Wow, it has been one month to the day since I wrote on Xanga and I’ve realized that all my Xanga friends but Queenie and Orlando have faded away. I guess that means that if I want people to read what I write that I need to write steadily and create new subscriptions. I can do that. I don’t know that I will but I certainly can perform that function.

My saga with trigeminal neuralgia continues and I am in a holding pattern. The drugs are being 80% effective so my pain is in the lower quadrant on the pain scale and it is about three weeks until I go back to the neurologist in St. Louis for a referral for cyber knife surgery. I am looking forward to that with great anticipation and also the opportunity to once more have a leisurely supper at the drunken noodle in the Westport area of St. Louis. Lover and I ate there on our last trip and thought it was fantastic. I can and will maintain for three more weeks and can let you know what the results were.

I can remember a workshop many years ago where the facilitator gave us a numerology reading based upon our names. My number was seven which is a walker between worlds and I don’t know why but that has always made sense to me because I certainly don’t care for the aggressive competitiveness and lust for riches of this world and I certainly cannot remember my last reincarnation which I assume was in another world. Why someone would choose to be incarnated as a walker between worlds is beyond my comprehension because a reincarnation involves re-carnate amnesia which simply means I don’t remember why I’m here and assume my journey is to find out, which I’m not having a lot of luck with and it will probably become crystal clear when I make my transition but for now it is a puzzle.

I have an appointment in 15 min. so I best be on my way.

Keep the faith

David