Celebration

A few nights ago I was half awake when I had a dream: I was being chased around what might have been a submarine by something that I couldn’t see.  The fear I felt is the fear I associate with being around my parents.  In my dream I didn’t have any means of protecting myself against this imminent threat except throwing pieces of paper with the word “no” written on them, and hoping that would make them go away.  But then I stopped running, turned around and saw nothing but the pieces of paper behind me.

I knew then that it was a symbol that I wasn’t going to let my parents get to me like they’ve been able to my whole life.  The litmus test was getting 3 emails from my mother early this week, which normally would have sent me into an emotional tailspin.  Instead, I had absolutely no emotional reaction.  This is a major personal miracle.