Back In Life

The pain has subsided. The surges and crippling knives have gone calm and quiet. They have retreated back into the mystery from which they came. I am grateful, fresh from the memory of incessant assault on the senses. I again am free to let the mind wander, to see, from a place of peace, what is in front of me, to decide what it is I want to do, how it is I would like to spend this day, not beset by the harassing horde of nervous agitation. It's a gift, and I know that it is easy to forget, once one is here, back in the land of the well, with all the distraction that comes with being here. I will try to remember and to bow in gratitude for the day. I want to use it well.