Something like a month has gone by since I started my experiments.

I think it was quitting alcohol that was so hard. Really, really hard. Pete helped me with that, saying I could call 24/7. I didn't actually have to do that, but it was good to know I could.

On the other hand, having orgasms I think I can handle, kind of, as long as I don't have one too often. I have limited myself to one a week. I can handle that.

The first one I had after three weeks of abstinence was pure, one of a kind, spontaneous combustion. I didn't have to fantasize or even touch my body. It just happened. Luckily, I was by myself. I don't believe that has ever happened before, and I don't assume it will likely ever happen again. I'm not even sure I would want it to, although the rush of neuro-chemicals was spectacular. It was also kind of unsettling. We really have no control over some things.

The bookstore had a sale: $5 for a shopping bag full of used books, found in boxes out on the street out front. I found Reflections on a Course in Miracles, which I had never read, but I know it was read by everyone and their sister when it first came out. Also in that bag of goodies that I scored was the Mists of Avalon. Hounds of the Baskervilles. And Your Psychic Pet. And various and sundry titles you would think I was such a nerd if you knew what they were.

Violin playing goes well. Not that it sounds good yet, it's only been a week! But I do hear myself making sounds that I like, so even though my neck muscles are getting sore at this point, and I may not be holding the bow correctly, I keep trying. My lessons start in September. I look forward to reading more of all of the spiritual/physical experiments here. What we're doing is truly amazing and endlessly fascinating.

xo Galileo