More words in dreams that have meaning
For the second or third time that I can recall, I've thought of a word in a dream that I didn't know, which ended up being a real world, and is related medical condition I have. In this case the medical phrase is "hiatal hernia", and on Monday I learned that this is another problem in my digestive system.
Living with gallstones
One thing I've learned about my digestive system is that I have a problem with my gallbladder, specifically having gallstones.
Rather than gripe about them, I thought I'd write about them, in this article on my gallstones diet advice.
In other news, I've had some wonderful dreams the last few nights, and I look forward to resuming my night sojourns soon.
Out of commission
A quick note: I'm sorry I haven't written much here lately. In short, something has gone wrong with my digestive system, and I've now lost 30 pounds in six weeks. Hopefully I'll be better soon, but I don't expect to make any more posts here for a short time.
Unfortunately my meditative skills are no help in isolating the problem, though I have to say, deep relaxation and healing meditations do make me feel a little better.
Until I return, know that I'm rooting for you in your OBE adventures, and/or in your Zen and Yoga practices.
Namaste.
Stomach ailment
The medical problem I've had for the last 3-4 weeks that has prompted one trip to an immediate care center and a second trip to the ER has centered around something that's gone wrong with my stomach.
My stomach seems to be rejecting the rest of my body, and food, so I've managed to lost 17 pounds during this time, just because I can't eat. My diet lately consists of crackers, chicken broth, and Gatorade. Any time I try to add anything else to the mix, I end up with more stomach pain.
Holistic health counseling
I met Holly Hilton a few years ago, and here's a quick link to her Wings of Life website on "holistic health counseling". I like everything she writes on her website about health, stress, diet, and nutrition.
Death, Buddhist beliefs, and attachment
Tonight after work I stopped by the funeral home for the visitation of the man that passed away Monday morning. As I expected, the funeral home was very crowded, with many people from work, and many other people I don’t know.
Watching friends age
Tonight I'm struck by this whole aging thing. I'm 45 years old, and while my hair mostly stays its original birth color, I'm watching all my friends -- some younger, some older -- rapidly either turning gray, going bald, getting heavier, and some becoming less mobile. Personally, I have a problem controlling my own weight.
While I see my friends and relatives aging externally, apparently my aging is happening internally. My doctor just told me that my prostate seems like the prostate of a much older man.
Death, sitting on the couch
In at least one of his books, Carlos Castaneda refers to imagining Death as your constant companion, always with you, always looking over your shoulder.
Tonight I don't have to imagine very hard. Death isn't behind me, looking over my shoulder. Instead, he's over there, sitting on the couch, eating two 100-calorie packs of popcorn, watching a holiday movie on my tv, while I'm sitting over here typing up this blog entry, feeling bad about a health problem (my prostate), and generally just feeling sorry for myself.
Slid right off the couch
Just before 4am on July 2nd. I was trying to sleep on the couch downstairs, having a problem with sciatica, and sitting on the ice packs ... after a long time, trying to get comfortable ... I finally relaxed a bit and started to doze off. First thing that happened was to my left, to the left of the couch, there really is a door there in this (physical) world, but it’s a different door, it’s like a wooden door with glass on the top ... and there’s a note posted on the outside of the door, like someone came up and posted something up there with some tape.
Seeing a card; my mom in pain
Lucid dream ... an OBE? I don't know, seems more like a lucid dream, mostly because my wife is involved.
Relaxed for a long time, nothing happened, fell asleep. During the sleep, I had a dream of an OBE (if that makes any sense), my wife is there, there is a mirror ... I'm floating up out of my body, and communicating with my wife at the same time ... then I remember that I have a card downstairs. I think "Oh my god, I have a card downstairs, I'm lucid, I need to go look at the card."
