Monday, June 16, 2014

2014-06-15 Sunday

As I wrote yesterday, today the kittens were one year old. My blog post of pictures of the kittens from the birth of Midnight until her two sisters were adopted is located at I became quite sad and shed more than a few tears as I created that post and remembered the months with the kittens via the many photographs I have taken.

Today the Kitty kids ate the last of the cat food. I suppose I shall feed them lunchmeat until I have the funds to purchase more cat food.

While responding today to a question regarding spirituality, I reread St. John of the Cross' The Dark Night of the Soul.

The Dark Night of the Soul

St John Of the Cross

On a dark night,
Kindled in love with yearnings–oh, happy chance!–
I went forth without being observed,
My house being now at rest.
In darkness and secure,
By the secret ladder, disguised–oh, happy chance!–
In darkness and in concealment,
My house being now at rest.
In the happy night,
In secret, when none saw me,
Nor I beheld aught,
Without light or guide, save that which burned in my
This light guided me
More surely than the light of noonday
To the place where he (well I knew who!) was awaiting me–
A place where none appeared.
Oh, night that guided me,
Oh, night more lovely than the dawn,
Oh, night that joined Beloved with lover,
Lover transformed in the Beloved!
Upon my flowery breast,
Kept wholly for himself alone,
There he stayed sleeping, and I caressed him,
And the fanning of the cedars made a breeze.
The breeze blew from the turret
As I parted his locks;
With his gentle hand he wounded my neck
And caused all my senses to be suspended.
I remained, lost in oblivion;
My face I reclined on the Beloved.
All ceased and I abandoned myself,
Leaving my cares forgotten among the lilies.

I have still been ill today. So I slept almost all day. Tonight the weakness in my leg is less; however, I still have a severe headache and lots of nausea. The ibuprofen does not seem to help the pain in my head nor does the nausea treatment (a teaspoon of baking soda mixed into half a glass of water) stop the nausea.

Thus I shall in this journal entry now. I pray that tomorrow bring some relief.


  1. A powerful poem, SSN.

  2. Thank you for sharing the poem.

    I took Ibuprofen for my bad back, but I seemed to quickly build a tolerance to it. I found myself taking more and more and getting less and less relief. Maybe your doctor can put you on something else, at least for a little bit, to give your body a break.