Yesterday was huge. Due to bad weather we were late taking off which meant my I missed my connecting flight. Got lost in Sydney Airport for about 1/2 hour then I just surrendered and went to ask for someone to escort me to my next flight. I was on the verge of bawling when I went for help. The Qantus guy said sit over there and someone might come before your flight and help you. Well the blood pressure was about 250/500 with that remark. As I walked towards the one remaining chair with a bit of a dizzy happening, the lady who was trying to save it for her kid by putting a Coke bottle on it gave me daggers. I said to her too bad luv, I'm having a dizzy attack. She was all concern then. I'm such a drama queen these days I'm embarrassing myself. However Ive also found that if you ask for thing you nearly always get them. Up pops a gorgeous rosy cheeked you fella to escort me to the right terminal and I said to him I had visions of myself spending the rest of my natural life in the airport just like Tom Hanks did in his movie. This impressed him so much he decided to escort me to the right gate and right to a comfy seat. Bless him. So arrive in Canberra 3 hours late - no luggage. I suspected this might be a problem despite uncalled for assurance by Qantus it was all "suitcases to go". They turned up at 9pm which wasn't too bad really. Just happy I didn't have the 10kg of fish in it this time. oh yeah, and the bus driver from the airport took out two cones with the bus which made me on full alert for the rest of the trip, just for a bit of extra stimulation.
After all that excitement I went to bed curious of what dreams I would come up with in the morning. I woke up crying so loudly and tears all over my face and my solar plexus hurting from sobbing. I felt sad for most of the morning until I went to see Bright Star which made me cry hard again and that seemed to clear it. Id been dreaming about someone I love so very much dying and no one telling me. Then me finding out when they were all sitting around the table talking very blaze about the whole thing cos the chair was empty. Ive had a similar dream in September and not quite sure what it all means but I'm going to keep recording and hope that my unconscious mind will reveal whats actually troubling me.
So after all that, I decided to make over my veranda with vinca flowers (from my childhood)instead of edibles. Just trying to retrain myself from always focusing on things that are use full in a practical way rather that just beautiful, sentimental and soft to my senses. Actually, I'm going to update the soft furnishings inside too.
After all that excitement I went to bed curious of what dreams I would come up with in the morning. I woke up crying so loudly and tears all over my face and my solar plexus hurting from sobbing. I felt sad for most of the morning until I went to see Bright Star which made me cry hard again and that seemed to clear it. Id been dreaming about someone I love so very much dying and no one telling me. Then me finding out when they were all sitting around the table talking very blaze about the whole thing cos the chair was empty. Ive had a similar dream in September and not quite sure what it all means but I'm going to keep recording and hope that my unconscious mind will reveal whats actually troubling me.
So after all that, I decided to make over my veranda with vinca flowers (from my childhood)instead of edibles. Just trying to retrain myself from always focusing on things that are use full in a practical way rather that just beautiful, sentimental and soft to my senses. Actually, I'm going to update the soft furnishings inside too.
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Kim, I loved your airport saga - what a great read (sorry, I know it was traumatic for you).
My dream book........."Death is rarely a bad omen". "Someone else's death can mean a birth OR a small warning for you to slow down as you're taking on too much!"
An empty chair spells surprise news.
xoxo
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