I find myself in the middle of a very dark Wood. I look up and only see a dim light filtering through the trees. There is a smell of decay all around. The leaves on the floor are shrivelled and brown. When I look up I feel claustrophobic. I feel that the trees are going to come crashing down on me. I start to feel panic; I know I will never get out of this wood and that I will die here. I collapse to my knees. The panic overwhelms me and I feel upset and anxious. My hands tremble; my head aches; my stomach churns; my chest is so heavy I cannot take a deep breath. I fall on my knees then collapse on the ground. There is no one to help me; I am so, so lonely. "What have I done to deserve this" I say to myself. There is no hope. I feel weak and sick. That's it! I give up. Better to die here than go through this hell. I hear a rustling in the bushes in front of me. A Fox emerges from the bushes and we look at each other. He seems to be emitting a soft glow that lights up the area around him. His brown and white coat is immaculate. Our eyes meet. His twinkle and, in a strange way; we seem to be communicating. He turns and walks away. "He is going home", I say, "I will follow; he may know a way out of the wood". I get to my feet and stagger after him. It is a long journey and I begin to tire. Then, in the distance I see the light through the trees. Only faintly at first, then, as I get closer, I see we are near the edge of the wood. Suddenly I am out. In front of me is a meadow. The Sun is shining and the meadow is full of wild flowers. Their colours are vivid.
My relief is so great I fall on my knees and thank God for my deliverance and redemption
I turn and look around. The Fox is sitting at the edge of the wood. "What is your name?", I ask. The Fox looks up. "My name is Hope". He gets up and scampers into the undergrowth. I look at the wood. It is a very small wood and I wonder why it upset me so. My headache is gone. My hands are steady, my stomach is settled, I walk on, breathing the clean fresh air and up to my knees in grass and wild flowers..........................................................................................
Best wishes and love. jonathan.
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Sinking into the floor feeling?
The importance of remembering? 
Feel weak like my body is going to shut down
poor dog passed away tonight
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