For some reason, last night I dreamed I was on Project Runway. (No, I am not that talented with cloth.) I was given a physical helper, i.e. someone to get cloth for me and maneuver the cloth, etc. My helper was a transgender woman. However, because I am a Christian, my helper tried very hard to sabotage all my work and, for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why. I was so sad and hurt in my dream to be judged especially since I didn’t judge her or anyone else in my dream. It was such a real-life dream it was difficult to distinguish for several seconds the dream from reality. (You know how dreaming minds can be.) I was very glad to be awake and not living that other dream-life. It was hurtful.
I know people pass judgment all the time on others, and I’ve been judged quite a lot being in a wheelchair; partly because of this judgment, but mostly because Christ said not to judge I try my best not to pass judgment on anyone else. Each person is an individual and should be treated so.
OK – rolling off my soapbox now.
I am currently taking a break from writing to…write…. (Hmm, yeah, that works.) The more the words come out, the more and more I am believing the next published work is going to be a collection of short stories. The novel is still being worked on, which is surprising. Could I be advancing as a writer? Please God, let it be so!
Before this newest story is to be completed I am going to need to do some research and make some phone calls. Here’s hoping the research is fruitful.
Hope your day is going well and you are having this beautiful sunshine we are here in Central Kentucky.