You know... the only thing that really helps me when my mind starts flooding with pain and sadness... its that old tried and true kind of stuff.... this will pass.... this is your illness talking.... float above it..... rest in the peace you imagine.... escape the pain your illness imposes.... stuff like that.

I give in to ranting sometimes.... did my share of it around here tonight already... but when I decide I have had enough i repeat until I get it that I am not in a position to figure anything out in the state I am in. I let it go to Creator and invite my ancestors to sit with me, to comfort me, to love me through to the other side of my consciousness.