Meditation

Today the goddess sat with me in a field.  It was a beautiful day, sunny, windy without being hot or cold.

She was wearing running clothes, and got up to run away from me, calling for me to run with her.  I ran behind her, and then with her, and eventually fell, winded, and exhausted, but not unhappy, not defeated, just challenged to do better the next time.

I noticed that I was running without my crutches, and asked her what that was about.  She said that I was going to need to learn to run.  I said that I couldn't and she dropped a bag on the ground beside me.  It was full of marijuana leaves. 

I looked up at her quizically, blinded from seeing her face by the sun behind her, and she said "the drugs you are on are not working."

So, I have another mandate for my health care, this one quite direct.  I have been hemming and hawing about what to do about pain control because I finally have some, but it is true that it isn't actually fixing anything.  Pain control is about controlling pain.

Perhaps it is time to think about trying to remediate the illness.

As I said in my meditation, thank you Ma'am.