Last night, I had a very troubling dream. I was awakened by the touch of cold steel on the back of my neck – it was Jihadi John with an ax! I was terrified, and flailed about, but was immediately overpowered. And then it dawned on me – I was about to die! In my mind, I told myself that this life was over, and I needed to prepare myself for the next realm. As Jihadi John swung his ax, I woke up.
All day, I’ve been haunted. Not just by the terror that I felt, but at the almost immediate acceptance that it was my time to die. I was ready!
On further reflection, I see that my close family ties keep me bound to this earth, even when I don’t want to keep going, which is often. My love for my family, and their love for me, inspires me to try harder to do the things that I know are good for me, even when I don’t want to do anything. Although it’s been good in many ways to be in Florida for the winter, I am really looking forward to returning to Colorado in a month to be with my family again. I am very, very grateful to have such a loving and supportive family.
How are you? I hope you are all well. ❤