tuesday
What's surprising this morning, with two "new" eyes, is how purple the dawn light is. It's not gray out there - it's purple. And the evening sky last night, even though it was clouded over was so blue.
Dreamed that someone in the family had died and all the cousins were gathering here since this is near where our dad's family originally came from. I didn't know they were coming. I had kind of ignored the whole thing, wanting to be a loner. I was outside getting water for a potted plant that was dying of thirst, wilted. My hands were all covered with dirt when they pulled up in a big white bus and all the cousins and their kids started to unload. I held my dirty hands out to the side because I didn't want to accidently touch anyone. No one would talk to be - they ignored me when I greeted them. They formed a double line, going two by two, and were walking in a big circle in the front yard. I tried talking to different people as they walked past me but they acted like I wasn't there. Cousin George was leading them. He was like the master of ceremonies, but silent. Then it dawned on me that what I needed to do was get in the line, but at the end of the line. So I did. Then they all headed over to a place in the side yard. It seemed that that was where my living room was and I had a lot of seats already set up there for everyone. I was the "poor cousin" and this was all I had - benches made of boards set on cement blocks and rocks to sit on. The ceremony was beginning but I said wait a minute I have to water this plant - it's important I get to it before it dies. I splashed some water on it from a bowl and sat down. A little wee girl came up to be and wanted me to smell her hand and tell her what it smelled like. I did. I told her it smelled like the hand of a little girl who had just taken her vitamins. End of dream.
All I can think of was this dream came from listening to the "All There Is with Anderson Cooper" podcast before I fell asleep last night. I was listening to the one with Stephen Colbert. The parting message from the podcast was to not ignore grief, don't avoid it. Feel it. Talk about it as much as you need to. Every time you feel the grief, afterwards you will be capable of feeling more joy. If you come across someone who is grieving be ready to hear the story. You will both be enriched because it will give you a chance to grieve too as you hear it. I think that's why the cousins in the dream were all going two by two - to comfort each other one to one.
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Well, I'm looking forward to my day today because I'll get this plastic shield off my eye and I'll be able to wear my glasses again. The glasses prescription won't be right for my eyes for driving but at least the bifocal parts will be helpful and I will be able to see to read and play piano again.
Dreamed that someone in the family had died and all the cousins were gathering here since this is near where our dad's family originally came from. I didn't know they were coming. I had kind of ignored the whole thing, wanting to be a loner. I was outside getting water for a potted plant that was dying of thirst, wilted. My hands were all covered with dirt when they pulled up in a big white bus and all the cousins and their kids started to unload. I held my dirty hands out to the side because I didn't want to accidently touch anyone. No one would talk to be - they ignored me when I greeted them. They formed a double line, going two by two, and were walking in a big circle in the front yard. I tried talking to different people as they walked past me but they acted like I wasn't there. Cousin George was leading them. He was like the master of ceremonies, but silent. Then it dawned on me that what I needed to do was get in the line, but at the end of the line. So I did. Then they all headed over to a place in the side yard. It seemed that that was where my living room was and I had a lot of seats already set up there for everyone. I was the "poor cousin" and this was all I had - benches made of boards set on cement blocks and rocks to sit on. The ceremony was beginning but I said wait a minute I have to water this plant - it's important I get to it before it dies. I splashed some water on it from a bowl and sat down. A little wee girl came up to be and wanted me to smell her hand and tell her what it smelled like. I did. I told her it smelled like the hand of a little girl who had just taken her vitamins. End of dream.
All I can think of was this dream came from listening to the "All There Is with Anderson Cooper" podcast before I fell asleep last night. I was listening to the one with Stephen Colbert. The parting message from the podcast was to not ignore grief, don't avoid it. Feel it. Talk about it as much as you need to. Every time you feel the grief, afterwards you will be capable of feeling more joy. If you come across someone who is grieving be ready to hear the story. You will both be enriched because it will give you a chance to grieve too as you hear it. I think that's why the cousins in the dream were all going two by two - to comfort each other one to one.
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Well, I'm looking forward to my day today because I'll get this plastic shield off my eye and I'll be able to wear my glasses again. The glasses prescription won't be right for my eyes for driving but at least the bifocal parts will be helpful and I will be able to see to read and play piano again.