processing 101
Titled "processing 101” after 36 hours of rage, terror, helplessness, hopelessness, the deepest sadness and so much journal writing (which really was the AP course in processing). My physical body feels everything and there is so much going on in there, physically , as well (panic attacks, extreme tension and nauseousness, just to start...) And, this very early morning, there was a window. We creatives live for windows, having learned to leap (or crawl) through them, because we're never sure how long they plan to stay open. Even as I type this, I can feel a sense of it closing (already) and feeling VERY HEAVY. In the wee early morning hours yesterday, I had the inclination to look at my journals from November 9, 2016. I remember waking up that morning (again, very early) and writing pages and pages and pages and pages and more pages before talking to anyone - even Peter. I knew that I would need to process a lot before having the ability to have any kind of...
