Last night I had a nightmare and woke up so scared that I thought my heart would pound right out of my chest. Needless to say, I had a difficult time falling back to sleep. When I did finally manage to nod off, it was time to get up. Then I had one of those days where everything was a challenge. Now I am not one to wish my life away. But whatever lessons I was supposed to learn today, I hope I “got” them. I am not interested in taking those tests again.
Those of you who read my blog on a regular basis will notice the drastic change in my theme. As part of the current blog challenge in which I am participating, I was encouraged to change my blog’s look.
My favorite color (or non-color, I should say) is black. Most of my wardrobe is black (including my motorcycle gear). Whenever I am given a choice of colors in anything, I choose black. It is introspective, sleek, and classic. So for me to go from a mostly black blog to this bright, somewhat color-spattered theme is somewhat unsettling.
However, in the spirit of personal growth, I am going to leave this new theme in place for a few days to see if I can get used to it. If not, I can always go back to what is safe. Just out of curiosity, let me know what you think of the new look.
Although I thoroughly enjoyed connecting with extended family over the weekend, I am happy to be home. After arriving home from my grandfather’s memorial, we celebrated my mother’s birthday with immediate family. Now I am composing this post on the 45-minute drive home.
I look forward to my dog bombarding me as I walk through the front door, much like Dino did Fred. I look forward to seeing my teenage son who could not make it to dinner. I am also looking forward to snuggling up with hubby in own bed. It’s good to be back in my own familiar environment. As Dorothy said, “There’s no place like home.”
Mauve helicopters in the hangar replace winter’s crystal buds.
Plants in the ground, plants in the ground,
lookin’ like Spring
with my plants in the ground.
Both photos taken with my iPhone 5S. Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge. Week 1: Nature.
Sometimes we need a little change. My mom always used to say when she wanted to change her luck she would change her purse.
This was me a few nights ago.
Sometimes we need radical change. I know when I want the energy in my life to shift I have to do something more.
This is me in my daughter’s kitchen this afternoon. My hair has grown down to my waist.
Yesterday I got a “wild hair,” so to speak, and decided to do something radical. So I made an appointment with my daughter for a haircut.
This is the braid I frequently wear.
It was not my original intent, but I will now research how to donate my braid.
This is the braid I frequently wore… now detached.
Here is the finished product. My daughter is a talented cosmetologist. And I do feel my energy has shifted. Mission accomplished!
Me tonight after a radical change. Feels great!
Last night I dreamed that I was in a house full of random furniture for which I had no room. Try as I might, I couldn’t figure out how to maneuver the furniture so that it would all work together in the house. I always heed the symbolic messages I receive, so as soon as I remembered the dream I began researching.
The dream book to which I usually refer indicated that there are things in my life that need clearing. I immediately thought of all the things I need to trash, give away, or organize. Because of my accident in November, I am still unable to do what would be necessary to handle all of this, so I did the next best thing. I hired somebody to come help me get these projects I’ve been putting off done.
Granted, the job isn’t done yet, but knowing I have a plan makes me feel better already. I am planning exactly what I want done, so the job can be completed efficiently. And silly as it may sound, I feel good about the fact that I am listening to my subconscious and handling the matters that are lurking in the corners of my mind. This will keep my physical space clear, as well as my mental space.
Although we have certainly had warmer days already this year, I heard something tonight that was music to my ears. As my son and I got out of the car, I heard frogs singing from the nearby creek. We stood outside and just listened for a few moments. I am hoping spring has finally sprung.
On this, the first day of Spring, I was thinking about renewal. The skeletal trees begin to bud. Tufts of green start to peek out of the once frozen ground. I don’t know about you, but I sure could use some renewal… renewal of my mind, body, and spirit.
If you’re going through hell, keep going. ~Winston Churchill
I chose this quote earlier this week. Ironically, nobody needs it more than me on this Wisdom Wednesday. Traumatic stress can be a real rollercoaster. Today I will ride it out, knowing tomorrow will be better. I just have to keep moving forward.