I named it “Under The Red Sky”. (D)

As a child I had nightmares almost every night. Dreams were very vivid and most of the time I couldn’t wake up. I was in an abandoned city under the red sky. I was left alone, left behind. Everybody ran away - but me. I was left with the sky and dark forces were coming to get me. Running from the shadows, hiding and running again … In the end, the darkness always found me and I had to face it. When it found me, it killed me. Then there was a moment … and I was back. I fell in love with my dark companion. Every time. You can imagine how confusing that was for a little girl. As years went by I learned to love my dark dreams and my monsters. Though it completely changed the way of seeing myself. I felt different. In a negative way … and the red sky remained my synonym for fear.

In my heart there is still this sympathy, love for the unusual. Today I am a person that will most likely make friends with people that peek out from the line of “socially acceptable”. I can relate to their feelings.

But most importantly: I love my red sky. Because I understand now that under all the fears, courage always finds its way to LIFE.

In this blog I’m letting you see ME under the fear. Under the red sky. Can you relate?

LEGEND for the abbreviations in the titles:
(H) – humor post
(S) – sarcasm post
(D) –drama post
(P) – passion post