Dreams and Word FragmentsJun 13, 2023
I don't often remember mine. When I do, I feel like I did when I was a little girl and find that the tooth fairy visited in the night.
Like I've been in the presence of something magical.
In the past couple of years, instead of images, I've been waking up with words and phrases. It's as if I wake up mid-sentence or mid-thought.
But this week, I feel like I'm collecting fragments; pieces of a puzzle.
Pieces are missing.
There's not a clear image.
The harder I work, the blurrier the image. The more I try to focus, the less I see.
And yet, it feels like it's right on the tip of my tongue.
Breathe. Just breathe.
I'm called to surrender.
To release my grip.
To hold things lightly.
It feels contrary to what we've been taught; counterintuitive, even.
But that is the space where the magical ah-ha moments happen.
And that space is where I'm trying my best to land.
My wish for you is that you surrender to whatever is just out of focus in your life and that you receive clarity of vision.