I woke up a few mornings ago, sweating and racked with anxiety. I had been having bad dreams. Different dreams all night long that all had a common connecting factor. They were laced with the emotion of fear. Fear of losing the people I loved. Fear of not stepping up in my career and fulfilling my true purpose. Fear of physical harm coming to myself in a variety of forms. Dream after dream had hit me via my unconscious mind and I had woken up feeling like I had been beaten with clubs all night, rather than the truth, which was that I had been sleeping in a soft king size bed with my loving partner in a plush Florida hotel room.
I have recently become fascinated with how human beings create and bring to life our stories – how we are able to take a dream or a vision and then turn it into a reality that can be lived, breathed and shared with those around us.
First you think,
Thinking is safe – no one has to know what is going through the privacy of your head
Then you talk,
Talk is cheap they say,
We have reached the end of the 2013 chapter.
The final words have been spoken and the last sentence written. Perhaps you feel relief that you have ‘made it through another one’ largely intact. Perhaps you feel joy as you look back over a year full of love, connection and accomplishments. Or maybe in retrospect, you barely had time to draw breath as the days, weeks and months flew past and left you remarking to friends and loved ones ‘How is it Christmas already’?
Have you ever had one of those days where you have woken up and feel slightly out of place?
A few seconds off the pace?
Annoyed by loud noises or people getting in your way?
By things not arriving or people not responding?
Yep me too.
