3:/30

it is a weird day today in the cosmos

when i woke up at 3:23 in time to be awake for 3:30am on 03/30

i knew then

and when i resumed sleep at minutes to four, my head full of revelations, directions and notes I was writing in my head preparing for when i wake up, and now almost none remain.

a big white pick up truck, ford or mazda, nissan even, but the back seat in the latter is too small. i refuse for it to be white, however, and think of a palette of orange, pink, blue and white//

popup women's support sessions , held in savannahs around the nation. where we move with a tent. stove tops and grills, all our food, set up, cook a meal to share for whomever comes, tell them to bring a chair, seat, crate to sit on and we have these massive chat circles

i saw me with a generator and a big tank of soapy bleach water on the tray blasting a drain by an establishment in the middle of the night.

and yet still, none of this was the meat of my sleeping. maybe the rest will come to me as the day goes on/ On how and why is today weird. like my cycle circling five days earlier.

my clarity to have sons with narine boodoo.. he is a healer you see. and one who is kind and compassionate. he kept on seeing about me when i stopped having money. then i remembered I said one child;s godmother would certainly be Tricia. she too. an Indian. my aesthetician, who sees me whenever i need, it has been a long time and trek.to know good people in trinidad so long. nine years..

and i thought how weird is this. has anyone ever had their significantly older sibling be their godparent?

in my dream there seemed to be a black muslim family who operated what appeared to be a snackette but it was also a bar, and patrons sat around outside, and under the rum shop upstairs gallery, on tables and chairs, out in the yard, on the grass.

i remember seeing into some hole a woman's hand bag strap, and it caught my eye cause it was of hand made local leather, and i pulled it out and searched inside, there was a spare key for a car, much like for my honda. i now remembered in the dream, narine asked me where is my car and why have i not come to see him more regular, and when i tell him the car was done he says he will send his son to pick it up to fix it. and i thought to myself he will be surprised to see how much it is banged up. all from in the bad mind in the yard and the house.

in tune with the universe to note its movements and system alignments? like when it is 3:30am on March 30, 2016 and your cycle comes five days early at exactly 11:11 on March 29th?

it is even like that cycle is saying, look hear, time is running out we advancing the timeline on the turnaround. increases the windows on shorter lapses. doubt that the universe knows my name?