Thursday, April 19, 2012

The Dream

A few nights ago, I had the most amazing dream ever. 

The dream was just me in an empty house, screaming and screaming and screaming.

It was the kind of primal screaming that would make your hair stand on end if you heard it.

I was screaming out every little bit of frustration and anger I've held inside me like such a well behaved little girl for the past two years.

I screamed so much, my throat was raw and my voice barely there.

I screamed out in rage at the asshole who has been pecking at me relentlessly for months and months. How dare he think I will ever, in a million years, be fooled again?  Leave. Me. Alone.    

When I woke up, I was sure I must have been screaming out loud. The kids were still all sleeping soundly though, so I knew I had kept the screaming safely contained in my little dreamworld.

I smiled.

All of that screaming felt like an enormous purging of all the bullshit and crap that has been building up inside of me.

I'm seeing things with a heightened clarity now. My intuition is fine tuned and vibrating with amazing intensity.

Screaming is wonderful. I really encourage you to try it. (Maybe use a pillow or you might scare people :)

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