Opus had his anxiety closet. I have my anxiety closet dreams. Sunday night, the night of the June full moon, was a perfect example. In my sweat drenched dreams,I was married to my ex, (who is no longer among the living) my current husband, (Darrell) and to some underworld figure (his crazy sister was trying to kill me). Lots of moving around, danger, and angst. I foundmyself asking WTF when I awoke.
Today while driving, I observed several drivers challenging the worthiness of their insurance policy(or mine).
Some of you tell me it’s the full “strawberry” moon. Does the full moon truly affect animal behavioral patterns?
What’s your experience.
Any full-moon oddness in your life this weekend?
Love & blessings to all
-Leesa “the DCD”
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