Mindset: Calm cavalier confidence. I had such a weird dream. A friend was driving a large truck and helping me gather multiple objects along the curb of a residential street. He was driving a large white truck where the cab sits above the engine, and there's nothing in front of you than a wide and tall windshield. At the last minute, on impulse, I jumped in the truck passenger seat instead of staying on the street, even though I could have and had been walking along side. There was no door. He was facing me as I jumped in and pulled out into the street without looking, directly into the path of a massive semi speeding towards us, Everything slowed down. Dramatically. The thoughts that went through my head were calm. I felt aware of and sad about the shock and guilt he was feeling about his role in being responsible for both of our sudden demise. I intuitively knew it was an end and a transition all at once. His gasp was audible and his remorse was overwhelming as the grill of the semi filled the visible space of the window fracturing and fragmenting and splintering in dramatically slow motion. I was overwhelmed with empathy for the grief our family and friends would experience because of this. Yet I wasn't upset as much as I was disappointed with the sudden turn of events, like one might be when the ice cream scoop falls of its cone in mid-lick. Mostly, I felt removed from the entire experience yet a deeper connection of love, safety and acceptance on a higher plane. And I woke up calmly, with that feeling remaining in my present state. I don't dream often or if I do, I don't remember them. I like to reflect on them in the times I do.
Goals: Move mulch. Clean gutters.
Anticipation: Ornament sale at moms.
Wants: to use whatever time I have left to accomplish whatever I might otherwise regret not accomplishing with whatever time I have left.
