A turn

Last night I dreamed a new kind of dream. In the dream, I was confident and knew what to do to solve the problem. There's been some shift in me that feels more permanant than the constant shifting that I do. Passing time will reveal if it's real, but even if it's only for today, it's a welcome change. Why is it often that when my mood lifts, it's a foggy day? I've always loved the fog (except when I'm driving).

It is time for compassion for self. If these wings will hold, I will learn to soar.