At late night I started feeling a bit ill. There is a kind of stomach flu that is going around the house. I am, however, almost 24 hours off caffeine, and I started the mostly raw foods diet this morning as well. I always forget how wonderful I feel when I eat a lot of raw (I try and drink only green shakes during the day and have one cooked meal at night, and I ultimately plan on reducing cooked meals to one every few days). In the afternoon I slept deeply for 2 1/2 hours and then we went out to the contra dance, that was very fun. I am tired now but happy, and I think I’ll be fine within a day or two.
I am a bit altered-state from the liquid diet – I get quite high from drinking juices, especially carrot juice. Unlike a caffeine high, it feels very healthy though, like my body is healing and detoxing from all the caffeine and the stress of the last few months. So, on balance, everything is moving forward according to plan.
What is a successful adaptation?
Some more negative feedback this morning, another message from a friend. I suppose it’s nice to be loved :-).
This did make me wonder however, why is it that people who make unusual / creative adaptations that are outside the norm, are viewed with such suspicion. Carl Jung once wrote that neurotics are generally very intelligent and sensitive individuals who, because of unusual / high needs, are not able to make an adaptation to a society that can only deal with a certain deviation from the norm. This may have been true for me in the past (inability to make a successful adaptation), but it is not any more. I have found my passion and my purpose in life, I have love in my life and a large support network, and so far I have been able to make a living :-). As the execution of my dream now requires a higher level of income than I ever had to generate before, my creativity and resourcefulness are being heavily challenged.
This is not a bad thing. Finding a way to support my family and still have a life has become a matter of psychic survival. Eventually I will find a way to support myself that draws on my passion (such as my writing) but in the meantime, I will do whatever I need to do. The polyphasic sleep experiment is simply the next stage of my development. It’s not really any more “crazy” than putting my most intimate thoughts all over the internet (which a lot of people find pretty weird too). And yet I have found this style of writing, and the blogs, essential to my development. It has given me a happiness and freedom that I have seeking all my life, that I knew must exist, and that has taken me 25 years to find.
I became acutely aware today that both my house (the physical environment) and my network (personal friends and clients of the business) have suffered from my absence over the past 6 months. It was a bitter-sweet feeling to get that: sad that it had happened, particularly as I wished that when I had started my latest job (a technical writer for an insurance company) I had known what I know now about polyphasic sleep. Especially the Everyman schedule, that may have enabled me to save my job which, although it was not ideal, paid the bills. On the other hand, this job was at the root of the extraordinary expansion of my life over the last 6 months, when I first got the job it saved my ass in a tough situation, and it’s a reasonable hope that it has fulfilled its purpose in my life and that something better will now emerge. This is a “woo-woo” kind of awareness, which is not a common one, and not something that everyone can understand. I believe in the possibility of perfect manifestation – and at a higher level of consciousness, perfect manifestation always happens anyway. We create whatever experiences we need to grow.
Very tired now, and happy. I am really looking forward to starting the experiment.
