Caitlin OBrien
Bio
I write because I can’t imagine doing anything else.
Stories (5/0)
Twins Reunited Under a Gemini New Moon
Once upon a time, in a land far far away…well more like 3 hours away off a highway in Delano California, there lived twin Doberman-Greyhound puppies named Hansel and Gretel who were left abandoned on the side of the road. Their rescuers cleverly named them Hansel and Gretel after the classic fairy tale of the famous lost twins. I was lost myself (more emotionally than physically) and found myself at the Dobies and Little Paws Rescue in hopes of volunteering to help man’s best friend and forget my troubles. The same day I went to volunteer was the same day Hansel and Gretel arrived at the rescue. The moment I saw them, I knew we would all be a family. At the time, I couldn’t imagine how this could possibly unfold. I had currently moved back in with my dad and had quit my job to help him take care of stepmom who had had two strokes. Not exactly the ideal situation to have one giant dog let alone two. Yet, I had a very strong feeling I couldn’t shake that we would be together.
By Caitlin OBrien2 years ago in Petlife
Call of the Night Owl
Part I A full moon rose high above the land to keep watch over the night offering loving guidance for lost souls who were searching, searching, searching. What they yearned for they did not know, but they followed the moon’s glow all the same, hoping that whatever lay ahead would relinquish their fervent hunger. Diana was one of those lost souls. She desperately followed the light into the depths of the woods. The tall trees cast dark shadows all around her confusing her way. Soon she was engulfed in total darkness. She froze. Her body paralyzed with fear. Her mind screamed out for help. Nothing. She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe in. She refused to breathe out until her body forced her to exhale. With the immediate revival back to life, she opened her eyes surprised to see a pair of eyes staring back at her. Suddenly, she felt a sensation of warm electricity shooting up the base of her spine through the top of her head. She was no longer afraid.
By Caitlin OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
My Sleep Resolution is My Dream Resolution
The countdown begins…10, 9, 8…is it really almost another new year? 7, 6, 5…wow it went by fast…4, 3, 2,1 and HAPPY NEW YEAR! My alarm goes off. It’s midnight in the year 2022. A whole new year has begun. I grab my notebook and a pen lying next to me and quickly jot down my dream before it’s forgotten. I think I was at a New Year’s party and there were ranch animals wearing party hats. We were inside a small house with giant windows. I remember looking at the moon, which was full and glowing a deep orange hue. We did the New Year’s countdown and then…what happened? I feel groggy. Am I half awake? Or am I half asleep? I smile and yawn, “Un rêve est la moitié d'une réalité,“ A dream is half a reality, my favorite quote that has inspired me since my late teens. I even had it tattooed on me. This year I decided to dive deeper into the dream world, the other reality. Since this was going to be my New Year’s resolution, I thought there would be no better way to kick it off than do just exactly that, dream. So, I prepared for sleep and set my alarm for midnight to awaken in the New Year with a dream. The trick I learned to remember dreams is to wake up during certain brainwaves of sleep. Einstein used to do exactly that. He would hold a metal ball so when he dozed off it would fall and wake him up. He had some of his most insightful dreams and ideas doing this. I didn’t have a metal ball, but I did have an iPhone alarm, which would work just the same. My dogs stirred next to me. Coyotes were howling in the distance and in response they howled back. It was then I remembered the last part of my dream. That’s right! Before I woke up all the ranch animals started howling at the moon once it was midnight and then the scene changed from inside the house to on top of a mountain landscape with fairy lights decorating it as if it was covered in twinkling stars. I noticed I was hungry and looked up at the moon, which had turned into a delicious looking orange ready to be peeled. I floated up to take a bite, but as I got closer the orange grew enormous in size and engulfed me. It was beating as if it was a heart, and I was pulsating with it. I closed my eyes, and all became dark. I was a child in the womb of the Mother Earth. I was warm and comfortable here. I wanted to stay here forever. But then I saw a small bright white light straight ahead. It called to me in angelic song. I felt pulled towards it. The light became brighter and brighter and came closer and closer until I was completely emerged in it. The sound of howling filled my ears. Then I woke up. I finished writing down the last part of my dream, stretched, and nestled deeper into the layers of warm blankets sinking further into the loving embrace of my bed. I yawned. Time to go back to sleep. I would analyze my dream in the morning to figure out what my subconscious was trying to tell me.
By Caitlin OBrien2 years ago in Psyche
Reclaiming Self-Worth
Part I The drums beat: Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom! Rhythmically grounding my body, calmly opening my mind. The trance had begun. I felt the shift from this reality into another. If felt like walking through fog; Hazy, light yet dense. I knew my body would be safe. I felt the presence of love all around it. True love. The kind experienced in oneness, in Source. And with that knowing of protection, my soul dove into my heart without looking back, swimming effortlessly through the gateway into the other realm. The one I was entering to reclaim my self-worth.
By Caitlin OBrien2 years ago in Motivation