...there was nothing for awhile.
Then I wrote this entry. As I came to the end of the entry I realized my entry about The Seven Year Cleanse and this entry, about my admittance to a near implosion and opening the door to
wonder, went together. And so, here is a
perfect place to continue on...
I said to a friend that I felt as if there were a thin,
transparent wall between the world, and me and that behind it I was vibrating
and about to burst into tears. If I did,
I knew the wall would shatter...I would shatter. She said, "It sounds like you are
describing what I feel all the time.
Maybe that is just the way we are suppose to feel."
I sat for a moment looking out the car window. Feel
like this all the time?
"No. I disagree. I believe we are meant to feel peace. I have
to stop."
She is not an easy person to say no to and it seemed I was
opening a door.
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