Awaken straight
When you wake straight up out bed from a dream. Intimidated but grateful for the strong moral you carry, escaping in a slim gap.
Truly it was not a nightmare persay. The visual of being accosted by someone high up because they fell over you. Not for your fault when the room lit up by media, saw the error.
And yet to stand up for myself truly was rewarding. I held my calm. To address someone who outright seized the moment as some sort of agenda.
Yet when I said I do not talk upon a certain subject, hostilities were pursued. Much to my dismay the suit of aggression was pressed. Unduly harsh was the intentions to make me feel inferior.
And when I stood up, after being accused of being merely in the way, I did my accessment of the situation. Understanding fully the route that was going be used. To try to sway the audience of my wrong doing I calmly inhaled.
Relaxing my stance and defended myself . This liberation and statement I made to the one thrusting his power what riddled with truths that could not be attested for they were seen by a crowd and millions, for the event was broadcasted.
Truly to walk away with litigators in an agreeable notation of all I said, as truth and stood by my side. Indeed to walk away period from that situation, remarkably in one piece.
Granted it was all part of a dream. What woke me was the realistic pounding in my chest. So much excitement and gratitude from Jehovah for the strength and courage to be capable on live tv to address my accuser. And know millions saw that I did nothing.
Surely my thoughts of my past was completely there. The revelation of shedding all those years in just a 5 minute speech
To wake up only in excitement from being capable of walking out and away from a situation. As much as I released yesterday at the beach, then to have this confirming dream. I am grateful to say therapy has come full circle.
The expelling of the past from my mind. Forgiving and just letting go. Adding to myself the strength and courage Jehovah gave me.
I don't believe in understanding dreams but I enjoy waking fully aware of excitement and full responsibility of taking back my life. Placing my needs to Jehovah.
It's invigorating. Tears of joy any survivor can relate to. That final goodbye to weights and intimidation of power holding you down. That final escape to freedom and defending yourself against monsters greedy of their egos and power.
A sigh is release and soon I grow weary again. Falling back to sleep as my soul tones in accord with my calming spirit. I smile.
A small victory I have been waiting for. The overcoming of my cement blocks. No longer tied down.
For this dream was riveting. Lifesaving indeed. With that I say another prayer of thanksgiving to Jehovah.
The beauty of the whole dream, scattered emotion and memories is that total freedom and protection was pure Jehovah.
And with that safety I am able to let myself fall back to sleep.
Good morning and good night.
Time to be above and beyond proud that Jehovah protects his children in the most unusual ways.
Truly it was not a nightmare persay. The visual of being accosted by someone high up because they fell over you. Not for your fault when the room lit up by media, saw the error.
And yet to stand up for myself truly was rewarding. I held my calm. To address someone who outright seized the moment as some sort of agenda.
Yet when I said I do not talk upon a certain subject, hostilities were pursued. Much to my dismay the suit of aggression was pressed. Unduly harsh was the intentions to make me feel inferior.
And when I stood up, after being accused of being merely in the way, I did my accessment of the situation. Understanding fully the route that was going be used. To try to sway the audience of my wrong doing I calmly inhaled.
Relaxing my stance and defended myself . This liberation and statement I made to the one thrusting his power what riddled with truths that could not be attested for they were seen by a crowd and millions, for the event was broadcasted.
Truly to walk away with litigators in an agreeable notation of all I said, as truth and stood by my side. Indeed to walk away period from that situation, remarkably in one piece.
Granted it was all part of a dream. What woke me was the realistic pounding in my chest. So much excitement and gratitude from Jehovah for the strength and courage to be capable on live tv to address my accuser. And know millions saw that I did nothing.
Surely my thoughts of my past was completely there. The revelation of shedding all those years in just a 5 minute speech
To wake up only in excitement from being capable of walking out and away from a situation. As much as I released yesterday at the beach, then to have this confirming dream. I am grateful to say therapy has come full circle.
The expelling of the past from my mind. Forgiving and just letting go. Adding to myself the strength and courage Jehovah gave me.
I don't believe in understanding dreams but I enjoy waking fully aware of excitement and full responsibility of taking back my life. Placing my needs to Jehovah.
It's invigorating. Tears of joy any survivor can relate to. That final goodbye to weights and intimidation of power holding you down. That final escape to freedom and defending yourself against monsters greedy of their egos and power.
A sigh is release and soon I grow weary again. Falling back to sleep as my soul tones in accord with my calming spirit. I smile.
A small victory I have been waiting for. The overcoming of my cement blocks. No longer tied down.
For this dream was riveting. Lifesaving indeed. With that I say another prayer of thanksgiving to Jehovah.
The beauty of the whole dream, scattered emotion and memories is that total freedom and protection was pure Jehovah.
And with that safety I am able to let myself fall back to sleep.
Good morning and good night.
Time to be above and beyond proud that Jehovah protects his children in the most unusual ways.
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