This morning I woke up sad, frustrated and fearful – feelings that came straight from a dream. Since I seldom remember my dreams I try to pay attention to them. Why am I fearful? Why am I frustrated? Why am I sad? Questions without answers.
Instead of searching for the answers, I search for gratefulness.
This morning I am grateful for…
This fear I’m feeling. (Not sure why I’m grateful for this but I suppose I will figure it out eventually.)
Dreams that I remember, even when they aren’t good ones.
The familiar hum of the freeway/ocean outside my window.
The first bird I heard chirping at 4:45am.
The cool room because the window is open.
My dog Mara’s snorting sounds. She’s really just so cute!