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This morning I sensed the sun rising before I saw it. My dream was part of an ongoing alter ego in an other unworldly existence I visited often. Today was different. I felt it…a promise. Something was brighter, clearer. I raised my arms and they were lighter, the air was fresh and beckoning me.

My chest rose when I inhaled. Clean air filled my lungs as my heart beat steadily and my vision cleared. I knew where I was. I heard the children giggling. The sound of rain drops hitting the leaves outside slowed to a soft “drip-drop-plop.”

I inhaled deeply, tossed my long white curls over my shoulders, and lowered my arms to my waist.

Ahhh! I slowly rose. Up, up, up, turning toward the magnificent sun rise. I remembered…my mind shared reality on the edge of madness, but I sensed the coding taking place in my head. I was alive…

Eliza March

It’s my birthday 🎂
In this Covid Cluster F@#% every day is a 🎁 gift! How do I stay positive? It’s often a challenge. Strangely I’ve discovered some quick temporary fixes you might try.
Find something else…
In other words, whatever you’re doing at the time you are depressed…do something else. Change channels. Move.
Do not stay in place. Find a different energy!
Music. Colors. Light. Bright. Soothing. Energizing. Find what works at any given moment…until it does.
We are not allowing ourselves to be sucked into the muck! Pull yourself out of the quick sand of despair. Wiggle. Grab ahold of whatever you can. Use your sheer energy to make the first move then keep going. Happy birthday to your new day.

Over a year ago when there were no tests for the illness I had, I now believe it was COVID-19.

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