Thursday, 23 June 2011

I've been having dreams about Granny & Poppy ...

The first one was a couple of weeks ago and I got to hang out with Granny and give her hugs and have some conversation.   She told me that Mum had an affair with one of her friends husbands and I was like "oh yuhp".  Talked to Mum about this after and she laughed.  It didn't happen.   I cried my eyes out during the dream but when I woke up I felt happy.

Last night Poppy was there too but I can't remember much about what happened with him.  It was so nice to see him though.  I want more.  Granny was trying to get to her apartment and I wanted to walk with her to it.  It was an apartment building like you see in American sitcoms but with a big window down one side of it.  She was in apartment 199 and I couldn't get up the stairs to the floor it was on so it was heartbreaking to say goodbye to her when she went up them.  Later I saw Mandy and she said that she had been with her there and had managed to save the photo. I don't understand this now.  Today I just feel really sad.  I miss them so much.  I don't want these dreams to stop.

I saw this yesterday and thought it was beautiful and wanted to share:

I was recently told of an African tribe that does the most beautiful thing.

When someone does something hurtful and wrong, they take the person to the center of town, and the entire tribe comes and surrounds him. For two days they’ll tell the man every good thing he has ever done.

The tribe believes that every human being comes into the world as Good, each of us desiring safety, love, peace, happiness.

But sometimes in the pursuit of those things people make mistakes. The community sees misdeeds as a cry for help.

They band together for the sake of their fellow man to hold him up, to reconnect him with his true Nature, to remind him who he really is, until he fully remembers the truth from which he'd temporarily been disconnected: "I AM GOOD".

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