262 - A God, Sleepy
Lin
Today has been full of strange dreams.
From a weird kid commenting on my arse to seeing one of the voldys' dead relatives, it's definitely been interesting.
I have been sleeping a great deal, probably in part due to the healings I've been having done on myself.
But also due to the healings I've done in Mann.
Rebalancing the area surrounding Albert's Tower should have come with a warning sign.
Saying that though, the ridiculous imbalance of energy from the human and other realms should have been warning enough that I'd have my work cut out for me.
Niamh and Fand have been insistent that I rest now, given the circumstances.
Whilst as a God it is my job to be helping people as much as I'm able to, it's also important that I don't run myself aground like I have been.
However, it does feel like soon, I'll be able to go out and socialise again.
My MIND coach has arranged for me to go to the office today, which means I'll at least be able to alleviate some of the isolation I've been experiencing.
Yet for now, I know I need to rest and only take on as much as I feel able to energetically.
Dog star Sirius is in the sky right now, and so I have to pay that some mind whilst I get myself together.
As I think this, Niamh sets down a steaming bowl of stew in front of me, alongside some local sourdough bread.
Recover yer strength, lad.
In the broth sits queenies, potatoes, onions, kipper, butter, seaweed and a whole load of heavy cream, likely from the supposedly extinct Gaelg cows we found the other day. As I take a sip from the spoon I've been given, I realise that it's been very well seasoned to boot - garlic, chives, sage and rosemary, along with a touch of paprika.
You guys really put your hearts into this, didn't you?
Fand ruffles my hair.
Of course, lad! We want ye to get better.
My heart grows warm. Compared to how I used to be treated, the way I've found myself being doted on since I found out that I'm a God...
It's all I ever dreamed of.
To think that I could be loved in these familial, friendly, and even romantic ways, up until then, felt inconceivable.
Yet somehow, here I am, tucking into some of the best broth I've ever tasted, feeling the pain in my sinuses subside, knowing that my real family truly does love me - and that regardless of what I need, that will never change.
I find myself finishing said broth rather quickly, and when I ask for more, nearly everyone laughs. Soon enough, I'm given further stew, alongside some sweet bonnag that Manny made for everyone.
Eating with everyone like this, with no strings attached, no obligations aside from just being, I know what it is to be safe, to be truly loved.
And that is all I ever wanted.
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