Joy

I had an extremely long and vivid dream last night about being in labor with a third child. It was a really happy and relaxed labor. My belly was huge and I could feel the child working its way down. The hospital was like a comfortable apartment complex and the nurse was like a friend. I saw the mucous plug and my sister told me I was 5cm dialated already. It was moving along in just a few hours. I had no pain, only joy. I walked around the apartment building-like hospital to visit friends and felt as though my water might break. I went back to my room. There was some thought about how this child might not be my husband's. Apparently there was another man in the dream who was Asian. It was not his child though and any tryst I may have had with him was over with and forgiven. It was my husband's child. I wore a shiny purple Vikings shirt and shiny blue soccer shorts, my husbands clothes). I waved to him from a balcony wearing his clothes.

What a wonderful dream to have in the New Year! I think the dream comes from my resolution to pay more attention to irritable thoughts and feelings that arise. This is in an effort to be less critical to my Husband and more patient with my kids. It is so easy to notice the big anger or big desire that comes up here and there, but daily irritations often go unnoticed until they become big anger and just contribute to the cycle of lowness and depression. In just a few days, paying attention to these minor annoyances has made a great impact on my state of mind. When I pay attention to the minor irritations, they fizzle out so quickly. I have noticed my breathe and I have noticed equanimity.

My dream says that any harsh criticism I have had for my Husband in the past has been forgiven and it is time to move forward and experience Joy.

With a dream like that, ovulation happening to me at the moment and a full moon coming up, it seems that my universe is lined up just perfectly for a positive change of mind. I am ripe.