Captain’s Log
Keeping gaze on horizon’s page
It has been at least thirteen weeks since my last entry.
It matters not.
Difficulty with left-hand typing — strengthening songs, lighting fingertips trusted sparking true.
It matters not.
Was it the TPA? or the chamber? Offering relief to left-sided paralysis.
It matters not.
Thought or no thought, where does the mind wander these days? Much easier to ‘turn off’ the mind, drawing a blank on the blank canvas of a page.
It matters not.
Petechiae rash flares up weeks after decompressing in a chamber’s dive hour six. Circulatory systems fail — before, after, and present after writing off future bottom time.
It matters not.
Primary care. Neurologist. Rheumatologist. Vampire bite — more testing — maybe even an Immunologist nosey wonderings — I’m losing track of this journey of not knowing. BP is skyrocketing — no amount of meditation is bringing it down.
WTF?! still…
It matters not.
I could spin a thousand times — creating stories and theories of just and unjust. Quiet the mind — focusing on the meaning of said circulatory system. Blockage. Failure. Heart pumping a thousand times greater.
It matters not.
Trusted is the one — fallen to the bottom of the murky seas — knowing that all will clear eventually. Slowing the breath — voiding thoughts — knowing the answers are coming — or they are not.
~ Ani Po
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