Apr 15, 2008 02:46
I haven't continued my reading of the Bhagavad Gita since my dream about seeing Krishna. They appeared as an older women, who reminded me of a Nana like figure. A soft but wrinkled face, a tender voice and soft grey hair. She held my hand and spoke to me, her voice made me feel calm and safe. During our conversation she helped me figure out what I should concerning my living situation. Whether or not I should go back to New Mexico, whether or not I should confront the people who abused me and whether or not I should stay in college or go do my own thing.
The decision was my own, but she helped steer me in the "right" direction. The direction that was my true path, the direction that was the right way to go and destination. The plan of attack, was to keep going day to day and work on my healing. That my friends are my new family which consists of Ben, his wife Megan, Ian, Ali, Chris and his wife Jess.
I'm glad that Chris is helping me with my spirituality and keeping my head straight through it all. He gives me books and different perspectives to acknowledge, and helps put me back together when I fall apart. When I fall they help me back up, brush me off and tell me that I'm doing well and to keep on going. And if I need to rest, they stick with me. I'm grateful to have them in my life, and this topic will probably come up again in future posts because I still can't wrap my head around it completely.
So...it's 3 am and I have class at 9 30 which I need to go to.
Goodnight my friends.