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.
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.