Indian Dream

Ok, so I don't know the technical term, but you know how in the movies when you see an Indian tribe and the young warrior is approached by the shaman (ok, now I really don't know if I am crossreferencing between ethnicities, but bear with me) and the shaman does a dance & chants & smoke is flairing up from the fire & then all of a sudden he stops & says 'It's time.' Then the young warrior puts on his war paint, gathers his things & then heads off on a journey? (Kind of like walkabout). I had one of those dreams last night. It was a very short dream, but yet so powerful. Before I tell you what my dream was, I have to tell you that I had a really good session with my therapist. Annette truly is helping me change my life! But what we did was figure out a bunch of things (too m any to list) & we did a LOT of EFT. So I started to feel woozy (this is when I know it is starting to work) kind of like I was drunk & felt like slurring my words. My body was releasing at a cellular level. Happy Head person said take a nap & when you wake up go to the grocery store & buy a rotissiere chicken & sugar free jello.

I didn't really fall asleep, but I did drag my ass to the grocery store. It wasn't bad at all. I usually hate that place & dread it, but it wasn't that bad at all. I even picked up some extra food for me to eat when I am at home. Anyway, so I went to bed later that evening & here is my dream: 'I opened up my dryer & my shower shoes for the gym were sparkly & shiny. My husband's work shoes were in there too & when I pulled them out they were worn, dull & gray.' In my dream, I looked at my shoes & said to myself, 'It's time.' Before you commit me to the looney bin, let me explain. For about the past 3 weeks I have been bogged down with horrible headaches. I mean knock you out they were there day & night I was miserable & would rather have eaten mud pies. So of course I never made it to the gym because I thought for sure I was dying. This weekend my headaches finally went away, but my will to get up & at it kind of had just gotten up & left (of course until I had spoken to happy head person). I had been hemming & hawing about working out during lunch & then having to shower, but when I saw my shower shoes all sparkly & new & ready to be used I knew it was time to get off my ass & do something.

I woke up this morning & felt 10 pounds lighter. I packed up all my stuff for my gym locker & went to work. Work was HELL! But I made it through ok & it was because my energy had shifted. I also got weighed in for a Pound for Pound challenge at work. Oh, I forgot to mention that my gym is literally across a breezeway from my office. So I will totally have time to workout. Uhm, yeah so I dropped all my stuff off & then went back to work & did not work out. BUT, I did get my stuff to my locker & that's a start. Tomorrow, it's me & the gym!

So I think I'll go to bed early tonight. Just feeling that...

PEACE OUT!

Asian