BREAKTHROUGH
					
					In the early hours of the morning
					I awake from a deep, restful sleep
					the first in a relentless while
					unimpaired by the nudgings of my mind
					calling me � persisting � unabated
					a knowing � so close
					A �tapping� at the periphery of my thoughts

					A smile forms my lips as I bask in
					the peace of the morning
					the light peeking through the edges of the blinds
					the promise of a sunny fresh day
					The sound of a young woodpecker
					just outside my window stifles a laugh as I muse 
					how oddly soothing is its tap
					a gentle reminder

					I stretch out of bed careful not to disturb the man beside
					who smiles when he sleeps
					I tiptoe faster than usual down the stairs
					a spring in my step
					excited for this particular mornings� ritual
					I am so close
					I can feel it
					all the pieces laid out
					almost touching the thing that ties it all together

					I �eyelash� glue the special bindhi on my forehead
					the specularite stone beneath my feet
					gifts from the man with the dancing eyes
					I am still glowing from the success of the night before
					Finally the clarity to voice the thing I had needed to say for so long
					without accusation without judgement
					but with love purpose and a sense of empowerment
					And I was awarded with a flood of understanding
					as we stepped over another hurdle
					and celebrated the possibilities that lay before us

					I don the ear phones 
					the blanket warm comforting my shoulders
					as I listen for the 3rd 4th  maybe 5th time 
					not sure of which
					doesn�t matter
					every time I hear it differently
					the revelations now streaming fast

					I am tingling as the song of the birds and wind
					and even my own breath
					fade into the background
					lulled by a familiar rhythm
					present and focused in the voices
					Perhaps moments perhaps longer
					Archangel Raphael�s voice is almost shaken
					as a sharp knife-like pain 
					jabs into a point in the crown of my head
					I stop the gasp of fear before it starts
					and relax into my now quickened heart 
					breathing with the pattern of the Universe
					in one
					out two
					in three
					out five
					in eight
					out

					I feel an energy slowly spiral up through 
					all parts of my body
					I see a ribbon pull out of the point in crown of my head
					with triangular flags attached 
					like a string of pennants
					each one an episode in my life
					each unfurling as the string slips out

					I am the observer now
					calm
					watching this great story play out
					each vision a nighttime memory 
					a thread of darkness weaving through the little films
					tying it all together
					each one dramatic 
					each one full of shock

					I smile with recognition

					The light streams into me
					as I watch the lifetime of strings
					with the attachments to darkness
					the attachments to shock
					pull out of me unfurl and float away

					And I weep with Joy
					knowing that with it
					are gone
					the physical shocks 
					that plagued my spine
					for oh so many years
					a mysterious illness that kept me in the dark
					for oh so very long
					searching for what was wrong

					Then a name 
					a label
					Electro Hyper Sensitive
					Then the fear
					To be near
					People with cells and wireless things
					Grew
					I dropped my career my family the life I knew 
					I ran 
					Rooted in terror
					I was immobile
					alone
					isolated
					I stumbled upon a light
					I meditated
					I prayed morning noon and night

					Now as tears of gratitude stream down my face
					I am filled with Grace
					A knowing deep within
					I am free