I can't understand it, but for the past three nights in a row I have been having nightmares. As I sit here and type, I can visualize last nights epic adventure into mayhem. It was just awful, terrors in a church, and I lived in the church, a little cute cottage attached off to the side. Hundreds of people were trying to help me escape the attacks and I was ridden of all my posessions.
Maybe this is a sign. I have nothing to really speak of, a car, a computer, a few clothes, a TV and an exercise machine. What I actually have is the Grace of God's beauty all around me, my loving family and friends. My compassionate doctors and nurses. The neighborhood kitty that likes to say hello.
I don't really want for what I don't have except to say that what I have is what I want.
All I know is that my dream literally scared me to surrender everything.
Maybe tonight I will dream about puppies! HA
Love to all
Dreams can be the funniest thing! I took a heavy-duty pain med one night and that night, in my dreams, explored the entire country of Canada in my hubby's silver pickup. The dream went on and on and on. I have never used that med again. lol
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