Sea Foam & Sea Salt
I woke up from such an amazing dream this morning, it was beautiful through so many forms and meaning of this word, but also incedibly and fighteningly sad. Yet, the sorrow in it seemed to have made it more beautiful. Through the windows of that dreams there were lots of images of crushing sea waves and splatters of salty sea foams... I think all of the visions close to my waking up point were bathed in a midnight blue with a tint of sea jade green in it. Especially one of the last parts, that reflected yet not reflected an incident that went on in my life recently - and how it's likely to end. A simple butterfly knot tying the complex chain of events, a simple sunset, the inescapable sunset of our story. I've hurt someone's feeling and he hurt me back and the waking day ahead of me is the night our bitter emotions.
But even before the sorrowful mistness of its closing - it was beautiful. It spoke of friends, of heart connections. I have these, few and precious. And they're all I need. It was a dream colored with the soothing firelight of a tribal meeting of all who've ever mattered to me and all whom I've mattered too. It was beautiful... yesterday was a hard day for me, physically and emotionally... it was frightening. I had to learn something new about myself and this is never easy, neither was the experimantel preperations. It was an awful, tiresome long day and at the end of it I fell on my bed unconcious with the knowledge that the worse is yet to come.
I can't speak of my life as of this week, not that I ever could. But at least I had a dream I am happy to share.
It was really very beautiful.
But even before the sorrowful mistness of its closing - it was beautiful. It spoke of friends, of heart connections. I have these, few and precious. And they're all I need. It was a dream colored with the soothing firelight of a tribal meeting of all who've ever mattered to me and all whom I've mattered too. It was beautiful... yesterday was a hard day for me, physically and emotionally... it was frightening. I had to learn something new about myself and this is never easy, neither was the experimantel preperations. It was an awful, tiresome long day and at the end of it I fell on my bed unconcious with the knowledge that the worse is yet to come.
I can't speak of my life as of this week, not that I ever could. But at least I had a dream I am happy to share.
It was really very beautiful.