AHH THree-Day Weekend

Grey skies hang above this Saturday morning. I should have gotten up to run, but the sleep felt great. And let's face it - I can run when I'm dead.

I have incredibly vivid dreams. Last night it was about random dogs, Thanksgiving, and even the Dilockers made a guest appearance. My dogs were running the neighborhood, Jason and Amy were strolling with a whole posse, and a random dog appeared. I spent the majority of the dream trying to dial the phone to call its owner, but never got through.

With new phones we can't call (256) ARD-KHUB. Know what I mean? If I tried to call that # it'd really be something like *35':_!.

This dialing drama theme is quite frequent in my dreams. Think about how easy it is to place a call - and how often we do it. But in my dreams, it is impossible. I either can't find the digits on the phone, can't get the number (continually misplace it), or get distracted.

I completely believe that dreams are a way for your soul to communicate with your conscious. The natural question becomes, "what can't you get through to?" The answer quickly follows, "I un-no."

I have a steadfast understanding that no matter what happens, I have the strength and talent to manage it. Regardless of what I can get through RIGHT NOW, eventually I will. Dreams that were once brick walls became stepping stones.

Can't wait to see what challenge is next and what reserves I'll use to climb it!

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  1. Glad to know that we are good enough friends that we can make guest appearances in your dreams! Love the new blog! We need to visit soon! Amy

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