Shielded from the mind

I'm going through changes. One of the heaviest is that I couldn't make love work so I'm mourning the now finished relationship. I'm living in a new apartment and I enjoy being here. Some nights are long and full of terrors, mostly related to health issues I had to go through a year and a half ago. I'm mourning that as well. I see people recovering faster than me. I make that comparison. It's stupid. My mind does that. I noticed lately that we have this eternal holy war were it says things to me and I suffer when I believe it. I assume most minds work more or less the same way in the sense that they talk to their, let's say host, meaning: the human body. After my surgery, something changed. It's not like I was immediately changed (which I believe I may have but that's for another day) but as time passed, I started to feel more... I don't know, spiritual. I mean, just six months ago I was defining the purpose of life in this very blog. That's as spiritual as you get. Or at least the…