Serendra at The Fort
If lucky I get to live to the ripe ol' age of 75. That's according to statistics. In between those numbers anything can happen. No guarantees.
A day ago I had the scare of my life. What I was doing was fairly normal routine...reaching down for something on the lower shelf. As I stood up a ding dong which I took for our doorbell made me look abruptly to the right. As I did I heard a plick from the back of my head then pain...It felt like a nerve had snapped from somewhere inside my cranium behind my head. Standing there I frantically rubbed the pulsating part and slowly made my way towards the bedroom where I gently laid down. Relief quietly flooded me as I felt the the sensation of pain leave...In ten minutes I was okay.
As of now I still feel it. A certain tingle with a feel of slight numbness at the right side of my head. Could it be mere strain? I don't know...Nothing serious probably and it could have been brought on by the heavy exercise I have been doing lately. Nevertheless, it has made me think.."how many mornings do I still possess?" Which is why I have decided that from hereon I will do the following things:
a. I will seriously meditate and pray daily.
b. I will wake up at 4:30 am. Three hours earlier from what I'm used to.
c. I will savor the quiet, the morning breeze and the feel of sunshine on my skin.
d. I will stop expecting people to be what they should be in my mind.
e. I will stop judging and instead be forgiving of others and me...
e. I will understand instead of reprimand.
f. I will be kind first to myself then to others.
g. I will sign a donor card. My eyes, my lovely red wine liver, and just about any part of me that is of use should be ....um'..recycled.
h. I will have a fab' portrait of me taken so in case I fly on to the next realm then my descendants will have the pleasure of seeing the beauty of great great Luxie granny'..hee!hee!hee!
ps: make sure my kids tell their kids I am not a ghost!