Friday, January 11, 2019

1220: Dreams of "Home"

It is 11:25pm.

Today is 1/11. That might be a "lucky" number, but this morning I'm having some trouble getting going. I slept really late because I have been so exhausted lately. I woke up with a headache. I went to the grocery store and spent longer there than I really wanted....then got asked a really rude and super personal question by the check out girl...

Time to let that go I guess....It is almost afternoon. I can't let this crummy morning ruin the rest of the day...even though I'd really be okay with crawling in bed and sleeping through what's left of it.

Last night I had a second dream about living in Sedona. Or at least bringing my kids there...not really sure. Sometimes my dreams are crazy vivid but crazy busy. I lose a lot of details in the madness.  My mom and I took a trip there and we only had 2 days to see what we wanted to...of course we missed most of it. There were beautiful streams and places for the kids to play that I wish were real and close by. But the part that pulled on my heart string
s the most was a piece of art outside of some building. It was a painting or an engraving of a baby, and it was dedicated to someone's son. I felt such a beautiful since of connection and understanding in this place. Like there were other people who "got it" and appreciated the beauty of grief and the crumbled life it leaves behind. They knew the aching of my heart and the tiredness of my soul. It was instantly a feeling of "home."

If only the answer to all my problems would just show up like a miracle so I could just rest and bring my kids to this place I dreamed of. In the mean time, I guess I need to make a list of all the things I need to "work on" and get started....

Sending you guys all lots of love. I pray we all find the place where our souls feel at home.

Go change the world. Do it for Elijah.

Thank you


Oh the beauty in rest and understanding.
I feel like I have "worked" hard enough already.
My heavy heart just wants a rest. 
Send me love sweet boogie.
I love and miss you so much.
Always
<3 






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