I slept in later today than usual. Actually, I got up, wrote my morning pages and then laid down to give myself a reiki treatment and ended up napping for a while. I had just the strangest dream after falling back asleep. In the first part I was in Rome staying in a hotel somewhere. I think it was Rome. Something strange was going on and I found out the Italians (or some of the Italians) had decided to free all of the spirits at once. I didn’t feel like things would be safe for me in Rome anymore, but it was too late to go anywhere else. In the next part of the dream I was in my childhood home. It was just my mother and I and we decided it was unsafe and we had to hide. We had guns to protect us. We went into my older brothers room and were going to barricade the door. We never actually got the door shut when a big dog (wolf?) just walked right in through the front door. It’s like he had a key and just walked right in to attack is. He was beautiful. I started to shoot him with the shotgun, but he wouldn’t die. He was up close to us and talking to me. I don’t remember what he said. I ran out of shells for the shotgun so my mom handed me a pistol. I shot the dog in the head several times, but he just still wouldn’t die. What a weird dream. I also had a dream at some other point last night and I remember being in my closet in my childhood home. It was a big walk in closet and there was a window in it that had been wallpapered over (the window doesn’t really exist in real life).

It’s not often that I have alarming dreams. I hope it signifies that something important in my psyche is shifting, falling away. Hmm.

Gratitude list:
Some extra sleep
Crossfit
Having the motivation to get some work done