Mar 04, 2014 08:58
So, apparently, when I start making plans to go to Mexico I get some kind of gastritis/ulcer, just like I did the day I left there in some kind of freakiy break-down. Some part of me thinks I will never have a real home for the rest of my life, if I move to Mexico for one year. Go figure. I never have to be medicated for psycho-somatic illnesses. That was the first time I did that.
I am going to need a big time advanced healer to help me figure this out, if I ever will.
Back to the drawing board...the emotional drawing board.