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Honeymoon at Home

I had a most interesting and confusing dream, and I like to record them so I remember them better (you know how easily dreams disappear like a puff of smoke!) So I am sharing it, for whatever it’s worth. Feel free to psycho-analyse 🙂

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I dreamt that Mark and I had got married (again) and that we were honeymooning at home in a big house, but that he had hurt his arm building a new room…

…I went out and was trying to find my way. I borrowed a bike at a big roundabout, and asked a policeman. I asked if he spoke English and when he did, I said I was glad because my Hebrew wasn’t very good! Then I asked for Queensbury Circle in London! The policeman told me I had a man’s bike that was too high for me, and I would be more comfortable if I went back and swapped it for a lady’s bike.

I arrived at a building where a Jewish comedian was being advertised as doing a show, and other people were handing out leaflets condemning him, saying his show was bad for Israel.

I now had a baby in a pram and I was in a rush.

One of the people handing out leaflets was my old friend Karen. She asked me, “how is your ex-husband”, meaning Mark. I answered “he is my husband again”. Then she asked, “is that your baby?” I turned back and smiled and said “yes” but I rushed on.

I went home to see my husband and asked him if he was feeling better, but his arm was still hurting.
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I was woken up by a rogue alarm that went off at 7am on the bank holiday! (Thank-you, children!)

Well, all of this is weird and I hardly know where to start. Firstly, as far as I know, there is no thought of divorce or separation, and I hope there never will be!

I like the idea of a big new house. Maybe the new room is for the baby?

Honeymooning at home? Not very imaginative.

Queensbury, London, in Israel?

And I have a man’s bike? Too high for me?

And the hurting arm?

But the idea of a new baby in a pram is a nice one. Almost worth getting divorced for! 🙂

P.s. In the dream, he had cut off all his beautiful long, head-banging hair. I told him I won’t marry him again if the hair comes off 🙂

Jag har haft fullt upp!

It has all fallen apart a bit. I tend to do this. I tend to take on so much that I burn out and end up not finishing anything. (Sigh) The title is a Swedish phrase, which means roughly ‘I have had a full schedule’, or ‘I’ve been super-busy’! 🙂

I have picked up a dozen or more books and started them, but not finished them. In fact, I took a bunch of half-read books back to the library yesterday. I’m trying not to kick myself about the Read52 challenge. I don’t think I could catch up now, unless I get credit for good intentions!

I’m also so far behind in the Bible in 90 Days challenge this time that I really have no hope (or intention, sorry) of catching up. I also got to the end of Job just feeling that I was getting very little out of it this time round. Last year I read through faithfully every day, and marked all the words of God in red, and anything else important (like repetition and themes) in blue, and I really loved it. I saw new things in it and I’m really glad I did it. But this time, I had already switched to listening on audio Bible by the time I got to Joshua instead of actually reading it, as I was finding it so… boring! I really don’t want to feel that way about Bible reading.

So actually I’m juggling. I have a lot of plates to spin – being a wife and ‘mum’ with ME, homeschooling, housework, study, and trying to set up a Ministry / Business. I have never managed to find a great balance between homeschooling and housework – when the children were young, I figured that if I managed to get out of bed and the children were basically washed and fed and clothed and happy, everything else could look after itself.

I have been wondering why I decided to take on the extra spinning plates of study and business. Maybe a psychoanalyst is called for – do I have some need to set myself up to fail? Actually, I think I’m pretty driven, perhaps I need to prove myself in some way (I’m not sure to whom though or why). But being driven and fighting ME is a pretty tough battle. Actually I have heard that there’s quite a bit of evidence that a lot of people who get ME are A-type personalities (I tried to look for a good article to link to but I couldn’t find one).

I have never quite learned to pace myself either. I always seem to need to start something new, take on a little bit more, work a little bit harder. I help out at Scouts and Guides in a limited capacity, I teach (Sunday School, very basic Hebrew, adult Bible Study, although actually I haven’t done any classes since we moved down here as there doesn’t seem to be any interest), I’m now involved with two churches, I study (and now I ‘have’ to be studying my OU course, just about everything else looks more interesting which is another challenge! I’m even trying to learn Cornish in my ‘spare time’!)

I constantly feel on the edge of relapse, but resting doesn’t help anyway. I figure that, if I’m going to feel desperately tired and in pain whether I rest or get on with it anyway, I might as well just get on with it. Thankfully my ME is not severe (although I have had a few bad patches, and poor husband always seems me at my worst as I’m always pretty wrecked by the end of the day). I still don’t want to accept that it is ME to be quite honest. I would much rather have something that’s easily fixable, curable. But I don’t go to the GP anymore. My current one is nicer and more helpful than previous ones, but he’s no help really. When the blood-tests always come back negative or ‘borderline’ there’s no clear direction on how to treat me. So until and unless I can’t, I keep on keeping on. I keep picking up books and starting them. I keep trying to read my Bible. I keep studying and writing and doing my little groups. The children are washed and clothed and fed and reasonably happy. That sounds like a good life to me 🙂

The Lord’s Prayer

In response to OrthodoxMom3’s post on The Lord’s Prayer, I thought I would respond by posting a transliteration of the words in Hebrew:

Avinu Sheba-Shamayim,
Yitkadesh Shimkha
Tamlikh Malkhutkha,
Ye’ase Retzonkha,
Ba-Shamayim u-va’Aretz.
Et Lechem Chu’keinu Tein Lanu Ha-Yom.
U’ma’chal Lanu Al Chovoteinu
Keshe’mechalnu Af Anu Lechayaveinu,
Ve’Al Tevienu Lidei Nisayon,
Ela Tatzileinu Min Ha-Ra.
Amen

For more information, take a look at the post on Hebrew for Christians and the UK’s Wild Olive on the significance of Hebrew prayer for Christians.