“Nightmares cant hurt you.”

Fear of sleeping. Maybe there is some physical safety concerns at levels where we keep our concerns for our own and junior’s physical safety, below our conscious awareness. Maybe its all the decades of having to do that releasing and bringing us down with massive anxiety. 6 am last night with the lad telling us to get out of bed at half eight he was pretty sympathetic when we told though. There just hasnt been enough positive experiences to make closing our eyes a pleasant experience. We have feel ourself searching for a safe internal space but finding nothing.

The best we can get is thinking about how we have put real distance between ourself and Bill, Lynne, Deek, Nathan, Dundee, Fife, Niall. Without them its political systems, cultures and institutions that we are most at risk from and how can we put distance between ourself and being who we are on this planet, its history of genocide, it’s sick and powerful master plans?

Faith. Faith and nature. The lobelia and the petunias have germinated, in six days.  Will do a better job of being patient with them here. We cant afford to be buying plug plants much anyway, later as a reward for clearing the back. Worried about our knees and digging, especially with our resistance to the codiene. Dont want anything stronger though. Just need the erb. 

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