I was feeling a little alone today so took a walk downtown. I no longer feel alone, but I think I’m getting the flu. More than one person detonated a germ bomb near me. I’m rushing now to administer echineachea and Cold FX before the fallout invades my cells. I may be doomed.

If you practice yoga, you’ll appreciate this. Often when I’m in a challenging pose, a memory will come to me right out of the blue. Tonight, just as I was aware of this happening, my yoga instructor said, “if a memory comes in, just be with it and let it dissolve.” She then went on to explain that memories get stuck in our bodies and we need to free them. I’m not talking terrible memories or anything earth shattering. Tonight I simply remembered being at my doctor’s office at her previous location. This particular memory dissolved before I could chase it to a cathartic ending.

Sometimes though I think about people who are no longer with us. I must be holding my sadness in my body. It feels good to release it and release them.