Twenty-two and a half hours until the solar eclipse as I start typing. I have been obsessed to the point of madness but I think I've finally hit the path through. The nightmare was followed by the best dream imaginable the next night so that's better. Give it up to the universe. I'm accepting that I need to rework my diet, for real this time, because I am having heartburn so bad with some food that it burns through the twice daily Zantac. I need to keep a list and quit eating those foods. I've been having weird heaviness in the top of my head that makes me feel like I'm going to fall over from the pain and horrible headaches at night, too; one of the people on the astrology page told me about tying a scarf around my forehead and it really works! Tie it tight, and she said to put the knot over my ear but I haven't noticed the knot position making a difference. Within 30 minutes, all gone and no drugs. I'm hoping that the change in diet stops the headaches, too.
These emotional ups and downs are going to do me in some day. I just want them to become gentle, rolling hills.
A dream, she said, past the pain in her head
A dream full of hope and of joy
A dream that is full of light and of warmth
A dream for a girl with no boy
Life can be sweeter, Life can be bliss
Life can be all that you dream
All you must do is open your heart
And go out to the life that you need
Here's to trusting the universe. 22 hours now.