2011-06-22 1st journal, Mayan day 2 The Roac ? Text Companion - Intro: I hardly know what to title this journal. First of all, apologies for being away so long. I have a house guest, now, and have been involved with that. While for most of you it might be more a regular thing, for us hermits it’s a little off-putting. It is so different to share one’s space. I had difficulty imagining myself journaling, turning on the camera, with someone else around. I’m getting over that, now, so I’m back. As usual, it’s a bit tricky to wrap these linear words around what’s going on inside. I’m sure you’ve been there, done that, and know what I mean. Anything deep at all can be a challenge to express with words. We do our best. I’ve been feeling a bit the fool, of late. As I envision self speaking to the camera, going on and on - well, I just feel somewhat like an idiot. Please don’t be in mind when you hear this. I don’t speak from that place. Only in heart can you get my drift here - my meaning. Perhaps I’ve been in higher consciousness that before, and from that space the previous space seems simply foolish. Hard to say. Something like that, though - that’s what it feels like. At first I didn’t know how long my friend would stay - maybe a day or three. We didn’t discuss it before she arrived. So, though I could have easily gone a few days without recording - well, looks like 10 days is going to be more accurate, and that’s too long...