I hope everyone is doing well and survived the week. It was an extremely intense week here. Started off with the cicadas coming out in droves and covering everything. Not particularly fun when they decide to jump scare you in the morning when you're leaving. I can't remember there ever being a year with this many cicadas, so I ended up doing a bit of research; turns out, this year there's supposed to be billions of them and that the last time something like this happened was some 200 years ago. No wonder I couldn't remember a year in my lifetime when they're like this. It was also just a super emotional and energetically charged week. Almost got plowed into by a speeding school bus that was running a red light, bombarded by intense intrusive thoughts, disembodied voices were laughing at my friend as she tried to sage the outside of the house, etc. Quite an intense and brutal week. Things started picking up after my friend helped me do an intensive cleanse (sage, Palo Santo, selenite, sound baths, prayer, etc.) of the house to remove any negative energy/beings from the vicinity, and it made a world of a difference. It had been an incredibly dark, oppressive, smothering/drowning kind of a week before that point. Got brighter spending some time with my friends and going to a crystal and gem show. I'm grateful to have made it out of that week alive, and I would not wish it upon anyone. Sincerely hoping that others' weeks were smoother and easier than that because it was like insane impossible mode.
Sleep was a struggle Sunday night into Monday morning. Despite needing rest, I just didn't feel tired. Made waking up rather challenging because I probably got 3-3.5 hours before I had to tend to school drop off. My dream seemed to take place at my high school. I remember wandering through the halls and feeling the pressure of being late. Had gone to one of the art teacher's classrooms, and there seemed to just be a couple minutes to spare (didn't have enough time to drop things off at a locker, on top of blanking on what the combination was, so I had to carry it all with me). The art teacher asked where my sister was, but she was running late. She and a number of other student's showed up like 30 minutes late to the class, all lined up outside of the classroom trying to hand in their tardy slips. The art teacher made a comment about how they had to have stopped by the new, big, main office that had recently been built. I tried drawing something, but pencils kept breaking, even when sharpened with other pencil sharpeners (went to maybe 4-6 different ones, but the pencils always broke, usually right away). Then there seemed to be a fire drill; not sure if it was planned or not. I got a bit left behind and struggled with keeping up with the class that was out of sight. I saw one of my friends outside with another class up on the hill that they would have art, home ec, journalism, etc. classes stand on during drills. When the fire drill was over, there was some sort of water spill outside of and inside of the doorway. I went to find paper towels to clean it up because they were struggling. The paper towels weren't where my teacher said they would be, but I found them after some searching. I had to use this mini ladder to find them on the top shelf of a tall storage shelf (and also found these two old sandwiches on plates as if someone had intended to eat them for lunch or something). Helped clean up water and then the dream seemed to abruptly shift.
I was no longer at school; then I was pinned down by the boys' dogs getting smothered, squished, and suffocated. They wouldn't get off, and I couldn't move them. They kept licking my mouth despite me trying to get them to stop as hard as I could. Probably would have stopped breathing, either due to weight, blocked airways because they were kind of attacking my face relentlessly by licking my mouth, or allergies. It wasn't fun, and I was unable to stop it. I awoke with a jolt due to my alarm. Not the ideal way to wake up.
Sleep was a struggle most of this week; I felt so off emotionally, and it was so challenging to get to sleep and stay asleep. Pretty sleep deprived all week, and I wasn't able to sleep well at all. Dream recall also did not cooperate, so I had no idea what transpired, and I often woke up feeling sad. It was a bit better on Friday night/Saturday morning, but I woke up and struggled going back to sleep. Saturday night/this morning was considerably better, but there was still weirdness. I woke up fully convinced that I had slept like the entire day and that it was 5:46 pm at night (felt really rested, too). I was very confused about it. It was pointed out to me that I shouldn't be awake yet (that I had only been sleeping for like 2 hours) and that it was still early am. That threw me off considerably because I was fully convinced I had slept so long. I ended up going back to sleep off and on and just kind of relaxed in bed. I did remember a bit from my dream. I had been at a school, and I was there as like a teacher or staff. The one girl I used to babysit all the time was there, and there was some kind of conflict between her and another girl, resulting in her crying. I ended up working on helping them resolve things. More probably happened, but that's all I could remember.
The boys are definitely ready for summer break; they seem pretty done with the whole school thing, and they're starting to drag their feet more in the morning when it's time to go to school. They're also getting on each other's nerves a lot more. They just have one more week of school left, and they're excited about being able to "just relax" over summer. The autistic boy also is super fed up with all the cicadas and wishes for their doom; it's extreme for my tastes, but I don't blame him. There's an absurd amount of cicadas this year; there have been cicadas in years past, but it's nothing like this year.
Tsuki was her typical goofy, adorable self. Pretty sure she could tell that I was having a rough week because she was extra snuggly. Otherwise, it was pretty much normal antics, shenanigans, and cozy cat naps for Tsuki. She enjoyed snoozing on her favorite chair, chilling in her cat house, lounging on the back of the couch, birdwatching from her window shelf and the couch, wedging herself inside the opening of the cat scratcher, diving/hiding underneath her cat scratcher cave, and just living her best cat life.
Artwork for the week included more diamond art:
This week I created more new content for Creativity Chronicles, so feel free to check out the newest content!
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As life has its ups and downs, victories and struggles, sunshine and storms, be gentle with yourself. Give yourself a little credit for making it this far and recognize that the journey of life is not an easy one; you're doing the best you can. You don't have to be a superhero every day, tackling on the world's problems, putting out fires, and cranking out constantly in terms of productivity. It's okay to have low points where even getting out of bed feels like a struggle. Life is all about balance: rest and action, give and take, push and pull, yin and yang. You are allowed to take time to care for yourself. You're allowed to nurture and cherish yourself, taking time to tend to you and your needs. You're allowed to ask for help; you don't have to do it all on your own. You're allowed to have your emotions and to feel them. There's nothing wrong with you; you're human. The human experience is a messy one, and the world can be a very confusing, chaotic, wild, unpredictable place. Be kind to yourself and others, and don't diminish your light. You're worthy and valuable just as you are, and the world is better with you in it. Take care, show yourself some compassion and love, and have a wonderful rest of your weekend!
Food for thought for the week:
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