Dreams and Urgency and Fatigue
Last night I woke around 3am and was awake until well after four. My thoughts kept swirling around the Ereshkigal devotional: what I was going to write, how I was going to divide the material I have in mind, how much personal disclosure I'm going to do, and etc.
When I finally got back to sleep, I dreamed about being in a room with five or six other women dressed in outfits ranging from the 1920's back to not-sure-when, most of whom had at least a slightly scandalous reputation, and all of whom were authors. Subtle, my subconscious is not.
Then I had a dream about pulling from my backside a pencil, lots of long dark hair, and a long, thick piece of rubbery-sticky stuff. Getting unstuck regarding my creativity, perhaps?
I've been feeling very run down the past couple of days, and very out of contact with the inner. My teacher has assured me before that these intervals happen to everyone from time to time, and while I need to be firm with myself where my practices are concerned and not let myself off the hook too easily, there are some days when it just ain't happening, and that's okay.
This evening, in stark contrast to last week's encounter with Tiwaz, I said bluntly, "I'm really tired. In fact, I'm feeling kind of overwhelmed right now, and I ask your support in my time of weakness. I promise I'll get back on top of things soon. But right now I ask your patience and help." And he was fine with that, saying in effect, That's part of what being a god is about.
It's 8:45pm and I think I'm heading for bed.
When I finally got back to sleep, I dreamed about being in a room with five or six other women dressed in outfits ranging from the 1920's back to not-sure-when, most of whom had at least a slightly scandalous reputation, and all of whom were authors. Subtle, my subconscious is not.
Then I had a dream about pulling from my backside a pencil, lots of long dark hair, and a long, thick piece of rubbery-sticky stuff. Getting unstuck regarding my creativity, perhaps?
I've been feeling very run down the past couple of days, and very out of contact with the inner. My teacher has assured me before that these intervals happen to everyone from time to time, and while I need to be firm with myself where my practices are concerned and not let myself off the hook too easily, there are some days when it just ain't happening, and that's okay.
This evening, in stark contrast to last week's encounter with Tiwaz, I said bluntly, "I'm really tired. In fact, I'm feeling kind of overwhelmed right now, and I ask your support in my time of weakness. I promise I'll get back on top of things soon. But right now I ask your patience and help." And he was fine with that, saying in effect, That's part of what being a god is about.
It's 8:45pm and I think I'm heading for bed.