by Pauline June Ross (who survived)
Time to change her diet-- not so hard, she was almost vegetarian, anyway. Her kids had covered
up the vegetable garden with straw, to keep it mulched and open, and keep the weeds away. Now thanks to Dr. Holly and Dr. Branny, she was becoming
strong enough to go back to work on it soon. Until then, there was an organic farm nearby |
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Polly went out to the vegetable garden to see what was happening, and pulled back the straw. She
found potatoes she must have planted two years before, during the gloomy time, and forgotten about. One was eaten by a slug, oh well. The
rest were happy and heathy and smiled at her. Life was taking a good turn if she could go back to vegetable gardening. She was so pleased
she had the kids cover the garden with straw
Dum spiro spero. While I breathe I hope
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| Now Polly visualized a re-aligned energy field back in balance, a row of seven untwisted
knickers on a clothes line, the self healing Yang Yin, and her prodigal soul coming back. Quite the visualization.
 She walked along the forest trail, trees, the meadow, the creek, and back to the pond. In here she
threw a wish for all of these things. Are they not all the same?  And here came the the dog to help out------
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"There once was a hiker named Polly But, still walking!
The wheelchair now parked in the garden shed, an ad in the paper, someone can use it, she'll phone.
Across the arms was resting a half used box of catheters, thank you, Dr. Holly, once more, and forever!
No more repulsive catheter kits stuffed into a pack, she'll braid them into a wreath, and hang it
on the wall.
One flat mile, easy enough. Two flat miles, puff, puff, but okay. Three flat miles, getting very
tired. Stop for lunch, okay after a while, glad to go back, slowly. Still walking, still walking, still walking!
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