I was up in the middle of the night with thinking and fears all over me. I had the sense to get up and make a cuppa and write the issues down.
Now, I am up and this morning is ACAT – AGED CARE ASSESSMENT TEAM. I do not know what to do here. Iz, you had best give me a hand. I am set up well with heater and bed and odds and ends but no place to keep them.
Today’s assessment is with regards to the Hostel. It seems, now. to be a very odd idea to me.
This period of my life requires an extremely tight program manner of thinking lest I go fully mad. To me, its very reminiscent of 1987 when I went to rehab and simply trusted. Into a deep surrender.
NOTHING IS URGENT.
WE HAVE CEASED FIGHTING – ANYTHING OR ANYONE.
Its a time of profound collapsing and submission to a great will, HANDS OFF. Lynne, keep your hands off.