I have been having especially vivid dreams lately.

What worries me is that in my dream last night, all I remember is covering my ears and screaming the Prayer to St. Michael the Archangel while I lay in my bed.

And I can’t remember why.

I’m back.

My godmother believes that the Lenten season is one meant for family focus and spiritual renewal. She told me that during that time, she tended brush away the spiritual side unless something urgently needed her attention, and focused on her own spiritual renewal.

I’m making that sound selfish. I can’t explain it, but it made perfect sense to me at the time, and since she’s more or less my mentor, I followed her example.

It was good. It was peaceful. There’s some stuff to type up, but I’ll get to that at another time.

For now, this is it.

Just a rant.

Can I tell you (my dear blog-thing) how much I do not want to go out tonight? How much I do not want to be social?

It’s a lot.

And it’s not even a strange-ish para-ish thing.

Absolutely nothing against being single on Valentine’s Day (I’m good, promise) it’s just I don’t feel like being around people.

But I guess I love my friends…

Damn emotions.

(non-valentine related.)

I’m staying with a friend for a day or two. He’s my best friend and I share everything with him. Yesterday I had to warn him and apologize just in case something should pop into his apartment.

When I went to sleep the other night, it’s the first time ever that I heard the murmurings here. I don’t necessarily think it’s something I brought, but something I picked up on the way over.

I just—I think I’ve been attracting more because I’ve been “brighter” lately.

In any case, I warned my friend, apologized, and said that they would leave when I do.

I feel like I’m going back to the way I once was. Open, expecting the good in people.

I’ve snarked up a bit with age, but you know, I just feel like I’m becoming that person again.

Which is fine. I was so much happier then. I’m aware of the possibility of pain.

Bring it. :) I’m a stronger person now.

Nothing much has happened lately. The murmurs in my head happen every night, just like they used to.

Beyond that, I was at my godmother’s house, which always has a few beings/spirits popping in and out, and I was speaking with my friend in the kitchen. We were talking about our pets. I laid my head on her shoulder and told her I missed my dog, who passed away a few months ago, so damn much.

And I felt an arm slip around my waist and something short press against the back of my other leg. It wasn’t my friend.

Nothing else of note.

The murmurings and mutterings in my mind have increased, I guess because I allow them, if not actively search for them.

Only when I lay my head down before going to sleep though.

Last night there were so many though. I feel bad because I can never quite remember them though.

I do remember though two different voices screaming out for help.

I’m almost completely positive that if these voices are attached to someone/a spirit/or something, it’s not one in my house. It’s just someone passing through, or the mutterings from the other side of the veil.  Which is everywhere and ever present.

Someone spent a good amount of time muttering in my mind this morning. While someone else was in my room.

Wee?