continued from #2 The Front Door
I was on a bank of a pond, no it was pier 20 feet up, no it was boat all were flashes clear as day finally I was like floating above the water. All scenes had a rod in the water and a fish pulling and me reeling in. and me thinking WOW this is a Big fish and the actions start. I tighten the drag. What pound line do I have on the reel , will it hold? will it break? boy I would like to catch this fish…Pulling and fighting this fish went on. bending the rod down. pulling the line out, I tighten the drag more (I have never had a so vivid dream) my hands are slipping I grab tighter, still slipping, I being pulled over. (nothing did changed the position I was in, I losing the rod the reel and the fish) The rod is still slipping I can’t grab tighter but I can not let go, but it is still slipping and pulling, sliding out of my outstretched arms and dry and cracked hands I thought maybe if I… and woke up
Just under the surface we are much like the Foyer of our house when guest are expected.
Why is that? A good show? Cleanliness is next to Godliness? Best Face forward? Can’t come in through the garage. Might see the mess. I grew up with mess, don’t get me wrong we cleaned, but there was mess.
The photo was from last week’s class, which area is mine?
I know this dream was my mind telling me that I need to open up and let go of the mess I was holding in or I will lose it all.
“Go big or go home.”
** still in progress **
I’m walking on a journey of self discovery
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