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| Roger, Summer 2010 |
I was in the hospital for about 5 weeks. And beginning almost immediately I started taking an assortment of drugs. No need for details except to say they may have been useful but they certainly were not fun. They produced a foggy, undisciplined mind that wandered day and night. So where did my mind go? The short answer, I relived my life. And not just vague glimpses, these were vivid images drawn in exquisite detail from a lifetime of memories.
People, jungles, rivers and doorways. All manner of things came and went and some led elsewhere. In a way, I was helpless. I was floating in a stream. Awakened every 2 hours for checkups and medications, I could never gain equilibrium, never fully restore my senses. And so I would close my eyes, drift back and touch my beautiful lived life. This went on week after week after week.
I learned that the human brain is remarkable beyond knowing. I learned the significance of my life is beyond measuring. And I learned that I very much want to go on living.
Roger
YES! And the Land of the Living is exactly where we're keeping you, dearest Roger. Better times are just down the road...
ReplyDeleteI love hearing about your experience. The dreams sound like a total trip. It makes me more curious and I wonder if your dreams were a result of your past life or a inspiration for more living or both. Regardless...I agree with Sue, you are exactly where you belong.
ReplyDeleteSophie sends her love.