[Ginger]

Originally Posted by thedivahrrrself

I had a dream last night that my coworker told me I had a "spastic uterus". Googled it this morning, and apparently it actually exists.

I'm scratching my head today on this one.

Hmmm ... the uterus is like the center of the house. Sanctuary. The kind of sanctuary we carry around within us, can always retreat to. But your sanctuary is spastic, meaning, not within your control, and not being there for you.

I wonder if you are feeling like some part of yourself that you thought you could always count on, has become unreliable. Not trustworthy. Like a skill you've always had, that is failing you.

Or maybe it's not failing you, it's changing. Spasms are like labor pains, or an orgasm. An eruption, a rumbling deep in the earth. Who knows what will emerge?

And then there's the co-worker. She's the part of you that can be outside your self, evaluating things. She's the part of you that is telling the rest of you, Pay attention. Something is going to be different.

And maybe in a good way.