The most profound changes in my life that the last six months unearthed?

• Integrity
  
  
  
  • I discovered integrity was much higher on my list of values than I had at first assumed. Post-mortem analysis still hasn't completed on whether or not its related to my demisexuality. Note: "Labels" allowed me to articulate that concept in 31 words instead of 1000. You're welcome.

Allowing

• I learned about allowing versus attracting. Still working on where/with whom I allow my energy to be spent. For me, this is going to be a little more difficult. The door however, has been cracked open.

Growth

• I rushed toward - and embraced - every uncomfortable thing I could in order to facilitate growth. So much so, I missed what it was trying to teach me. I am far more cognizant of that which is uncomfortable now, and do not run toward it. I don't even face its direction. I am - for now - sidestepping that which is uncomfortable until I regain my bearings.

Dreamed I spent all day working on a multi-media art project for a an outdoor show. It was easily one of the best-executed, most visually stunning sets there.

My family was there, as well as this loud, crass, highly-annoying woman with her husband and kids. As I was super busy working on the project, I ignored this woman’s glaring intoned request for validation of her smartness as she loudly bragged of her knowledge of all things and how I could probably do it better. This set her off.

I heard her vitriol at the slight as I left for another part of the event to retrieve some items. On my way back I ran into them at the dining area so stopped to chat with them in an over-the-top manner while wearing my most authentic smile before going back to my masterpiece. I seemed to have smoothed things over.

When I got there, it had been stripped. All of it. Gone.

I walked back to the dining area and asked if they knew what had happened? The lady backpeddled so fast, and so violently, her entire family was stunned, as she swore to scour the grounds to find my my art and get to the bottom of this heinous act.

They all sprung into action with the matriarch never once acknowledging being the cause for any of this, and while I was frustrated at having to reassemble - and in some things recreate - the entire thing, sure enough they’d not only found every single missing item, but I’d won the grand prize and they’d parked a super sleek, futuristic, extraordinarily expensive RV - he grand prize - in the outcropping in which I’d been working. A little bit later the lady proudly reveled a tidy, neat stack of every missing piece, then - with a show of pompous visibility - laid an additional, well wrapped package atop it all. Her unspoken peace offering. I thanked her and they all started to tune to leave.

That's when the strength of the supports were exceeded on the outcropping, triggering the auto-adjust gears buried deep underground to adjust. I could see the supports shift slightly as the entire outcropping glided further into the water to compensate, then - due to the weight of the RV, the stack of supplies, and that last gift, broke off, and crashed into rapidly moving water below. I thought I’d be able to retrieve most of it by diving in, but the strong current carried everything off and due to the direction the river was flowing, I knew I’d have to drive to Saint Louis if there were any chance of getting my stuff back.