Receive-Mode

Receive-mode returned after 8 weeks of transmit-mode, December 24th -February 24th. The first ten days of receive-mode are sheer hell. I call it the agonies or the emotional flu. It arrives twice a year (6 months apart) I try to think of the good things about it. I am inwardly focused with a life or death urgency. Swimming walking writing are crucial activities. I land back in my body as if I have been somewhere else and it doesn't quite fit. Where did this belly come from? Whose face is this? Am I Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz or Alice in Wonderland, probably a combination of both.

I walked three miles in the rain with my dog Sunday afternoon after my morning swim. I enjoyed the solitude and space. I can't get enough space. It's dream time when I get past the noise but it can take days to get there. My first three days of receive-mode I was exhausted and needed a nap each afternoon and I still went to bed at 8 and got up at 6. If I channel the agonies physically I get to the true inner voice versus the haunted and harangued voice. Then I can arrive at the cozy place and get comfortable in my new residence. My new head. Balance is good.

I write this message hoping others will find solace in my words. Walk, swim, run, meditate, write in a notebook. These will help you settle into your new head.