So long
it's been since
last posting.
oh well.
just thought it would
be interesting
to write something
in lieu of the last
few years and their impact.
reaching now ground zero
where there is nothingness
all around just
empty space
not caring
not attached
just accepting
and being in the pain
not fighting
surrendering
I spent all day in bed
reading resting contemplating
trying hard to not think
just to be clearing
cobwebs from the mind
finding solace in quiet, clean air
and the fan.
Tomorrow I should have been on my way to Yahud.
To visit Yehudah Ben Yaakov.
Unfortunately I missed my chair in trying to sit
and fell down hard on the stone floor
I can still feel my legs
I believe it is a sprain or maybe a hairline fracture
of the coccyx
Regardless - it is painful
I should be grateful that I didnt kill myself
as I've heard these things happen
from time to time.
Yeru-Shalayim
Didn't sleep last night. A total haul to make myself available to Jerusalem and git there. Physically. Just make the bus that involves walking distances, getting to another city and then waiting for the bus. Had my schedule. Started out at 4:00 am. Just to be sure. Then went into automatic. Dressed in paint spattered clothes (on the inside - but still I knew), found other odds and ends to don myself with. Wrapped my head in a scarf and mandatory sunglasses and hit the road at 7 something. Arrived at the next destination - waited another 10 minutes - bus came and we hit the road. I can't BEGIN to tell you - how utterly blown away I felt at FINALLY LEAVING this place and heading UP. It's been a LONG, dragged out, bloody, dusty, fiery, angst-ridden, pathetic time here and leaving it after a year and not seeing Jerusalem for almost 2 - well I was riveted to the window taking it all in, praying that the green trees, my pines, my blessed pines would remain with me as memory. The...
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