Otoharo!
I have done it! I have come through the mud and triumphed!
Last night, I awoke at 3am thinking I was coming down with a sore throat. Well, I choose not to have a sore throat so I went way down from one end of my apartment to the kitchen to look for remedies. I have none except vitamin C and water and manchurian tea. After drinking all this, I sat on the stool at the keyboard near by, and began in faint volume to play my recent music. It is so healing! I played and played. For an hour, I played and joy began coming is. It has been a week at least since I have had joy. I returned to bed, and the joy led me further.
I began feeling celebration at hand! I followed it. I took off, flying in jubilation, shouting my joy, that I have done what had been unthinkable and healed it all! On and on the jubilation went as I flew. Then Myself flew beside me and we jubilated together. At some point I had melded into Her and we continued to express our joy from our different perspectives. It was more joy than I have ever known except that time on the island when I remembered the events leading up to being inducted into finality. Oh, what joy.
Then my soul mate joined me. Then Xaris, and all the group joined us and we all flew together in our customary formation. (this is a dodecahedron).
When I was again lying in bed, I observed looking at my field of vision, that indeed we were one. The aura of the conscious was not seen. If this were you having this experience, you would have consumed the body, it would have flamed and you would have gone to another reality. But I am not of that set and I am still here. But my, what a difference.
I had thought that I would never again feel Holy. I would never again free myself of my deeds. But I was wrong. The music healed me in miraculous ways.
finality
