the cat scan ramp-up and shark healers

it’s that time of year again. when the flowers bloom and the trees turn green and i have to drink isotopic iodine. or whatever that crap is. the test isn’t for three weeks. but already i am having cancer dreams. and am distracted and fretful.

last night i dreamed that i escaped being attacked by a shark. it swam right underneath me in clear shallow ocean water. someone yelled “shark” and i swam right out. then told myself it was stupid of me to try and swim at dusk. but the water looked so nice. i was sad i couldn’t swim. i told a friend about the dream. she suggested that maybe it was a love thing. which maybe kinda made sense. but i said, i think it’s a cancer dream, not really understanding how or why. then later i was telling a co-worker about it and another co-worker overheard and sent me this. It’s from a bnet gallery on coincidences (which have been flooding me lately) by author robert moss. check it:

“On my way to a TV show in Seattle to talk about dreams, I had to wait at a busy intersection. Suddenly the driver of an amazing vehicle painted blue, with a giant shark’s fin on top, stopped to let me cross. I remarked to my friends, ‘The shark will be a theme today.’

“On the air, the interviewer told me of a dream in which she was flying low over blue waters, watching the dorsal fins of sharks circling below. I commented that, if it were my dream, in addition to watching out for ‘sharks’ at work, I might wonder if anyone I knew was challenged by cancer. Sharks don’t get cancer, I said, and have sometimes proved to be helpers for cancer patients in guided imagery sessions in which they picture a shark eating the cells of their disease.

“Off the air, the TV anchor revealed that her mother, who was vacationing in the Caribbean, had been diagnosed with cancer. I suggested that her mother visualize the shark as an inner healer.”

woah, right? so, yes. shark = scary. but shark also maybe = healer? shark cartilage is a supplement suggested for cancer. and if you’re going to have a bulldog advocate on your team, hey, you could do worse than a shark. though they still scare the hell out of me (and yes, i’ve seen the planet earth episodes where they’re sweet and smart and rideable as ponies. but still. yikes.)

anyway. humor me in countdown mode.

love. thanks for reading. xoxo