Altered States

Truly Me

I had a dream where I was at a low-key party, and all of these men took turns wanting me to get to know them.

Of course, I misread their attentions as them wanting to get to know me – except for this one who was quiet and just watching.

In every one of them I searched for my love, though fascinated by what they were doing.

I just haven’t ever had that much male attention directed at me, and inside I felt uncomfortable although externally friendly-engaging while I kept glancing around me to try to regain my bearings.

I kept returning to the man who was quiet – then another guy would come along chatting.

I realized then that it was a matchmaking event, where I was supposed to give each one some time.

Then, a cat with a kitten came up purring against me and began talking to me while I was briefly able to return to the quiet man, and they told me with words about his affection for me because he wouldn’t say much in person.

Special cats.

Special man.

I felt more comfortable with him and the felines, and planned to cycle back again despite the chaos.

Before this, I dreamed of a spirited but mature female horse that followed and trusted me as I kept her safe.

I also dreamed of my mother and I having a conflict where she hard-harsh challenged me – but then she yielded to my blasted back authority because I was right, and we made up as friends and were at peace, finally.

Altered States

Tuesday’s Vet Visit

When she went with her youngest to take another cat to the vet, she got to meet the wonderful staff member who had been above and beyond there for her when the first brain injury was crashing, the three cats were dying horribly in succession, and a guy had been messing with her.

She tightly hugged this beloved friend again and again in thankful-but-stressed laughter and cried as those desperate memories returned and she felt safe enough to at last release some of that old tension.

Altered States, Made Of Stars, Myths & Legends

She Began To Understand

When she had asked for an intervention
Not only had God listened, it turned out

From the panther that had reclaimed her
Spirit as it was being led too far astray to

The oldest in memory
That still had no name

She was caught in the middle
Like an atom as rendered split

Energy exploding to bridge worlds
So tears in their fabric could reknit

He was the lock
She was the key

Mutual desire
Set them free

Altered States

My Dogs Are Waiting

“They don’t really have any other choice.

Their yard is taken over by the others’ activities – and my hound is given over too much now to sounding her mile out howl to be allowed to stay outside for long.

I have boots, now, and it was sunny, yesterday.

Maybe…

Maybe we could go for a small walk today.

But it takes a lot to get ready.

And they aren’t easy when I walk them together.

I have to have a harness system and brace within their veering to keep them in check and functional.

It’s much like managing a snow dog team, where I am the master, as well as the sled.

And I need to be careful how they pull on me while I keep my balance and feet planted.

It’s a toll challenge on my whole destabilized system.

And I’m not sure if I should be instead focusing on recovering from working.”