amazing things are happening--again, still, finally. I blessed my room and myself and my body is functioning. I am healed. God is in this place, and in me. I feel whole and strong and terrifying like I should be. I feel my purpose, and the ability to achieve it.

Sometimes, when women let things go in their spirit or come to divine realizations, they get their period. Mine came 2 weeks early and I was trying to figure out why, what physically caused it. But I realized that it wasn't physical. When I was on the mainland I came to certain conclusions and realizations and asked God for physical signs of those changes. It took a while for the realizations to soak into me and solidify. They are solid now, though. And so I bleed. All the sickness that was in my body is coming out, is being sloughed off. This body is a temple that carries my spirit in the world--my spirit is sanctified and so, too, is my body. There isn't room for sickness in a holy place. There isn't room for filler when there's so much good.

Things aren't changing--they have changed. Things have solidified and I am just catching up to them.