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Conflict between what is and what is wanted by others around me creates so much stress that at this point. I just need to decrease the factors.

As far as the depths of loneliness, and beyond: that is the time to do the work of repairing the soul – until new love comes along.

Certain songs repeat their circulation into and out of my life as times shift and need ebs and flows.

I guess I am made up of only so many trendings, and/or the messaging comes back to me when I need the power they restore to me.

I could be with a man again, if I can overcome the damage while knowing he believes in me.

The two are a synergetic necessity.

I need to be able to trust a worthy man with my heart’s safe keeping.

I guess he will need to prove it to me by being willing to invest in me recovering and further growing.

It is easier to pursue something when you do not have it.

But once it is yours, it must be cherished through all seasons.

Visual translates to written on device – but not into immediately accessible verbal speech once sensors become bombarded by life’s interactive expanse.

It is difficult being rendered mute when my being comprehends such complexities more profoundly than the average person.

Clambering about on the mountainside for three years after previous accidents and work overuse zones on the body developed created extensive muscular cross-hatching adhesions onto bones and into surrounding structural support tissues.

Thus, when I had two seemingly simple falls where I caught myself by the right arm into shoulder, this resulted in too tightly wound fibers microtearing and strapping further into incorrect torsions, causing micro misalignments in the shoulder and hip carriage relationships.

The more I understand the therapy that I give to others, the more I understand how to unwrap my own tension.

What is it like to have only the view from an enchanted telescope that shows no worries, fears, nor tragedies?

This is not the reality.

Having an external environment that reflects the internal self can help lead to deeper healing.

It was the qujet of a quiet where the mind is allowed to expand itself again.

She tried to let it slowly unwind from its coiled intensity to reembrace its natural sensitivity.

It was hard at first to do this as her brain unleashed the charge it had been forced to carry.

I am focusing on courses to renew my license, connections that build my business, and skills that creatively interest.

Migraine neck-shoulder pain screams into one’s senses, sending the system into misinterpretations of fight-or-flight signal reactions.

My queen had called nicely earlier, but since I was busy doing something rarely for myself, she soon raised her voice to an imperious yowl.

When I heard her actually trying to change her vowels as if calling me name, I called back to her, “A-thee-na” – and she was quiet.

Then, she began calling again, so I repeated from a distance.

And then wolf began vocalizing and the hound followed after I asked my queen what she wanted.

The dogs wanted out to go potty.

After getting pushed around too much in the school yard by boys who didn’t know how to play nice, the little girl finally unleashed her anger and pushed one back real hard, so that he would remember her.

The force of a great love propelled by rebirth hit hard against the sealed fortress door, turning backward in its vexation to consume the sorceress within its rage.

When one of two or both tracks are exclusionary.

We come to this plane to find and experience love – for violence can only destroy, where love creates miracles.

When she finally encountered him in person, all she could do waa stop and blink.

I need a good one.

Walking it cuts feet and limb.

Discovering the possibilities, she had to fight internal instincts to not sell out her body.

You seek what you’ve been taught – what you can understand at the end of a long stand.

Attempting to bridge borders into a new land full of encountered resistance can place on an exhausted system too much demand.

In discovering how to unwrap my clients’ pain patterns, I attempt to unwind mine through heat and stretching.

Many paths…

Many people…

Too cautious…

Too selective…

In a Land of The Unclean, you need to be a warrior to stay pure.

It’s me, damn it – it’s me.

They always say I’m to blame; I need to find myself; I’ve got it all wrong.

Well, they are all a bunch of fu***** narcicists who do not know the first thing about love.

It’s me – it’s fu***** me?!

Da** right, it’s fu****** me whose been strapped down by all of this weight of a warrioress’ armor in a land torn apart by man’s ill consequences!

It’s time for me to stop wearing this suit of conscription and keep figuring out how to be free!

The pain of trying to break through one’s own internal barriers to self while being in pain and under severe external performance-for-income pressure is exaboratingly excruciating.

Had it been infatuation, love, or both that she had always felt toward him?

Maybe it was that he was a font tied into the creative source – a master magician conjuring elaborately beautiful visions.

Maybe it wasn’t about their hearts’ connection, afterall – although she always felt her’s tugged, begging the question.

Maybe it was about the sharing of secret knowledge that was able to posiively transform the human condition.

Adrenal fatigue can happen in a Type-A personality lifestyle, for which there can be certain treatments. Any one category of personality has steps that can be best suited for it.

But what is the healing plan for when you have a Type-C that was trying to not be a Type-B, while rolling too far into Type-A overcompensation – then broke boundaries into constant innovation / super-warrior-like leaps of groundbreaking?

As I realize that I was Type-C all along (which to society is a relatively new concept category), I discover I have now moved into yet another undefined personality.

One scenario after the next about how a good man could break a good woman’s heart – only they were replay conversions of feelings from what had actually happened.

If things begin slowly, will they last longer?

By the time he spoke truth to her, the damage was done and she was too angry to receive it.

As my hands are guided by fascial intelligence, energy flows through me by waves of empathic exhilaration as I unlock unneeded tension and holding patterns, freeing people to reach for and embrace their new destinations.