As the longest night of the year reminds us to be comfortable inside, to be in tune with our own inner beings, I love to think about my dreams. I used to keep a dream journal. No longer. But it's fun to wake up in the morning and remember them.
My friends talk about going "inside ourselves." Listening to what is real, what has been hiding in the dark perhaps. I've been so busy, have I forgotten to find what is most important to me?
It's certainly not politics, though they will influence my life. It's not the numbers that affect my life one way or another. It's not the disagreements I may have with friends or family. It's not what I wear, eat or drive down the highway. These are the things of daylight.
At night, when it's me myself and I...then I need to tune into myself. I used to say my Elf. It's just like that. An elfish part of me, a child inside, or perhaps the grandmother from my ancestors is talking to me. Who knows? I just need to pay attention to her now. Why not, it's the dark that gives me this opportunity.
Quote for today:
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion....In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing