Strange dream

Just awake from a short nap. The dream I awoke from should have been seriously scary during yet I made it through.

I was shot in the neck. We were at a big extended family party of sorts. As I was walking by the garage a hooded man raised a gun. Next I was reaching for my neck As i could feel the warmth of the blood. My neck felt hard as it pulsed. The blood like thick hot goo as it gushed down my arm. I remember think “aww shit, well this sucks”.

Remi (one of my children) ended up dancing by, he saw me and instantly ran for help. Things turned cartoony as it showed “what happens when a child goes for help”…. it showed him dancing around a playground, jumping over obstacles, kinda of silly. As it was a dream.

Anywhos….

I was unable to yell or talk above a whisper.

I tried texting others for help but the auto correct kept changing my words to emojis. (Poop and cow) 🤦‍♀️

Then my mom came out and she had her brave face on, yet doubtful. I was the one who tried to reassure her I wasn’t going to die, typical me. She cried as she prayed over me. I kept thinking, hello I’m fine I could just use some blood and all will be okay it’s just a little hole in my neck.

My vision was going in and out as if lights were being flickered. My chest started getting tight as my breaths were getting shorter. I knew I needed to stay awake as I kept my finger in my neck. Where was the ambulance and why does shit like this all ways happen to me, I just wanted a cold drink from the plethora of coolers. 😊

I awoke as if I pulled myself from under the concrete. That feel of being hit by a bus , nah…. smooshed would be the more accurate feeling. I would say this was a nightmare but I wasn’t scared, wasn’t worried, just more frustrated from all the little quirks happening not allowing for help to come. Freaky… umm yeah just a bit. Strange Monday this be.

Be safe !!!

😇 ~Shawnna

No other voice will define me

In John 10:27 Jesus says, “My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.” There are many voices competing to shape us. There is your own voice, the enemy’s voice, the voice of the world, and the voice of God. His voice is the only one that matters! The creation cannot name itself, only the creator has that right. You have a loving Father who knows exactly who you are and why He made you. Paul writes in 2 Corinthians 10:5, “We take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ,” so ask the Father to identify where the world, the enemy, or even you, have wrongly defined who you are and then replace that lie with truth. Only one voice should define you, the voice of the Father. A good way to determine if a thought does not align with God’s word is to measure it against something that you would say to a friend. You would never tell your friend that they are worthless, that God doesn’t love them, or that they are beyond the Lord’s rescue, so why would you think any of that could be true of you? Through His word, allow God to help you identify and extinguish those lies with the truth of what He thinks about you. No other voice should define you, but that of your Father’s.

The Awakening

In This Era of technology, in this atomic age, the values have changed.

We have learned that we are the guests of existence, travelers between two stations.

We must discover security within ourselves.

I see so many people looking for approval by how many likes they have on their daily social media posts.

Hoping that maybe today they can feel secure within their skin, they are putting their security in others.

,

During our short span of life we must find our own insights into our relationships with the existence in which we participate so briefly.
Otherwise we cannot live.

This means, as I see it, a departure from the materialistic view of the 20th century.
It means reawakening of the spiritual world, of our inner life of religion.
I don’t mean religion as a dogma or as a church, but as a vital feeling.
Accept others just as they are. Most of all, Accept yourself …… for you, hold the whole world within you. 

Be great in all that You are! 
Jesus said it best….Luke 9:48 ~The Message
“You become great by accepting, not asserting. Your spirit, not your size, makes the difference.”

                                                                                                                                          ~SweetlyFierceSoul

A Glimpse

A Glimpse

Artwork by: Sweetly Fierce Soul

 Hurt, deep scars and dried blood burns the core of my being.

Rips me open, yet still I walk on through all that is umknown and unseen.

A glimpse of freedom.

A glimmer of air.

A feeling of unfamiliar wind.

Light bounces off my toes as I dance.

Circles I turn, forgetting my worries.

Clouds rumble above.

Raining tears.

Flooding from pasts I see.

Soon my dancing becomes heavy.

 Floating no more.

Pushing through the memories.

Yanking out my souls pain.

 Releasing myself from scars.

Being who I was meant to be.

Free of shame for what used to be.

Again I dance once more.