Hello? Hello? Hello?
Almost every February in the Pacific Northwest we have a glorious week of crystal clear skies and sunshine. 5 days ago that week began. It has been stunningly beautiful, a bit warmer than normal and an inspiring reprieve from the rain and grey.
I have been doing a great deal of sleeping this winter. My body is asking for this tool of healing and I am not resisting its call.
Because of the pain in my side, a return engagement from last year, and the strange behavior of my knee since November, I have been getting up in the mornings very gently and carefully and slowly going for an abbreviated walk.
5 days ago I awoke clear headed and ready to don the attire and head out for a mile or two. I thought it was the call to arise with the bedroom full of bright sunshine and energy and that was enlivening my spirits and motivating.
This morning I awoke with the same enthusiasm for the sunshine, but I did not move from my spot for a full 90 minutes because I was aware that I was absolutely pain free.
Enough Vitamin D?
I am not so sure that these moments were just because of the sunshine? I have also figured out a way to pay off a pesky, worrisome bill and I had a lovely out of house experience this week celebrating my daughter’s graduation and assisting her in picking out an interview suit. Also on my list, having three great conversations where I got to talk about myself and do some visioning work.
All these are great and positive moments, but are not the point or direction of my writing – I wish to return to the waking refreshed and ready to go…because this is part of something more curious.
After taking my walk, I have returned home to write about my walking meditation in my personal journal. Each morning after the walk, I have fallen asleep only to be awakened by the clear impression that our home phone is ringing – I move to get up and realize it was just a dream.
Who do you think is calling me? What do they want to say?
Here is what my DREAMS, More than 400 Symbols Explained book says:
Telephone = making contact, connections or missed connections. Contact with the unconscious. Ignoring the call of your unconscious. It all depends on what happens with the phone.
One needs to answer the phone in order to figure it out.
My ringing phone just serves to Wake me up and get me out of the chair.
My first thought was what my Mother used to say to me, “Times a wasting and you need to get your lazy bones on with your day.”
I think I am missing the connection with someone or idea. What do you think?
Who is calling? What is it they wish to tell me? Who would be on your awakening, ringing phone? What do they wish to tell you?
Hello? Hello? Hello?
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