So, yes, I joined the crush of 10 year olds and their attendant parental units and went to see Harry Potter. It was quite good. But it was also quite obvious that there was too much in the book to fit in the movie. There was hardly a breather. Still supreme f/x and the chemistry between the actors just gets better and better every movie.
As I drove home, I could recognize that my anxiety level about going back to work tomorrow was raising, so I said a little prayer to Freyja telling her I needed a little help to get through tomorrow. And I remembered another fragment of a dream from Friday night (the night where, apparently I was channeling the Twilight Zone). I had dreamt that I was in some sort of airborn vehicle. It wasn't particularly an airplane, but I don't know what else it might have been. Anyway, at some point, I realized that it was going to crash (or roll over) which was going to be very bad. I had the sense that I could die, and I prayed...and it just flowed off my lips as a prayer to Freyja and Freyr. I don't remember anymore of the dream.
What's sort of significant about this is that I've always wondered about what my knee jerk reaction would be faced with imminent danger, in terms of prayer. Since I can still recite portions of the Lutheran liturgy verbatim, it seems fair to think that a Christian response might leap forth by rote. But, somehow, it seems important to me at the moment of my greatest danger to be able to pull close those gods that I now call my own.
Along the lines of prayers, my mother's cousin, Jimmy, is very sick. He just had spinal surgery and his recovery is not so pretty (my mother worries he's not going to make it). Anyway, if you pray or send energy or whatever you might do, I'd appreciate it going his way. He and his wife and my parents have been good friends in the past several years.
Here's something to be happy about - I only work 3 days this week. I think I, and all other involved parties, can survive that. I'm off to read my romance novel...for those of you who didn't follow the link in the last post, you might want to. It is hysterical.
And here's a pretty picture for your Monday.