I know I’ve been quiet the last couple of weeks, except for the two posts I had scheduled. Haven’t made it to many blogs or promoted on social media. It all comes down to a dream I had two weeks ago.
I was having one of those vivid dreams where I was in one place and then another. Part of it, I was in downtown Sacramento crossing the Golden or Yellow Bridge. But then it all changed, and I was in a doctor’s office with two female doctors. I was sitting on the paper-lined table in the blue gown when one of the doctors looked at me and burst out laughing. She then pointed to the chart and said, “I can see you haven’t been resting like you are supposed to.” She then went on to point out a couple of issues she saw. It felt so real, I popped awake and couldn’t get it out of my head. I still can’t.
Wherever this message came from, it felt like I needed to listen. Luckily, I had just finished my first draft, and that needs to sit, so a break seemed possible. I let things go with my store as well and slowed down. Of course, for me, that meant exercising more if health is my focus. I was going to see my doctor, not to mention I had a dream, but get things checked out. But, I found out my doctor retired and sold the practise. No notice. The new doctor starts in a month. I thought about moving doctors and still might, but there went that appointment, at least for now.
I thought my family would find my dream amusing, but instead, they told me to listen to it. Dreams about my health aren’t common for me, but giving me ideas to write about are. I once had a dream about a young boy, and there were even credits at the end of it. I did take notes and will be looking for them soon.
I know dreams are where we work out our problems or attempt to make some sense of them. Unless they are just confused and disjointed, like our lives might be. They might be portals for our creativity. I also believe our bodies and perhaps a higher being might pass on a message or two.
During this downtime, I found some good advice last week. Instead of me saying I have to do something, I change it to I get to do something. That sure changed my perspective. I think my writing became I have to instead of I get to. It took a dream to remind me of what is important, in its unique way.
Still, I’m not good at just sitting. Downtime leads me to look around, and ideas for projects bubble up. I did do some painting on the outside trim last weekend, but quit when I got tired, not pushing through like I usually do. And I took a break the next day, which was Mother’s Day. We took a wonderful Harley ride by the river. I appreciated every flower and beautiful sight I saw that day. Other than that, I have taken things slowly.
When will I be back? Not sure, but know when I’m visiting your blog or reading a book, I’m doing it because I get to!
How about you? Had any dreams that got your attention or gave you an idea for a book?
Embrace your inner child by taking good care of yourself! Denise
