WAITING

We got up at 5:0 clock this Morning. We left at 6:0 clock to go to Mora for my PET Scan appointment. The last time I got the results within the hour, however my doctor wasn't in and I may not get the results today.

I am at peace about it and am no longer apprehensive about the outcome. It has been a good lesson. I learned a lot. It was humbling. I thought I evolved further rather than to be so affected by fear thoughts. I don't even know if it was fear thoughts. I wasn't aware of being terribly afraid. I know I dreaded going through further therapy, especially if the prognosis was iffy.

I will have more to say about what I learned. I need to understand It better myself. It has much to do with the concept of surrendering and having the faith that we truly are One and consisting of love. Fear comes with the belief in separation. Intellectually I am aware of our Oneness but at a feeling level, where it counts, I have a ways to go. During meditation I have experienced, or at least glimpsed, Oneness at a feeling level. I have more work to do. I don't like to use the word 'work' as it is surrendering to the truth of my [our] being.

My daughter, Naomi, just arrived for a visit so I will cut this blog short. I will let everyone know the results of the scan when I find out.

Love and Peace, Gregg

GETTING SETTLED

Jamie has a doctors appointment at 7AM tomorrow. We took a dry run to the clinic this Morning. It turned out to be easy to find and less than ten minutes from home. We are finally getting our medical stuff transferred from Mora to Sauk Rapids. I am still connected with First Light in Mora. Hopefully not much after Friday. It is a long drive about fifty miles.

When you live for 43 years in one place, you know where everything is. You rarely look at a map. Now we don't know the way to anywhere. Well we found the grocery store, the hardware store and of course the liquor store, but after nearly three months living here we still don't know our way around.

When we moved in we needed to get a telephone that fit with our new system. We picked one up. The central unit was much smaller and unimpressive than our old one. I figured it had answering capability but it would need to be set up as our old one did. I didn't want to bother with it at the time. I noticed it had a number flashing at the base first a 1, then a 2 finally a 5. Well I figured it had something to do do with the answering capability but since I never set it up I didn't think it was recording messages. I studied it this Morning and figured out where to push to get messages. Sure enough it was set up in the factory and it had five messages. One was a robocall, one was from an old friend, one I couldn't decipher [I think it was from the Mora clinic] the other two were from businesses. This modern technology goes faster than I do.

For the most part I have regained my balance and can again see the love of the Universe. I got over my tantrum Monday. I must have been over it before I started writing Monday's blog. I will be glad to have Friday over with regardless of the results of the scan. I really don't spend time worrying about it. Most of the time I am peaceful and generally happy but it is there in my consciousness quietly nagging.

This experience must be teaching me something besides having better control of my fear thoughts. There seems to be so much more involved; life, death, suffering, the meaning of life, the purpose of these struggles, how much is for me, how much is for those impacted by me. How can I love it all?

Well I will learn. I will experience and I will report it here in my blog.

Love and Peace, Gregg

NAP TIME

I am tired! I didn't get much sleep last Night. I have just enough anxiousness about my scheduled PET scan on Friday that any other little disturbance will lead to insomnia. It is frustrating because I will lay there perfectly comfortable with a seemingly peaceful mind and I won't go to sleep. Then that seems to be the cue for my body to remember all the itches it ever had. For some reason I have been prone to attacks of itchiness. It may be caused by the various drugs I had to take. I am off everything now. I hope the itchiness abates.

I don't know that I have anything to say that is fit to read. I am learning a lot. Most times I can stay in the moment, enjoy it and not engage in speculation of the future. Sometimes I fail miserably. This Morning upon arising I vowed not to mention that I had a miserable Night's sleep or talk about something that particularly annoyed me [the end of complaining bit]. Not one half hour went by before I found a way to complain bitterly and pick a fight with Jamie to boot. Oh well, life on Planet Earth.

Until today I have been remarkably upbeat. I have been able to keep my mind out of the future and have not engaged in any fear thoughts about the PET scan. Oh they cross my mind but I haven't held unto them and created any negativity for myself. I have been able to get myself to quiet restful place when I needed to.

I assume I will blog as usual this week. It is going to be a very busy week. I will know the results of the scan on Friday. I will let folks know.

I think it is time for a nap.

Love and Peace, Gregg

SURRENDER

Surrender. This word has a negative valence in our Western Culture. We run across the word frequently in spiritual literature from most sources. What does it mean? I don't pretend to have a clear answer, but bear with me, lets explore.

I am reminded of the last chapter in the Course in Miracles, where it states that at some point you will realize “you need do nothing.”

Does this mean that all the study and struggling is in vain? No, it means that all the struggle and study is something we do and at some point we realize we don't need to do it. Can we reach that surrender point without the study and struggling. I don't know and as long as we reside in separate bodies I may not know.

I do know I want to understand the concept better and, yes do it! Yes, I want to surrender to the moment. I want to be at that place where I know unconditional love. I want to experience oneness.

It is not like I haven't experienced it at all, but just through a peep hole. It reminds me of a time in my childhood. We were visiting our Grandparent's. It was cold. When we left, the windows of our 1935 Dodge were covered with thick frost. Instead of scrapping the windshield my Father scratched a slit on the outside frost and put his finger on the inside frost and melted a hole the size of his fingertip. He drove home peering through the hole. He only had to go a couple blocks. We lived close by. But that is a very small view of 'what is'.

So if I understand it correctly, surrendering is giving up the struggle to become and discovering we are already there. We are at the place we are trying to get to. We just need to realize it. We carry within us everything we need to know. We are love right now! We don't have to struggle and study. We just need to accept it.

We live in a soup. We have ego created morsels. Some personal. Some social. We have the mis-mash we call our consciousness, often a collection of silly beliefs and ideas. What part of the soup is real? Nothing that is fear tinged which the ego created morsels are. Certainly not the silly ideas and beliefs we have been hanging on to. So if we let all the silliness go what is left? That is 'what is'. We are spirits in bodies having an experience.

When we are in the moment we can feel the love welling up from inside us. We know that all is well.

Surrendering, surrendering..............does that mean we surrender to everything? Yesterday we had Thanksgiving at my daughter Laura's. I had two choking episodes created by my inability to swallow. I haven't had one in months. That is one of the symptoms of esophageal squamous cell cancer which I am recovering from. Does that mean the tumor is growing back? Or is it just scar tissue enhanced by the Jamison's I was throwing back to join the celebration? I don't know. I will know a week from today when my final PET scan is accomplished.

I can't live in the future and speculate on what decision I would make if it is growing back. I know I will make the correct decision for myself and my family.

But at this moment what do I need to surrender to? I surrender to 'what is'. I surrender to the reality of my present moment without the regret of the past or apprehension of the future. I am sitting here in a beam of unconditional love from a Universe that can do nothing but love. I am beginning to see Oneness through a bigger peep hole. I am a spirit inhabiting a vibrantly healthy body. All is well.

Love and Peace, Gregg

MORE ON LEADERS

To begin this blog “More on Leaders” I want to say this last election resulted in some new representatives who show real promise to be great leaders. Let us hope they can survive the ordeal.

None of the questions I pose can be answered until we deal with the major problem, money. There is so much money in politics that democracy is impossible.

In theory capitalism may be able to coexist with democracy. I am sure it can. However, the current form of virulent capitalism makes democracy impossible. The latest Supreme Court decision based on the idea that money is speech put the final knife in the corpse of the republic.

An aside: How could any sane person equate speech and money? Our constitution stresses equality. Money makes people unequal. It couldn't be more obvious. Equating speech and money is on its face unconstitutional. End of aside.

The latest Supreme Court decision allows individuals and groups to contribute money to their cause and remain anonymous. Buying elections has become easier. Look at how much was spent on this last mid-term. Probably enough to send a generation of our children through college.

I don't think there is a way to get money out of politics legislatively. We can make it more difficult, but as long as we worship money, I think it is hopeless. It will take a change in consciousness. It is happening. I could see it in this last election. It will be a little while yet before the old money structure crumbles.

I was having a conversation about this situation about thirty years ago. I can't remember who with. To sum up the conversation this person said, “You know Gregg, the shit rises to the top.” I thought about that many times since. In the last thirty years it has become much worse.

How many capable leaders are so put off by the stench that they don't even want to try.

I dream of the time when money is only a means of exchange and not an object of worship. Can you imagine a society where the most loving and understanding rise to the top? A society where the most enlightened become the leaders?

I know it is going to happen. I would like it to be in my lifetime.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYBODY!

Love and Peace, Gregg

LEADERS

I want to start a discussion about how we select our leaders. We don't very often get the leaders we need, do we? I am just kicking some ideas around I haven't really thought about it.

I have met people in my local community who are better leaders than those on the National stage. Some members of my family make more sense than the ones we elect. What is going on?

The way our system is set up it seems one would have to be super ambitious to succeed in our electoral system. Are super ambitious people the ones who will dutifully represent the people? Perhaps at first, but in our money-driven political system will that loyalty last?

When it takes enormous amounts of money to get elected can the candidate continue to represent the people?

I think it is a mixed bag, some politicians are able to stay loyal to the people despite temptations, others veer off to support other agendas.

Do the best qualified people ever contemplate running for office? By qualified I am thinking about character, temperament, intelligence and willingness to be of service.

Do we teach civics in school to the extent that young people have a grasp of the process? It seems that the world politicians occupy is an alien world to the rest of us.

It doesn't seem to me that politicians are doing what we would like. Wouldn't most of us like some kind of economic security for everyone? Wouldn't most of us want to be entitled to medical care the way we are entitled to education? Speaking of education, don't we want free education including college for everyone? None of these things are unattainable, many countries in our Western World already have them.

Would it be that difficult to end homelessness?

Some politicians seem to rise up from the masses as if elevated by a thousand hands and others seem to claw their way up. Do we have very able leaders in the wings, as it were, hoping and waiting, without an easy way in?

I am going to be thinking about this. I will continue the discussion soon.

Love and Peace, Gregg

AN END TO COMPLAINING

Over the years I have heard the advice, if you want to enlighten the World, “Stop complaining.” Last Night I ran across that advice again. It came to me at a crucial time because I have been wallowing around in some kind of self-pity. I hate to admit it, but truth is truth and I need to face the ugly truth of my own person-hood.

One of the main drivers is the PET SCAN that is scheduled for November 30^th. That will determine if I am cancer free and really on the mend. That question has rarely come up in my conscious mind. Up until a month ago I was seeing one doctor or another once or twice a week. They had such positive energy. Nobody ever promised me the treatment would be successful, but it was a joint venture of tremendous positive energy.

Since September 6^th when I finished Radiation, I have been in slow recovery and waiting for this final verdict. I didn't admit that it was weighing on me until a couple weeks ago.

I have no logical reason to be anxious about the results. I have been recovering well. I am recovering from the treatment not the disease. Radiation five days a week for fifteen weeks is a drag plus the Chemo. I survived the Chemo without losing my beard, but then during the recovery process it really thinned out. I have no evidence that I should be apprehensive.

It is insane to worry about a future event and even more crazy to worry about it when you have no control over it. I am always able to deal with anything life brings to me. I am ultimately not concerned.

I am not pleased with myself that I fall into this ego-trap. I know all the ways of getting out of it. I know how to be in the moment. I know how to walk in the energy of the Love of the Universe. I know we are all one. I know I am not a body anyway. I do not fear death of the body.

The trouble is I was denying my concern, so it lay in my consciousness like a dead fish and magnified all the usual irritations of the day. Whatever happens I will be able to deal with it. One can only make decisions when they are confronted with the need.

Giving up complaining is a good exercise. It is amazing how much negative energy we can create in our lives by complaining.

I will welcome life as it comes to me. I will greet it with love. I will not try to shape it to my will except with love and acceptance. I have absolutely nothing to complain about. I lack for nothing and am surrounded by loving beings.

We are One and we are all great beacons of light. Whenever we feel that love inside us we are shining light onto the world and raising everybody up. We need to help each other. We do; every time we shine our light, every time we smile, every time our eyes connect with another. It is so much easier to love than complain.

Happy Friday!

Love and Peace, Gregg

WALK IN THE SUN

I have been staring out my study window. It is a good day just to sit and look out the window. I notice the snow is melting on the pavement. It is not above freezing yet but the Sun is warming it up. It is forecast to get to 38 F. It will feel warm, this November has been chilly.

Wow! The bright Sun is beautiful! It has been hiding under clouds lately.

That is what I need to do, walk out into the Sun. The outside world weighs on me more than I realize. It is like a nagging dark ghost. I am capable of walking out into the Sun of unconditional love. Just a few minutes with my eyes closed and I can feel the love of the Universe surrounding me. I must like to wallow around in the petty concerns of this bodily life.

Oh well I am going to quit the wallowing. I am going out for a walk in the Sunshine. I deserve it. We all deserve it.

I am going to make this blog short and stretch my wings.

Join me. Pay no attention to the crazy world. Forget your petty concerns. Take a walk surrounded by the beauty of Mother Earth and enjoy the flood of Unconditional Love that engulfs us.

Love and Peace, Gregg

HAPPY ARMISTICE DAY

The original purpose of Armistice Day was to celebrate peace. It has gradually morphed into a holiday which has the unmistakeable quality of honoring the military and glorifying war. When it officially changed to Veteran's Day the change was almost complete. Don't get me wrong I have no resistance to honoring veterans. I am a veteran. I encouraged my Sons to join. However, we need to work towards peace and not let our good intentions to honor veterans get twisted into honoring war.

War is our most horrible failure to live on this Earth as honorable people. There is nothing honorable about war. War is always the result of innocent people being manipulated to fight other innocent people for the benefit of the rich and powerful.

When World War I ended with the millions killed it was felt by many that war had become too awful to risk again. Hence Armistice Day was thought of the celebration to end war. Oh! Were we ever wrong. And colossally wrong.

If we are looking at the surface of things it appears we have never been more warlike. We have leaders that have no compunction against threatening other countries with violence. We spend more on military preparedness than for anything else. We have a media that turns a blind eye to the slaughter of innocents in Yemen and elsewhere. I have noted some media coverage of Yemen just recently but where have they been for the last five years. The slaughter continues in some African countries with very little coverage. Where are the politicians voices?

How can we live in a world where military preparedness is more important than education, medical care, decent housing and nourishing food for the people?

My eyes are open to the continuing horror, but I also see something else. I see a growing number of people who hold the original message of Armistice Day in their hearts. They may never have heard about the original message of Armistice Day, but they know deep in their being that peace is not only possible it is attainable. They can see in the eyes of those around them that love is where it is at.They know that the vast majority of folks have no interest is war. They can discern that the only people who are pro-war are those who benefit from it or are seduced into it through their fears.

So despite the chaos I see on the idiot box I remain optimistic. I see love wherever I look. I see people 'seeing' for the first time and realizing how crazy the world has been. Individually and collectively we are waking up. We know we can have the World we want.

Collectively, to grow, we need to see where our error in thinking has taken us. All that we need to do is turn on the TV to see what a horror we have created with our negative thinking. We have been doing it for a very long time. It boils down to the simple choice of love or fear with every thought we hold on to.

We do not want a World created by fear. We don't need to listen to leaders who use fear in their messaging. If an idea has any glimmer of fear it needs to be rejected.

We can use our military to bring food to the hungry, to build houses for those that need shelter and repair the the failing infrastructure of a tired world.

We will change the World by choosing only thoughts of love to hold dearly.

So let us celebrate PEACE! LOVE and JOY will follow.

Love and Peace, Gregg

AUTHORITY FIGURES II

This blog will be titled, “Authority Figures II” I can't really cover the subject in one blog and even with two blogs I can only introduce a few ideas. [Read Wednesday's blog “Authority Figures I”]

Why do so many have the propensity to worship authority figures? Much of it must be natural. We share a lot with herd animals. We love the company of others. We enjoy sharing the same ideas. We gain a feeling of closeness with those that we agree with. There is so much we cannot know for ourselves we must depend on others.

Don't we have the right to expect our leaders and other authority figures to tell us the truth? I don't know if “right” is the right word. It is clear that we have been misguided for millenniums. I believe there will be a time when we can expect leaders to be truthful; it is not yet.

How did we become so vulnerable to manipulation? We have to go way back to see how it began. When we first began to inhabit bodies, what we now think of as fear was only a defense to protect the body. If we saw something that could injure the body we had an appropriate built in response.

Somewhere a long the line, probably in our hunter and gatherer stage, fear became more generalized and begin to include defense of emotional and mental states. Safety in a more generalized sense became important.

Who was it who began using fear as a control mechanism? In small ways it could have started in any group or family. It could have started with good intentions, warnings given to children and others so they would be cautious.

However it is likely that some leader or would be leader began using fear of others or a situation to get the folks of a like mind to take a certain action. It could have been a member of the tribe who had explored an area no-one had been to, he or she may have decided to fabricate a story of some dangerous beings over the next ridge and he or she had the answer for how to deal with them. This scenario can be spun in many different ways. It is easy to imagine how one could gain power over others and use that power for greater personal status.

Still to get folks to go to war and kill millions of others takes more than fear of bodily injury.

Enter religion. Imagine these early people free to form their own idea of creation. Imagine each individual in their search to understand their being develop their own ideas of their origin. Each would have their own idea of nature and the energy that formed it. Of course, they would share their ideas as they sat around the campfire and a consensus would evolve. However, there would be no pressure to accept the consensus. What we would call religion was their curiosity about life, all of life. People sense they are more than bodies. By observing Nature they know there is an energy much more powerful than their individual existence.

Then along comes some people from the outside; perhaps they come at a vulnerable time, a volcano is exploding or game is scarce, something is making the folks a little concerned about their well being. These new people claim they have this universal energy all figured out. This universal energy is their God and they know how to appeal to Him for anything. They show the folks how to perform certain rituals and how to think in certain ways. When the volcano subsides or the game returns, most the people are pretty certain it was cause and effect.

At first the folks only know the positive side of this new god. There is an ugly side, it seems that this new god wants them to live in a certain way and if they don't, their continued existence is jeopardized.

Now these new people, who came into the tribe, claim that there is a very dangerous group of people living just over the next ravine and their God insist that they be killed to protect the tribe.

Haven't we been going through some version of this craziness for as long as our history has recorded our species? We don't want to do it any longer. We don't need an authority figure to teach us what this Universal Energy is. We can explore it for ourselves. It is good to come together and share our ideas about what god might be. It is not good to adopt somebody else's idea unless it really feels right. Agreement is not necessary or even desirable. We will learn best with a divergence of ideas.

I have developed my own idea [but certainly not original]. I see God as “All that Is” and the Universal Energy as Unconditional Love. We are inseparable from God or “All that Is”.

In a sense it means we know nothing, but I am comfortable knowing nothing if it is all Love. We can spend our time exploring our being. It will be a marvelous adventure. WOW! The Universe is big.

HAPPY FRIDAY!

Love and Peace, Gregg

AUTHORITY FIGURES I

I am glad the election is over. The idiot box won't be quite as idiotic. We may be in for some interesting times. When the political scene isn't horrifying it can be amusing.

I forgot that I was going to talk about our worship of authority figures. Let me introduce the subject with a little story. When I was in my early twenties I found myself in the living room of a man who had a PhD in chemistry. I think I was a tag a long with an Aunt who was visiting him. The subject of banana oil came up and I tried to convince this gentleman that banana oil was made from a selected species of miniature bananas. He was gentle with me and explained that banana oil was a synthesized product that was labeled such because of its odor. Gradually it dawned on me that what I thought was knowledge wasn't.

One of my uncles who I held in high esteem for his erudition told me the banana oil story in great detail. I don't recall the details of his description, but I know he went at great length in describing these miniature bananas. He was an artist and he was painting a picture at the time. He not only created a picture on canvas, he created a vivid picture of the creation of banana oil in my young mind. I don't know his motivation. Was he having fun with me? Did he believe it himself? I have no idea.

I do know I wouldn't have accepted the idea uncritically if I did not consider him a very bright and knowledgeable person.

It was harmless, right? I learned something and I was only mildly embarrassed when I realized my obtuseness, but it could have been humiliating if the learned gentlemen had not been loving and gentle.

As we are growing up we learn all kinds of things. Some ideas are truths, some are grave errors. Things we learn from teachers, parents and religious spokesmen have a different value than what we pick up from more casual contact.

As we grow and evolve we learn empirically what we can throw out of our treasure trove of knowledge and what we can affirm.

There are some things that are beyond our finding out. I can't travel to the inside of a dense cloud and check out the spacing of the molecules or measure the degree of chemical contamination the cloud may carry nor can I find myself in the cambium layer of my favorite tree to find out just how and what kind of substance does it carry up and down its length to the towering branches above and the roots below. Yes, I have to depend on others for this kind of insight and how do we know they are more dependable than my dear uncle?

Well we figure it out. We do have intuition and there is scientific agreement on clouds and cambium layers and our curious minds do meld.

Let me pose a question: what occurs, when what happens in a cambium layer or in a cloud, will bring a great deal of wealth or power to a group or individual? We will examine that later.

There is so much we cannot know for ourselves. We learn to trust people in authority that should know. When we suspend our critical thinking and refuse to listen to our intuition that becomes a dangerous practice.

For the last several thousand years we lived in world where our thoughts and beliefs were shaped by those who could benefit the most. We are now trying to sort through a raft of ideas and concepts we have taken for granted and whose only purpose may have been to control us. This is all part of our awakening.

Friday I want to discuss the origin of some of these mechanisms of control and specifically look at how we have been encouraged to give up our own critical thinking in favor of following an authority figure.

Let us think for ourselves. We carry the truth inside us.

Love and Peace, Gregg

VENTURING OUT

I am sleepy today and eating a handful of left over Reese's Peanut Butter cups from Halloween hasn't cured it. I am usually a great sleeper, but lately I have often woken up at 2:30 wide awake. I don't think I am hiding any anxiety from myself. It is possible that I am anxious about the PET scan that is scheduled for the end of the month. That is a full torso scan that will determine if I am free of cancer. It is a big thing. I wasn't aware I had anxiety about it. Maybe I don't. Lots of people wake up in the middle of the Night. Let us hope for a good sleep tonight.

Now that my recovery has reached a greater ambulatory stage I am exploring my new environment. I could always drive but I didn't get out of the car if I could help it. Yesterday I ventured into a supermarket. I didn't walk around much, I found a bench and Jamie did the shopping. It was nice though watching the folks go by with their carts. All kinds of wonderful interesting people. I like those little kids steering those carts. They so earnestly twist and turn those wheels as their Mothers push the cart along. I always comment on their driving and they get great beaming smiles.

I realized that our car was past due for servicing especially with Winter coming up. Our daughter Naomi lives nearby so I asked her for suggestions on where I could go. She provided me with a list of places I could consider. Jamie and I took a little drive to check one out. We thought the place had good vibes so we made an appointment for Wednesday. I am glad we did. We turned a ten minute drive into a half hour or more venture.

The St Cloud metropolitan area is huge. We lived at our former home South of Oglivie for 43 years. Four of our children attended college in St Cloud. We did much shopping here. When Naomi and Noah were in college we often made a weekly trip. I, also, worked as a Family Therapist for Lutheran Social Services for two years. Driving into St Cloud proper and returning home does not give one any perspective on the size and complexity of the area. The Metropolitan Area is made up of several cities, towns and villages that are glued together and surround St Cloud. For a couple of aging folk who lived in sticksville for 43 years it might as well be New York City.

Well that is that. We will get oriented in time.

Today is the last day of those horrible political ads! What a relief that will be.

There is a discussion around our house. “Is the world really as crazy as it looks?” We think not as the medias bread and butter is sensationalizing all the violence and cruelty in the world.

We can see that much of the problem is the worship of authority figures. We are trained to do that through religion and education. We are trained to have cookie cutter minds rather than think independently.

Many of us can see that the awakening is happening, however the stubborn blindness of so many is striking. Soon, perhaps even Wednesday, I will write more about the roots of the worship of authority figures.

In the meantime select what is beautiful from the seeming chaos of the world. There is much love and beauty to be seen. Let your heart swell with the Love of the Universe. Let us fill our homes with love. Let us know Peace. Each of us can create our own paradise.

Love and Peace, Gregg

UPDATE

Well it is Friday! If I complete this blog it will be the first time in many weeks that I wrote three times.

This is a good time for an update. I finished my Chemo and Radiation Therapy a few days before we moved here on Sept 10^th. On the day we moved here I could still walk up and down stairs and I didn't need a cane. The Docs warned me that I would get much worse during the weeks following the therapy. I was prepared for the healing that had to take place in my esophagus; painful swallowing etc. I wasn't prepared for the weakness. In a few days after moving I needed a cane to get a round. In a couple more days I only got out of my chair for bathroom breaks and to go to bed.

Since then I have been gradually getting better, but not a steady upward curve. Instead I would have numerous fallbacks. I would feel great one day and be in the pits the next day.

Finally [with crossed fingers] I would venture that I am on a steady upward curve and rapidly getting better. I have no trouble with swallowing. I can eat anything. I can walk without a cane, although I still use it often as a safety measure.

I get discouraged as I want to do much more than I am currently able, but I can now see light at the end of the tunnel.

I believe folks will be hearing from me, via this blog, three days a week from now on.

I am going to make this blog short as we have company.

HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!

Love and Peace, Gregg