Showing posts from February, 2016


(This is Linda's daily experience.) Stop what you are doing, right this moment. That means you cannot move any part of you. Your feet are stuck to the ground. Your thighs and your bottom are stuck to the seat, whatever your position was, when the noise struck you. You cannot change to a more comfortable position, not even an inch. Your toes are immobile, your hands are useless, your fingers too will not move a fraction. You have an itch on your face, another coming to your head. But, you cannot move to scratch them. They are irritating, but impossible. So however itchy or demanding the itches become, you still cannot move to scratch them. Of course you want to. It is a simple enough gesture, quick as a flash in the normal moving world. But no, you cannot move your finger, lift your arm, find your face, move your head, even a degree from where it currently is. None of these movements are possible, all removed from possibility in one bizarre instant, caused. b