human stalagmite


2:37 pm Monday

It is Monday, and Kristi and Viggo are working on their lessons.

It is a pleasure to see them working together, Kristi is doing a wonderful job.

Viggo and I will work on getting a Christmas tree together this week.

There is so much to be thankful for.

I woke up with a tight chest.  I sat up in bed.  I was in a light panic.  There was no reason for it other than I had a physical tightness in my chest and back.  I believe that this tightness made breathing just a bit more difficult and as a result putting me in this light panic.  My body seems to be revolting – it seems to be fighting becoming a calcified, human stalagmite.   I am panicking partly because I seem to be becoming paralyzed, like I am getting trapped in tar. This is a physical reality that I am very tense, and this tension is causing me to have a mental reaction. It’s hard to say what is the chicken and what is the egg in this situation, but I believe my body / my mind is protesting against this calcification. I am being spurred to fight and I am OK with that. Yes, I am grateful for being spurred to fight against the dying of the light.

I am thankful for this opportunity.