Tuesday 10 May 2011

Wake Up Laughing Dreams

Are you ready to consider that what you used to consider is now inconsiderable, Bliss?
Like that you're as loved for your fears as you are for your courage.
That's progress,
    The Universe

Robert Palmer sang....
I was waiting for you
I was sat in the sun
I could picture your face on the tip of my tongue
I woke up laughing

2 mornings ago I was having a lovely, lovely dream. People and having real fun, lots of laughing and I woke myself up laughing. It was such a great feeling I can still "touch" it today. I was somewhere near a pebble beach and there were just lovely, friendly people and hugs. It felt really wonderful. I can't remember now exactly what it was I was laughing at when my laughter out loud woke me. I remember tossing my head back with huge laughter emanating from the soul of me. How delectable.

Work - well poor AW was the centre of SH's anger having not been pulling her weight. It's usual but it had really got to SH last week. Of course I had little to say except that it was frustrating hearing AW justifying and defending but she doesn't pull her weight. It was a relief that she was able to be honest and say that perhaps she can't do as much anymore as she is tired of it. And she was able to say that she is nervous of the dealing with telephone enquiries. I regret having a say as I have been absent for several weeks. I felt accused by her when she said that I was off and had been so tired before that - I think people think I was off because of work!!! Alarming - bit everyone seems to have a reason without deciding to find out from me.
These are the going-ons of a work environment.
Some delightful comments from ex clients as they were arriving for Aftercare. It's really warming to my heart.

I am missing LouLou. She is staying overnight with my friends. It's happened a zillion times before but I keep seeing her getting older and slower. She sleeps longer. I want her to live forever.
I am seeing the neurologist tomorrow - I am worried. Psychiatrist yesterday. All too much really. And the weird thing is after sitting talking for so so long with the psych I was then invited to o the Chair at the meeting last evening. I think I feel a degree of fragility that I have ignored.

HeartbreakerMolly Parkin - Heartbreaker.

Driving home I saw the advertisements for the Scarecrow Fair at Pirbright. JH was coming to visit for the first time around the time of the fair last year. It was a moment of real loss and sadness again. All the excitement I had last year and the thought of how wonderful he was and how much I loved being involved with him. And then he visited - truths started to emerge almost immediately. His thing with women. It's so sad. We just didn't have the same way of being in love in mind.  Sad, sad, sad.

Molly Parkin on Radio 4 Desert Island Discs - so so interesting- what a scrumptious character.
My ex boyfriend JC - his auntie lived in Hackney and was a Molly's cleaner.
I would love to meet her. I wonder what I would talk to her about?
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b010xy3d

At 55 years of age she came to recovery after waking up lying in the gutter having pleasured goodness how many of the men. She was there because the pubs were open at 5 in the morning. She has now been sober 24 years. A true Bohemian.

Looking forward to tomorrow being over ....

Bliss
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