So I’m taking meds for my neuropathy and they slow me down a bit. Buying comfortable shoes is my new obsession. Now I am eating a bit healthier as well. Exercise is vital but I can’t do much at a time. I have to break my walks up into short segments during the day.

I joined a neuropathy forum and I really don’t need to know how bad it can get. Right now I am in good shape and worry won’t help.

My weak spot is sugar and chocolate and I have to cut down on them. I refuse to give them up completely.

As I enter Act 3 of my life, I lean on my strengths. Not unsurprisingly, I am able to rest in my beingness more and more. The silence is melodic. I hear my blood thrumming and there is a rhythm to my breathing.

The knowledge I have built up through the years is fading into this deep silent knowing. I bow to it. I sit awaiting its entry into everything I do.