What is it about a melt down that just makes me want to isolate, numb-out, turn away from all responding.  I am irresponsible–I do not want to respond to anything.  All the cues of normal life of returning calls, handling projects, finishing little tasks.  They all stop.

I am so affected by others, like a tumbleweed without roots rolling around an arid dry dusty desert.  I want to be a tall wet full solid Douglas fir, standing true for ages in the depth of an isolated unknown untrodden forest.

But I am human and I am going through a change.  Thus the anchor deep in my soul must be in the Divine calm and true.  On the outside, there is a storm.  I need to let the storm take the reins and will rebuild after the wind is finished.