mulderfan said... My whole life, I had nightmares every night. I used to call for help so badly my cat would wake me up. Now they seldom happen.
I started forcing myself to remember every detail when I woke up, then I wrote them down as poems. One recurring theme was a white horse like the one from Picasso's Guernica. http://www.pablopicasso.org/guernica.jsp
Here's the poem:
"I dreamed of a white horse trying to reach me.
It leaped and fell, breaking its legs in the process.
My vet came to put it to sleep.
At the moment of death it rose up
And spread white wings.
Looking at me with a nod, which seemed to say, all is well,
It soared to the heavens and was gone."
Here's what I realized after I wrote it:
I am the white horse and I am free!
I believe, it's possible to turn something ugly into something beautiful.
Every so often I get a comment that deserves its own post. This is one of those times. Her thought is to turn it into something beautiful. Deflating them I think is the first step. Pull their power. Unplug the fear. But to take them and make something beautiful. I wonder.....maybe I have already started but didn't make the connection.