Day 3

Day 3. I really spent a lot of energy today being depressed. I forced myself to go to HMR tonight, so that seems to have helped to break things up a little. I think that there truly is something to psychic pain, as I suspect a psychic vampire attack from last Thursday's choir rehearsal. I'd been feeling pretty darned ok up till then. The rehearsal was long and dry for me. I woke up the next morning with a very sore back, in fact sore enough that it woke me up during the night. I attributed it at the time to having twisted too many times to check the time. This is plausible because the piano had been turned around so that I was facing the front of the room, with both the wall clock and the sopranos behind me. But the pain wasn't helped much by the massage and chiro adjustment the next day, and then I tripped on a pothole on Saturday and got hurt some more. If anything sounds like a curse, this sure does. I've been depressed, and feeling guilty and I've felt like crying almost all the time and I hate hate hate hate working with Karl & Donna and everything has just been bringing me down. Forced myself to go to HMR for a moment of reckoning, and it does mark something of a fresh start even though I can't finish today in-the-box because of what I'd eaten prior to going to HMR. I'm listening to a CD on Intuitive Healing which is fascinating, and I'm trying to express permission for whatever is holding on to me to exit out of my being. And man am I ever tired. So that's about it for today. Like I said, I'm tired.