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171 Me neither. The pain. Yeah. FEELING AND THINKING + body is a real hindrance, isn't it? I definitely felt the presence of others. They were kind to me, nice and caring. They seemed small, as ifthey could enter my body and mind in that space. There was a total sense oflosing my body, but the little presences know how to enter it somehow. "How do you feel about the third dose?" You should patent it. I guess it's too late for that. IfI could only hold onto thisfeeling. Ifeverybody did this every day the world would be a much better place. Life would be a lot better. The potentialfor good is so great. Feeling good within yourself. I guess meditation is supposed to get you to the same place. "I'm not sure that's possible." Ten minutes into her third dose, Cassandra started smiling. Just then, there also was a horrible coughing out in the hall. / can Stillfeel it. I hold all this stuff, the shit, in the left side of my abdomen. I got the message this time to let go ofall that. lean stillfeel the relaxation. It's warm and tingly. This seemed like an opening. If she retreated or attacked in response to my next few comments, I'd leave well enough alone. However, she seemed to be asking for some help. "What do you hold on to?" "What pain?" IT guess all the pain. She began crying. / guess all the pain I everfelt. "There's a lot there?" She began crying more heavily. "It's okay to feel it, and cry, and to let it go, too." That's the good part, to let go ofit. At 15 minutes she sighed, I feel like I have a new body. It's so much more aware. "It is yours."