Hello to you. How are you this morning? I have been sleeping but just don’t feel rested if that makes sense. It seems like a long time since I woke up where you stretch and yawn and just feel rejuvenated. It doesn’t help having pretty much nonstop dreams lately, most of which I am not remembering. Which isn’t a bad thing because at least then I’m staying in bed and not getting up to write dreams down constantly through the night.
The dream that was memorable from last night was of being in like a hospital type setting and seeing people throwing up. Then I was out in a field being “zombie bait” and yelling at a bunch of pale, shambling people trying to come after me. Then I saw drawings similar to those I did when my friend and I were talking about chakras and holistic health. Before I woke up I was in Prince Roger’s Nelsons car and nervous to drive it lol.
WEIRD! I’m thinking the zombies symbolized how a lot of Americans have become when it comes to health and their well being. Anyhew, writing my dreams down and sharing helps me lol – so thank you for enduring.
So warning, don’t talk about selling your house if you aren’t prepared to have someone actually ask you to sell your house!
I went to bed upset last night because my friend and I were talking about our selling our house to them. For as many times as I’ve talked about it and wanted to do it, we know we just can’t do it right now. With Kyle’s job situation, my health, our fragile finances, having two dogs and all our stuff…we just can’t hop out of this house easily. If Kyle had a secure job, I was more stable and we knew we had a place to smoothly transition to, we’d seriously consider it! Sometimes having bought a house feels like a trap lol. I don’t know if anyone can relate to what I’m talking about here. It must be so stressful for people and families who do this all the time. Moving was so much easier when I was in the military!
Today I saw some stuff a friend posted about being in a sacred place and she was taking stuff from it for the work she does. I found myself getting upset. I guess because I used to do it too. I’ve always been a “rockhound” and like to pick up rocks and stones when I’m in nature. In recent years I’ve stopped myself from doing this or at least I put them back where I found them. I’m getting even more reluctant to buy more crystals and stuff like I used to. I guess I realize that if I buy crystals, take dirt, rocks or other things from sacred public places, then other people’s experience in this world will be diminished.
It seems like as human beings we have it embedded in us to touch things, to want to collect tangible momentos from travels to such places, to take resources that will benefit us financially. It is easy to forget in our fervor there will be others who follow in our steps. We must find restraint and acknowledge that if we take everything from these places, all that will be left for future generations will be a barren vistas.