2014, day 33: dream catching

I’m not really superstitious about stuff but last year I fell in love with the idea of dream catchers. I mean, who doesn’t hate the way bad dreams can make your spirit sore when you wake up in the morning? I tend to lay in bed and worry or think awful thoughts and have bad dreams. So I decided that not only are dream catchers useful, they’re always whimsical.

So I went on a dream catcher making spree at the end of the summer. I gave most of them away, but I held onto this one, which lays above my head each night.

My prayers are more important than woven strings suspended from my ceiling, but it is a good reminder to me that I have a Dream Catcher – someone who will gladly hold onto all of my scary dreams and thoughts and filter out what I can handle. I just have to ask him to.