----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - almost two weeks sober. actually, every single time i've quit pot, i've had dreams about it. i haven't had a single dream about it so far. this says something to me.. but last night i had a dream about a monkey. a spider monkey (of course). he was wearing a harness and was rummaging around in the bushes. at first i thought it was a deer, and i was going over to get a better look, but then , yes, spider monkey wearing a harness with a leash attached to it. i woke up thinking some distorted version of 'getting this monkey off my back' except it was more about finally taking care of the monkey on my back? either way i believe the monkey represents my addiction. and that hopefully, i have finally become capable of taking responsibility for myself. i think the walls being flooded with water means my emotions are finally starting to come through. which is true as i have cried a little bit nearly every day. i had signed up to audition for a choir. it was a big step for me. to go and initiate something like that. i was really excited about it. but then i found it costs 750$ to join. and i know that if i'm going to be spending that kind of money, i'm spending it on ayahuasca, and not singing. still, i was reading about this awesome huachuma tour in peru. 10 days and they take you around to 4 very sacred and ancient spots and you partake of the plant medicine huachuma (otherwise known as san pedro -aka saint peter -heaven gatekeeper guy)... i read a girls blog who went on the tour, and i cried reading about every one of her ceremonies. (but like i said i am crying about everything these days). the point is it reaffirmed my want to go to peru. and if that's truly what i feel called to do, if it's really what my heart is yearning for, then i need to commit and stop wasting money on frivolous things, and get another job. i've been feeling strong lately. and a part of my brain is worrying that this is just like all those other times when i had a good month or two and then crashed.crashed.crashed. but my heart says it's different. 7:59 p.m. - May. 12, 2012 |
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