Listless Cycle???
I have gone months upon months - sleeping peacefully though the night. I know I dream. I think nothing of it when I wake and can not recall what I dreamt about.
Once again this morning, along with MANY other mornings over the past couple of weeks, my sleep was interrupted by the most unpleasant of dreams.
This mornings woke me in tears, left me not wanting to go back to sleep.
Yesterdays - an interwoven story of several different people - all who ended up dead. There was a suicide. A brother whose funeral I missed because nobody bothered to contact me to let me know something had happened to him. There was a murder.
I was also told I must have dreamt of something involving a car accident. *I was talking in my sleep* I do not remember anything about this segment.
I find myself hoping that these dreams are nothing more than my readiness for change. Leaving of the old, space for the coming of the new...
I hate waking up with a heavy heart - unable to control my tears.
Once again this morning, along with MANY other mornings over the past couple of weeks, my sleep was interrupted by the most unpleasant of dreams.
This mornings woke me in tears, left me not wanting to go back to sleep.
Yesterdays - an interwoven story of several different people - all who ended up dead. There was a suicide. A brother whose funeral I missed because nobody bothered to contact me to let me know something had happened to him. There was a murder.
I was also told I must have dreamt of something involving a car accident. *I was talking in my sleep* I do not remember anything about this segment.
I find myself hoping that these dreams are nothing more than my readiness for change. Leaving of the old, space for the coming of the new...
I hate waking up with a heavy heart - unable to control my tears.