September 3, 2002
The road narrows; prayer a neccesity.
I did not meditate until damn near sundown today.
Operating on my own power.
I was ready to toss things out the window, burn my condo down, wanted to trade my soul for an old car and then drive the car into the lake.
I don't know why I fight it so; even when I am right in the middle of it, I know that I am suffering due to my refusal to submit to the disipline.
I tapped into the power; immediate peace, sense of well-being, of guidance and direction.
I am stubborn.