i just woke up from a crazy dream. i didn't like it. (seriously, i woke up like 5 min. ago. :))
in my dream i was at my house and i had a lot of company over. my sister was there and there were a lot of older kids...friends of friends. i had to keep telling them to stop throwing rocks.
well, i was around the back of the house crying to my sister about me, myself and i. i looked around the corner and there is my 3 year old on the ground, trying to scoot backward away from rocks being thrown at him. i immediately look to the source of the rocks and tell them to stop it. i move him out of the way and walk toward the group (around another corner). I am talking/scolding them and then i see my daughter sitting up in a spot she can't get down from and her cheeks are red. i ask her if she is okay and she replied "no" and started crying. the ring leader of the group seemed to be a heartless little stink who liked to pick on kids much, much younger than herself.
i turned to the ring leader and asked her "what's your problem?". she proceeded to throw rocks at me and my daughter. there was a door to the inside of my house right behind me and so i retreated inside...amidst rocks being thrown too close for comfort.
then i woke up.
as i was getting dressed, i was thinking about this dream. i haven't had too much time to think about it, but this is what came to my mind at first.
if i focus so much on myself, i won't realize that the people around me, and quite often, the people i love, are hurting too.
it's time for me to wake up. no, i don't think some focus on myself is bad. i do find it interesting that i was preoccupied with myself in that dream when my children were being harassed. oh, i hate it when my kids are harassed.
what i am taking from this is that i need to also pay attention to my kids...on purpose. looking into their eyes, talking to them, playing with them, teaching them, and enjoying them. they need me.
i will live, love and protect, with intent.
in my dream i was at my house and i had a lot of company over. my sister was there and there were a lot of older kids...friends of friends. i had to keep telling them to stop throwing rocks.
well, i was around the back of the house crying to my sister about me, myself and i. i looked around the corner and there is my 3 year old on the ground, trying to scoot backward away from rocks being thrown at him. i immediately look to the source of the rocks and tell them to stop it. i move him out of the way and walk toward the group (around another corner). I am talking/scolding them and then i see my daughter sitting up in a spot she can't get down from and her cheeks are red. i ask her if she is okay and she replied "no" and started crying. the ring leader of the group seemed to be a heartless little stink who liked to pick on kids much, much younger than herself.
i turned to the ring leader and asked her "what's your problem?". she proceeded to throw rocks at me and my daughter. there was a door to the inside of my house right behind me and so i retreated inside...amidst rocks being thrown too close for comfort.
then i woke up.
as i was getting dressed, i was thinking about this dream. i haven't had too much time to think about it, but this is what came to my mind at first.
if i focus so much on myself, i won't realize that the people around me, and quite often, the people i love, are hurting too.
it's time for me to wake up. no, i don't think some focus on myself is bad. i do find it interesting that i was preoccupied with myself in that dream when my children were being harassed. oh, i hate it when my kids are harassed.
what i am taking from this is that i need to also pay attention to my kids...on purpose. looking into their eyes, talking to them, playing with them, teaching them, and enjoying them. they need me.
i will live, love and protect, with intent.
