processing

i've put some of our photos up on flickr - follow the link to the right to see the set of photos. once you get to flickr i recommend viewing them as a slideshow. i've put 80 of the 1,000 i've got.

processing the time spent occurs in a fashion very unfamiliar to me - i've been on treks to mexico, and been to conferences and classes where i've been immersed in wonderful experiences of learning and growing. the decompression from those is nothing like what occurs now. i'm going to ride it for what's it worth trying to record and work through as many thoughts as possible. i was hoping to get away for the entire weekend but it doesn't look like that will happen - be sure i will get some time alone.

stories of our time their will slowly make their way here - i think at this point i'll share one of the more "grandiose". i believe it was the 3rd or 4th night we were in camp as i was falling asleep i began to have a dream (which is rare occurence for me to have a dream upon falling asleep and especially to remember it) where i was confronted, attacked really, by a spirit of darkness. even now i can still picture it to some degree, appearing as a black dense cloud it came at me. i turned to my side to wake steve up - to no avail - i couldn't both wake steve and fight against the spirit. on my knees face to the ground i prayed and the next image i have is andy and steve jumping to my side linking arms.

waking up i tell steve about the dream and he tells of his similar dreams that have been occuring the last few days. we stay awake most of the night praying - andy laying beside us sick to the point of exhaustion.

an eye opening experience to the reality of the unseen struggle, it wasn't the last night or the last time i felt the struggle all around us. the beautiful part is knowing the victory at hand and the protection offered.

goodnight.