Tuesday, February 1, 2011
post traumatic stress
She screamed in the dream, awoke,
to own it again.
Some of us have recurring fears, resentments, triggers that threaten our inner joy. Peace with ourselves may be elusive, and fleeting. I am learning to face, name, depersonalize and let go of past wrongs. However, the power we give the inner life of our minds and souls work on. A nightmare awoke me this morning, reliving a current anxiety with the roles reversed, at which point I realized all the characters in the dream were elements of myself...............
(image: google. Edvard Munch The Scream)