When I awoke one morning, I found I had a small blemish on one cheek. Thinking I had probably scraped myself while shaving, I paid no attention to it. Over the next several days, however, the irritation spread until it covered one side of my face and was spreading onto my neck. The condition was most noticeable, and I was very much aware of its constant itching.
I set to work on the problem through prayerful metaphysics but gave what might be described as a shotgun type of treatment. I mentally attacked and argued from every standpoint that occurred to me. It wasn't very inspired work. I was not listening for divine guidance but imposing my own views as to what was wrong and what should be done about it. The condition persisted.
At this time I was breaking off a relationship in which I had been involved for quite some time. I was trying very hard to realize the usefulness and joy of sound relationships, and that they reflect divine qualities and cannot be confining or upsetting to anyone. This problem, too, seemed difficult to heal.
