Today, I am thankful for a dream wherein I broke a small artifact at foot-level in an Antique Shop. When I apologised to the shop assistant (a man of around 50 years of age, with close-to-black short hair) he was unmoved by my gesture, and addressed the situation with a casual contempt for me, explaining that I needed to pay. When I said I was willing, he remained scornful. I indicated I felt it was possible to acknowledge my address and also direct me to pay. He shrugged, and walked out of the front door. Spotting a woman (who was younger) who worked in the store, I explained the situation to her and explained I was angry about having feelings ignored. She empathised and helped me to pay for the item. I then woke up. This dream alerts me to an entitlement I must hold onto subconsciously, that even when I break something, whether accident or otherwise, I hold an expectation of acknowledgement for my feelings, my apology. I am not owed this. I must amend the situation, this is all. Though I have sought to tackle this in my conscious mind, I am thankful that this dream reminds me more work is to be done to grow.
I am grateful for being educated in a personal account of the struggle of approx. 150,000 union members affected by Erdogan's tyrannical regime. The resilience and faith of this individual in spite of cruel oppression shows incredible resilience, but a pressure no-one should bare.
I am thankful for the feeling of returning home after an emotionally and spiritually engaging trip away.
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