A brooding day
I’m wondering when my back will heal, just glad its not getting worst. My social habits have changed, obviously I cannot make it downtown as much. I’m trying to eat and drink water more and I’m monitoring my PH. This morning it was 6.4 and an hour after I ate it was 8.0.
I’m 33, I live with Neurofibromatosis Type 2, I have brain injuries, facial paralysis, right dropfoot, left arm atropy, hard of hearing and feel I am not where I should be at the moment. I don’t want to have aversion to my condition, but if my body is energy I can attune the frequency and heal myself. That takes discipline. Supposedly there are multi-dimensional lives concurrently happening right now. I like to ascension out of this reality (dimension) and enjoy my full potential: healthy, physically fit, knowledgeable, bliss and married with children.
I brooded all day when I wasn’t sleeping. Brooding is what I call subliminal art. I drew this landscape throughout the day.