Tuesday, March 6, 2012
I believe in dreams
I woke from a strange dream at about 4:30 this morning. It was less like waking than like moving from one room to another. I believe in dreams -all of them. Even the 'pizza dreams' and the 'sick body dreams' are a part of something trying to work itself out in our mind. But some dreams kind of hold you captive. They won't let you say "Oh well, . . " and get on with something else. Perhaps I will offer the dream in a blog. If you are on FB, that means you will have to read it at Multiply if you are interested. This day needs to be full. I rose early when I could not sleep and made waffles for the freezer - yes Louis and I had some. In a little I will call my mother. We will see if the dream lets go. Blessings friends.
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Some dreams are like bulldogs. I had one on death and decay when I was in so much pain with an angry gall bladder New Years Day, and I recall the vision and even smells so clearly.
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it's in my frontal lobe still so i probably will blog it out. funny, it should have been terrifying, but it wasn't at all.
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