I usually don't wake up screaming when I'm in bed. If I fall asleep on the couch or the chair...well, I think I get startled upon wakening because my body's not quite sure of where it is.

Once, though, I was laying in bed asleep and woke up because a feeling came over me. A feeling that there was a presence in the room. My oldest son was standing next to the bed waiting for me to wake up so I could console him about his nightmare. Obviously, once I recovered from the friggin stroke he almost caused...I marveled at the subconcious's ability to detect stuff like that. Weird.


And yes...we've hidden the knives!

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.