Friday Five

So here we are again, at the end of yet another week. I haven’t touched my manuscript for the last several days. However! In light of recent discoveries, I’ve had to reorganize my outline and rearrange my thinking, and about both of those endeavors, I’m feeling a huge sense of accomplishment. 

For this week’s Friday Five, I offer up those things that brought me lessons–some tangible, some not.

1. A lingering sore throat that made it difficult to speak. Sounds silly, I know, but in the (relative) silence, I felt inspired to go inward, to process my Nancy Drew adventures of late.

2. Pre-dawn solitude, in which to meditate and greet each new day.

3. The creepy crawler intrepid lizard that sunned itself on our back patio. Breathe deeply, I kept telling myself. Find the beauty in every sentient being…

4. Watching the full moon slide behind the back fence and then disappear over the horizon.

5. A beautiful dream, in which a montage of spiritual symbols emerged, none of them religion-specific. Stained glass windows and candles…church hats and gold-leafed books, printed on whisper-thin pages. And I…I was singing with a choir, wearing one of those floaty robes with satin collars and sleeves like angel wings. I couldn’t hear the sound of my own voice, and yet I somehow knew that I was hitting every note just right. I was swaying to the beat, tambourine in hand, unencumbered by fears or inhibitions. Metaphors and realities merged into one, and oh, it was a happy, happy day!! I awakened with the feeling that it was a foreshadowing of something positive to come, and I tend to believe that it’s true. Sooner than later, and in the meantime, it felt like a message from my inner Teachers, encouraging me to do all that I can to get ready.

  1. What a lovely dream. It does sound like something wonderful and beautiful is emerging.

    That lizard looks like a dinosaur! A sign of ancient wisdom visiting your space.

  2. Great dream! I love creative, encouraging moments, even when they happen while I’m sleeping. 🙂

    I’m reading the Life As We Knew It series right now, so I have to say that the lizard image is far less scary than the moon to me right now! Still, I don’t think I’d like to step on him…

    • Thanks so much!

      I have to say…though these Nancy Drew adventures sometimes leave me wrung dry, on the whole, they’re exhilarating. And liberating.

  4. That dream is a taste of heaven–what a blessing. And your photo of the moon is otherworldly-we just run across that misty reedy expanse in the foreground at we will be able to touch it.

    And your handsome lizard is a king among small dragons.

    Here’s a cup of flower tea to help your throat.

    • “That dream is a taste of heaven–what a blessing.”

      Exactly so, and I’m so grateful.

      Thanks (belatedly) for the lovely flower tea. It helped. 🙂

  5. I love the feeling that those special dreams leave us with–something deep and visceral that is felt more than understood with the brain. And you have accomplished so much in your journey with your story, Melodye–much more even than the physical words convey, I’m sure.

    xo

    • It’s been an incredible journey, Lorraine. I don’t know that I’d want to repeat much of it, but I’m grateful for the experiences and what I’ve learned from them.

      xo

  6. I love the way those sort of dreams leave us with such a deep and visceral wisdom.

    And you’ve accomplished so much with your story in so many ways–I imagine much more even than the words that appear on the page. 🙂

    Happy weekend, Melodye!

  7. Love your posts! Hope your throat feels better!

    I love lizards! I even tried to get one off one of those sticky pads. Cried the whole time but I did get him off.

    • Gah, where are my manners??? I forgot to come back and respond to these comments. Sorry sorry sorry!

      P.S. Love that you were that lizard’s hero! 🙂

  8. Hugs, hope your throat feels better soon.

    Native American culture has always regarded dreams with great respect. Some tribes believe your soul is walking when you are asleep. The Iroquois felt that dreams were concealed instructions from your soul.

  9. What a gorgeous dream. I felt myself swaying along with you as you sang in the choir, listening to you hit each and every note.

    Hooray for you and your renewed sense of direction and accomplishment. Good things are on the way, and you will be ready.

    Have a wonderful weekend, Melodye.

  10. Gah! I forgot about responding to comments here, and for my bad manners, I’m very sorry.

    But I have to say that I’ve enjoyed revisiting that dream.

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