Wow, had a duzzy of one last night, woke up at 4:00 in the morning, and rather than go back to bed, felt better to turn on all the lights all over my house, and especially in here, in my office.
And the formula that I thought of, worked so well, just signed on to MIP, read all the Posts, and responded to a lot, and yep shadows of that friggen nightmare are all gone.
Remember quietly have some moments in Prayer right before sleep, on my pillow, and woke up shaking from the weird, horrible nightmare, not really shaking on the outside, it was inside terror, a really horrible one.
Oh, well, all is well, I am here in this Bright Light, and writing to some friends. So poof went the scary stuff.
Just so grateful that this Board is open 24/7, don't have to wait at the door for it to begin at a certain time.
John, you really did create a Miracle, when you created this Board. Thank You, more that I can ever say in words.
My Dear dear friend, You never ever ever cease to make me laugh. And well laughing at a nightmare too, thanks. Just little boggiemen, that want to say Boo, in the middle of the night.
Who knows, maybe it only took one little ad on a TV show about Holloween coming up, and there was one big moon out last night. So, don't want to analyze it, just stay away from my sleep, is all I say, you is not Welcome here in my house.
And parts of this area are pretty Hot, that was the reason for moving a mile from the Coast, it just cannot get that hot, that close to the Pacific Ocean, built in AC.
And in complete agreement with you, don't drink, don't think, and just do whatever it is that is right in front of you to do, and in this case it is my coffee cup, that is empty, and needs a new one. Got down to only one cup, and that did feel so great, but now I am back to, well if one is good, then 2 is even better, sound familiar, hahahahaha
I for one am glad that the sheer terror I sometimes feel is usually in the dream world, and no longer in my waking reality... and note I said SOMETIMES....
Do hope you get caught up on rest today... I am going in for a nap soon and if I find you in the Land of the Dreams, and we are scared, maybe we can hold hands there, one alcoholic to another, just like we all do here in the waking times....
These dreams.. some are just muddled emotions, experiences, fears expressing themselves, some have more meaning.. I have had a series of dreams, each one a powerful experience, my entire life wich culminated in one final dream at the time of my sobriety. And then they ended. I dont wanna get into it here. And on the downright goofy side, I had a dream shortly after sobriety, I walked back to Texas, I always walk in dreams, and somehow got to my wife's, and went to go in. My bro in law tried to stop me, the funny thing is, they had like a villa, courtyard in the middle and everything. Anyway, I forced past him, informing him I would go to my wife anytime I chose, and got to a room of the courtyard. She was in there, with a midget. Now, this was no ordinary midget. He had leather and stuff on, like a biker, and there was my wife, holding a blanket over her chest sitting up in bed. And then, this midget proceeded to KICK MY ASS!!! I'm talking rumbling from one side of the room to the other! He had moves. Jumping on top of furniture, to fast for me to hit, doing impossible stuff, and whooping the hell outta me. I was pretty shook up when I woke up. It was so vivid, I actually called my wife, very pissed off. I didnt know what to say, but I was sure gonna let her know something!!! Because in the dream, she was rooting for the midget. It was all hilarious later, but that day, I was severly pissed.
My Take on nightmares has always been pretty clear. To me, we have a place in our subconscious, where our fears get stored. And when that part of our subconscious is on full tilt, cannot hold any more fears, they just come flowing out in our dreams, well in our nightmares, then we have room once again to just keep storing more of them in there, in the same storage chest, in the back of the mind.
And the day after a nightmare is always the same, no matter what we do or say, it will feel like a Mack truck slammed into you, and that is what the day will be like until the day is over.
Then the good stuff starts. Feel a release on something that connot be identified, other than to just say, I feel better, for some reason.
Oh well, we all have our opinions. and we are entitled to them.
And Ryan, what a duzzy, with that little short guy jumping all over the room, and you wife rooting for him.
Wouldn't it be so great to have Carl Jung, or Sigmund Freud just come in to to Board, and give us their Pitch. Haha, Dream on.
Toodles to all, have a great great Day, and well we are Sober and can celebrate that any time, that's where you will find me today.
I'm just real careful to not eat chili cheese dogs before bed, I found that helped alot. Also have an icon of a favorite goddess next to the bed, last thing I see before I turn out the light.
Of course, I read the slash and horror books, ghosties and such before bed, suppose I could cut those out, too. Nah, I'm too addicted to them.
I give, guess it's easier to deal with the damned things rather than give stuff up. Alcoholic or what????
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