Dream Whisperer…


It’s easy to worry…it just comes naturally…wake up…turn my brain on…worry comes out…takes no effort at all…

And…there are so many things I can worry about on any given day…finances…children…health…mother…finances…relationship…or lack thereof…siblings…work…finances…household things…friends…things I should have done…things I shouldn’t have done…the list could go on and on…

Thankfully…Bertha…frequently…tiptoes into my dreams…whispering softly…reminding me…that the sun will shine…even when it’s behind the clouds…the birds will sing…even when I’m at work and don’t hear them…she points out…that there is always much more good in my life than bad…regardless of how bad things seem to get

She reminds me…of the buttercups that bloomed in the winter…of the roses blooming in the spring…of the beauty of the changing leaves in the fall…and…bike rides and butterflies in the summer…

She reminds me…of the softness of my bed…the warmth of my coffee…brewed and waiting when I wake up

She reminds me…of the feel of cool grass against bare toes…of the taste of lemonade on a warm afternoon…of catching fireflies in fruit jars…of reading in my Granny’s rocker…of holding my newborn daughters…and granddaughters…

And…then…I wake up…and…worry…doesn’t seem so natural anymore…

Jane

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