Dawn's Digression.

I did an odd thing last month.

I went to a Debbie Ford seminar. Completely outside my realm of the possible and essential. I learned some stuff, though, and I'd love to go again. My mom went with me which was both amazing and odd. They suggested we work together for a few exercises, and I was completely uncomfortable. For one exercise, I was so uncomfortable I cried and thought about telling the assistants I couldn't do it. I did it. I didn't want to. I don't guess it turned out so bad.

I haven't been practicing my DF, lately. A million excuses, which is all they are. I found additional strength while I was at the seminar to use my voice, but have since lost it. I'm too afraid of others' approval, which is f'ing ridiculous if I may say so. And even if I mayn't. (hehe. that a word?) I felt incredibly motivated and like I had found my 'gift'. Notsomuch. How is it that I get so beaten down? So stupid. Argh. Oy. All that.

Looks like Tracy will be coming to bed soon, so I'm gonna have to go. It's just too weird blogging with someone sitting next to you.

I had a dream about a high school reunion the other day. A few of my old friends and acquaintances were there. Stephanie, Madison, Melissa, Julie. Had a freakin' weird dream about Julie now that I think about it. She was playing her flute, and I was trying to watch her do runs, but she wouldn't let me or something. Odd.

Uh oh. Here she is. I'm a pumpkin!