Feverish Sick, home in bed had a feverish dream— Our teacher assigned daydreaming our most important task She said not knowing is fine, not to feel bad we are here to learn what we do not know; She taught us wolves mate for life, as do swans, penguins and barn owls Remaining grounded in our bodies —even when it hurts— the most important advice The scent of fresh rain after a dry spell, coming from showers falling now, right now,
Amrita, I hope you're feeling a little better today. Even with a fever, you found a way to turn uncertainty into something gentle and beautiful. Wishing you rest and a steady recovery.
Left arm is now working—a great relief—low back is intermittently shockingly painful. I see my pain specialist today, and we are going to have the honest and hard conversations about higher tech interventions—nerve ablations and techie implantable devices that break up pain signals before they reach the brain. I think it is time. I have far too much living to do—my health is fine so far; it’s the structural problems that bring me to my knees.
Wishing you a creativity filled and kind day, Subhash, so far away on a different continent. And always, of course, sisterly love.
Amrita, I'm glad your arm has improved. I hope today's conversation gives you a path toward less pain and more freedom. "I have far too much living to do" stayed with me. May that living always be larger than the pain. Thank you, as always, for your kindness across continents. Brotherly affection from India.
Oh I feel for you. But I do love your poetry
The fever was YEARS ago! Not to worry, only structural back problems here. Thank you for loving my poems. Comments likr]e that make my day, Gilly!
Amrita, I hope you're feeling a little better today. Even with a fever, you found a way to turn uncertainty into something gentle and beautiful. Wishing you rest and a steady recovery.
The fever was years ago!
Left arm is now working—a great relief—low back is intermittently shockingly painful. I see my pain specialist today, and we are going to have the honest and hard conversations about higher tech interventions—nerve ablations and techie implantable devices that break up pain signals before they reach the brain. I think it is time. I have far too much living to do—my health is fine so far; it’s the structural problems that bring me to my knees.
Wishing you a creativity filled and kind day, Subhash, so far away on a different continent. And always, of course, sisterly love.
Amrita, I'm glad your arm has improved. I hope today's conversation gives you a path toward less pain and more freedom. "I have far too much living to do" stayed with me. May that living always be larger than the pain. Thank you, as always, for your kindness across continents. Brotherly affection from India.
Remaining grounded in our bodies - even when it hurts, then we don't miss the scent of petrichor.