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PD support group had a guest speaker today--she was a bit of a stretch for the group. She was into light and positive energies--whereas most in the room are about darkness and being without power.

Perhaps that's too much for me to put on the group--but everyone in the room has to be dealing with the uncertainty associated with PD. And not all seem to be going much beyond what they are dealing with--except perhaps momentarily, now and then.

Part of me wants to jump onto the train she proposes--and part of me keeps shaking my head sideways in negation. Yes, I would rather be joyous rather than morose--light instead of dark. But, like right now, I feel depleted--somewhat empty and worn down. I want to dance and whirl--but I only sit and wait.

Each moment is an opportunity to go for the gold--and ever moment can be relinquished to the shadows. I blather on as I make this post--but I am also tired from doing the day. I am ready for the night--I just want to melt into the darkness and try and dream my way into another day.

Dance tomorrow--and on for several days. In the moment, while entranced in a dance--I can feel the release and letting be of it all.

Words and images crowd my thoughts--fill all space from moment to moment with density and promise. I grow sleepy--and I want to be not here or there or anywhere.