May 15, 2009

  • January 28, 2007

    The "honkers" just flew over our home on the way to the Chattahoochee River.  I feel so alive & assured when I hear them.  God's in Her Heaven and all is right with the world.  Our townhouse doesn't have the beautiful view that our apartment had but we are on the same level as the tree tops and you can hear and see the birds as they forage for food.  If I had spent more time trying to identify bird songs, I would have my hands full with identification this morning.

    The cats are gathering around.  It must be time for me to fill food and water dishes and clean their scratch boxes.  However, it is Sunday morning and I am NOT moving!

    What a wonderful gift to have OT home on Saturday and Sunday.  Thank you for changing his hours!  When he is home I feel that our "house" is a home.  I enjoy picking up and running the vacuum.  This probably sounds strange.  Without OT, I would probably just keep my bedroom clean since this is where I would hangout.  But with Own home on weekends, I need to keep the downstairs clean and I'll spend more time cleaning in that area.

    I am having difficulty writing.  Can't seem to control the speed my pen (I was writing in my journal).  My thoughts move faster than my hand can write -- creates messy hand writing and looks like unclear thinking.  I prefer to use the computer but it is not comfortable to sit at for long stretches of time.  Plus, I just haven't found a satisfactory way and place to journal.

    The tarot cards have been very positive and supportive recently.  They are encouraging me to let the past go and move on.  Something that needs to be done everyday.  Also, my dreams of late have been filled with people who are not familiar and places I have never been before.

     

    In this morning's dream, we were parking a car and hit the side of a fancy sports car because they had parked in part of our space.  There was a very pretty but ditzy young woman who was driving this car.  OT backed up and parked better.  We discussed whether we did any damage to the car.  Then I got out and went over to this other car, a yellow sports car, to look for damage.  The girl sort of leaned over the back of her car onto the trunk while I wiped several places with my hand.  I discovered that I had a picture of someone concealed in my palm.  There was a puncture mark on the sports car but it was old and had rust in it.  I can't believe how nice I was to this woman -- like I knew her all my life -- I just couldn't give her enough attention and advice.  Lots of love and caring.

    When we were settled on the ship (you probably wonder how I got there but remember it is just a dream)at a table waiting for our meal, I saw the young woman with a man who was very unpleasant.  I knew he was upset about the accident so I had to find a safer place for us.  All the other rooms were filled or at least there were no vacancies for two of us to sit together.  I didn't want to split us up.  Finally I found a table on deck where we could see the water -- it was blue and calm.  And we were peacefully together.  End of dream.

    What a great day.  M & C about me lunch.  OT made a great barbecue supper.  I don't have any control when it come to food.

     

    I must watch too much tv before bed and I have gained a good deal of control over food (5/15/09 eam)