Are you a broken dreamer? Then I am calling you.
Are you a broken dreamer?
Did you wake up one day and realize that some part of you had died; either overnight during your sleep, or slowly, over time, in your waking life?
I have experienced both.
healing
Drowning in life, learning to swim.
I would say for the last 6+ months I have been steadily driving faster and faster towards a brick wall with my own exhausting and complex lifestyle (which, ironically, does involve a lot of driving). I had been ignoring the building stress which was becoming increasingly painful. So life finally found the emergency brake for me.
Recently I visited a friend in Stinson Beach, CA. The day was beautiful and warranted a swim after a long drive. I went out into the ocean with a certain, definite, stride. It was, at first, a playful enjoyment. I felt confident and strangely defiant. I knew my strengths as a swimmer.
