My mind can do stuff my body cannot.

All rights reserved by Ruth A Sutton(R.A.S.)2019

Wing-Walking has more than one meaning for me. The obvious in today’s society means, to be on the wings of a plane as it flies through the air. Another, is to walk or, wheelchair along, with unseen wings. Yet another is to be so in touch with one’s soul that during meditations, one soars among the walking in spirit. My understandings and experiences conclude such.

I’ve wanted to wing-walk for ages. Hampered by my inability to walk anywhere without mishap and intense pains. Arthritis, Costochondritis, Fibromyalgia and serious Spine degeneration cause intense and extremely challenging, for myself and medics, to manage. Physical pains. Hampered also by my inability to stand without mishap. The pain and involuntary movements I endure daily have not helped my endeavours to do anything. Challenges galore. I usually, eventually, overcome several obstacles and mishaps. I choose to use them as experiences I’ve had or I am having and as, many lessons learned. I cannot miraculously heal my body but my mind manages all, most days rather well, in my opinion and understanding.

My choice to take ‘mind journies’ is inhibited by the ocassional descent into depression that once recognised, is swiftly booted with the help of available medics, medicines, support agencies, contacts, family members and memories as well as learned practises. All might be explained at some point in my posts. When I’m not writing other, more of my interest, things. I also love socialising, on Twitter. I do not mistake social acquaintances with the concept of friendship. My true friends know who they are. It is probably a challenge for those who want to befriend me. A challenge hindered by my contentment with the friends I have already.

My mind can, and does take me anywhere, given focus time.

Time, I have much of that to myself. I feel fortunate to have such time. It is a ‘perk’ of being severely disabled. At first I was angry, dazed and confused. Eventually I found it suits my personality. It doesn’t suit those who wish different for me. There are many such people in our UK and global societies. It isolates which, for a creative thinker who writes and used to paint or draw, is helpful.

There are no mishaps when my mind does stuff my body cannot. It became necessary when physical inability gave need to recline or repose, on average, 21-22 hours out of each 24 hours. Yup. Not the idea of most as ideal. It wouldn’t be my choice. Imagine such confinement. Seemingly impossible but actually with the proper help and support, it is doable for a cheerful soul like myself. Of course I’m not always cheerful about this necessity caused by illness and injury but I honestly am. Until officials and authorities of society but in and ask repeated questions. That .. Drives .. Me .. Nuts. Makes me anxious too. Very anxious. A depressing fact of life until officials and authorities stop questioning me repeatedly and begin understanding my reality, which by law, they are obliged to do. I’ve only taken the route of one law suit. I won but oh dear. The prize was not my idea of justice so I thought outside that box instead and understand that I must endure their repeated questions until such time as they are made understanding. Maybe they have personal problems too inhibiting to stop needing the repeats, maybe a form of dementia.

Given a hyperactive mind, one of the challenges I set myself, in my determination for some quality experiences that excite or, interest me, is to write and share, my ‘mind’ journies.

I have what some consider to be an infuriatingly cheerful, Soul. It is me, cheerful. I feel secure about other aspects of my personality, my identity, too.

I write several, of the ‘mind’, journey’s as short story’s, in this outlet. I also write articles resulting from much personal, direct learning and thought. I have an ability to do both. I have educated myself and am just beginning to enjoy that at 64 years old. I feel very young but know I am not. My initial formal education, failed to acknowledge and cater for the conditions I am afflicted with and handicapped by. They were not diagnosed in my formative years so all people I met understood I was different, supported me in their own ways or, bullied, mercilessly mocked or, pretended I did not have afflictions. Too many people expected me to ignore afflictions that were and are not possible to ignore. I did have exasperating times it’s true. To say my youth, my whole life was and is challenging is an understatement. It is a challenge I choose to face as cheerfully as I am. Circumstances allowing.

I’m omitting, for now, all my mind focus methods in favour of story flow. Mind focus methods can be found in abundance on the internet.

I hope you feel inclined to enjoy and/or learn from my writings. You can see my finished writing about a Wing Walk in the post headed, ‘Introduction’ it is published with/after that ‘Introduction’

All Rights reserved by Ruth A Sutton(R.A.S) 2019

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FEMALE HIGH PRIEST MELCHIZEDEK-ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.Ruth A Sutton-1955

Updating whenever possible. When 'reading' the fluent language(s) of Neutrino-the organic brains of superior life form(s)-one is not reading a book. Nor listening to a conversation, or speaker(s), in the same ways or languages as is done here on Earth. One does not, 'tell us what they're saying then'. The language and those making use of it, cannot, shall not, will not, be changed or perverted in the same manner as language(s) seem to appear here on Earth. But similarly, interpretation is personal. It is pure, and truthfully, put to me in simple terms. As with 2 + 2 = 4. Absolute, no dispute. Perpetually communicative, deliberating, disciplined, fluent, powerful, energy(s). With more than one living being having fluent use of all that 'it' is. I believe many persons have experienced snippets: Healings, knowledge, Laws, wisdoms, observations, predictions, prophecies, telepathies, same thought as another, sightings, understandings, etc etc. I actually am, no matter my *mood, made absolute, no dispute in me, sure, that I am always welcome. In a totally understood, cherished even, familiar manner, of the regular and irregular pattern(s) therein. It is as tho' mutual recognition is occurring. Sender of Neutrino, welcomes me like a much loved family member with amnesia. Which, as you can imagine, is phenomenal for me, and by the way, many other persons and species. The beautiful, recognisable to me, previously forgotten thing is, how much there is yet to discover, and for me to learn. Any who know me, know how keen I am to learn. Neutrino is, unlike we humans, without animosity, or flaw. Always seeking the new, whilst enjoying the familiar, as and when. Liken to a Universal University, filled with the truth of all that is. I and the 'sender' concur frequently. I've no doubt that eventually, man and or woman of science, shall discover and prove to themselves, that it is a personal relationship, freely, perpetually flowing well and that, at a constant. This is my best explanation about the language(s) of the phenomenon, Neutrino. Their helpful support and willingness to understand that I am here, living with Dyslexia, Fibromyalgia, plus acute post and current, Traumatic, shocks. Also living with other common diseases of man. Much aggravated by many of man's' unruly behaviour and his demands. There is mutual like and love between myself and the originator of Neutrino, known to many as God. With my M therein, helping me recover my memory, of and about all this, on a daily basis. It is widely known that Neutrino are not visible to the human eye.

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