Every once in a while I have a bad dream that threatens to ruin my entire day. Last night, my dream world was filled with unwanted people and feelings. I wasn’t nice to them and I didn’t like how things ended. I don’t mind dark things in my dreams, after all, they are a reflection of some part of me—and I embrace everything that makes me who and what I am. But last night’s darkness wasn’t mine. Its gloom wasn’t welcome…
I woke up with a heavy heart. But the Universe is a balanced thing… I opened my eyes and was blessed by the sweet face of my Piano Man—sleeping next to me… his arm around my waist… his loving breath on my skin… I felt safe, wanted and grounded.
I still want a little pick-me-up… something to make me smile for a while. I thought about dancing, but my hip screamed, Are you freaking insane! I’m in pain, Witch! I thought about calling a friend and realized I don’t want to talk. I thought about a movie, but I don’t have enough time for that. I looked at pictures… one put a grin on my face; a wicked sweet daisy-spotted skully grin.
I hadn’t planned to show it until next month… but I want to share the source of my grin right now. I need the good fun energy it is going to bring, for it was created by darling friends with me in mind. Thanks a zillion Shelly and Stacy! Today, I wished for my kind of darkness... a sassy witch... my favorite flowers... a black cat... a green toad... a sweet combination of wicked cool familiar shapes and colors... a bit of love. I got my wish... and then some J