Rev. Kurt Condra Associate Minister

Swamp Monster

Had a weird anxiety dream last night co-starring a character I’m calling swamp monster. Most of the night, he bludgeoned me with a litany of personal failures and shortcomings. It’s disheartening because, despite years of conscious work affirming my ability to express the divine and fulfill my unique life’s purpose, swamp monster proves there’s slime and muck still swirling in my subconscious. I know I ought to be grateful these error-thoughts have been revealed because now they can be healed. Instead, I woke up cursing this new figment of my dream state, and in a state of total panic.