In the Valley - Part 2

Feeling around the rock face, my fingers touch a thick vine running down the rock.  Using only my fingers, I pry it away from the rock.  As I test it to see if it will hold me, the sound of rock rolling against rock reaches me. I start to pull myself up the vine, the shifters are getting closer. 

  There is no time for fear of heights now. As I begin to pull myself up, something grabs at my foot.  Instinctively, I kick out and connect with something rubbery and solid.  The impact radiates up my leg.  "Climb now!"  There's that voice again.  I have to admit that is good advice so I redouble my efforts and begin to move faster.  Climbing higher and higher, until I reach the ledge.  I pull myself onto the shelf of the cave like depression.
  
There is a sliver of light shining from deep inside the cave.  I grab a sharp sliver of rock and cut the vine loose.  I feel weight on the vine.  Those shifters are climbing up.   As the vine severs, the "SPLAT" of the shifter hitting the rocks echo in the darkness.

 For now I feel safe.  I lay back to rest a moment and get my bearings.  "Get Up, follow the light".  Its that voice again.  I feel comforted by that voice.  Maybe because I feel that I am not alone.  Maybe because the voice seems to care for me.  Regardless, I listen and obey.  I begin to walk toward the light.

In The Valley - Part 1

I awoke from what seemed a very troubling dream.  It was so dark and still as though it were the middle of the night.  I could see nothing but inky darkness at first.  Then my eyes begin to adjust.  I saw strange shapes shifting in the darkness.

 It seemed that the shapes were whispering, "get her, get her, get her!".

 I know they are coming for me.  My body shivers as my blood runs cold with fear. I shrink back from the edge of the plateau that I had awaken on.  How did I get here?  

 I try to throw rocks at the shifting shapes and I actually land a few good hits.  It seems to be working as they shrink back from me.  I watch in horror as the first one that I hit suddenly multiplies into two more.  I look for the others that I had hit and see they are multiplying also.  I cannot defeat the growing hoard.  I must get away. 

  I look about for a way to escape, any way.  All I see is dark shadows.  Are there any opening in this rocky valley.  There must be a way out.  How did I get here?  I close my eyes.  I listen, sniff the air, feel the shift in the air on my skin.  There a very slight breeze tickling the top of my head.  I look up and there in the distance is a dark depression.  Could that be a way out.

  I stand up being careful to stay out of reach of the shifters (that what I decided to call them).  I try to reach up to pull myself up to the depression but I am not tall enough.  I see a branch protruding from the side of the rock face next to the depression.  Now if I can just find something to pull myself up to it.  The whispers are getting louder. 

My Surgery Prayer

Lord Bless the surgeons to have clear, sharp, and focused minds.
Bless their hearts to be confident, compassionate, and caring.
Bless their hands to be steady, precise, and unerring.
Bless the surgeons' spirits to be calm, peaceful, and anchored so that you may guide them in my care.

My Lord, please, bless the support staff in the OR, in Recovery, and the hospital to be focused, attentive, compassionate, and loving.  Send your Angels to stand in Gap and protect this your child. 
Amen

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Live long enough and something unexpected will happen.  It may be illness, injury, lost of a loved one, etc. .  I chose to write to release my pain and deal with the unexpected.  My imagination takes me outside of my circumstances and allow me to be....

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