Chasing Light in the Storm
Sometimes dreams for me are messages. Things that need further investigation. An alert from my subconscious. Freud thought dreams were a form of repressed wishes, fantasies that we explore in our sleep that we aren’t able to realize in our waking life. An enigma. Some secret or hidden imagery needing dissection and unraveling to explore our true desires. Jung’s view was that dreams are essentially a mechanism that helps bring the various aspects of our conscious and subconscious into union to have a conversation.
Rising From Ash
It's in the solitude that I have found my resolve. That I have faced my fears. That I have made decisions about what I will and will not tolerate. I have suffered many dark nights of the soul. I have “died” so many times. I have broken all my bones and reset them. I have burned to ash and I have risen. Time and again, and I will continue to do so over and over. Because each time I face the new demons that took the place of the ones I have slayed, each time I break my bones, each time I melt away, I burn myself to ash – I am tempered and I am re-born. Each version of me better than the one before; the same and somehow changed forever.