Psalm 129

This psalm is much darker than the others that I have been reading in recent days.  The main idea seems to be "Greatly have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me."  I have been somewhat open in this blog about my desire to have a more healthy spiritual and emotional life. One of my other readings this week has expressed the idea that the pattern of isolation and escapist reading that I have lived since my youth is almost certainly a coping mechanism that allows me to hide from the pain of a deep inner wound.  The challenge is to identify and recognize what that wound is so that it can be dealt with.  It sounds like the psalmist identified his wound and was dealing with it - "they have not prevailed against me".  So far my wound is still a puzzle to me.  Stay tuned.  All will be revealed (well - maybe in a restrained form).

Daily Report

Morning report:
This section may take the form of a daily activity journal (a diary, if you will).  A big chuck of yesterday was spent preparing for (flowers and cookies) and attending Al's memorial service.  After that, we tried to rejuvenate at Shari's before embarking more energetically on our camping preparations. (Any one reading this thinking that means our house will be unattended for a few days should know that our firefighter son and his family will be here because we have air conditioning and it will be hot.  He is even more fearsome than I am.)  With our rejuvenated spirits in hand, we came home and took a nap.  Then I did yard work.

On the dream front, I have very interesting memories and as I started to recount them in my head, they became even more significant.  I found myself in a situation when I was significantly restricted by being forced into some sort of hiding with my two teenage sons.  At some point my rage reached a point that I shot with deadly intent at someone who was the recipient of my anger.  I was very surprised to find that my weapon had nothing but blanks in it.  I was somehow able to use this fact as leverage against my oppressor to win freedom from my restrictions and receive enough financial blackmail to supply funds for my sons to attend college.

I have run out of time to go into some of the possible relevance to my situation but a couple of observations:
1.  Somewhere in me, there might be rage
2.  Revelation of secrets produces freedom
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