I have been meaning to write a post about why I haven't been writing many posts lately, but go figure, for all the reasons I haven't written about yet, I haven't finished it. So, I'm going to take the excellent suggestion offered by Wendy of Renewing Ruined Cities, who said I should consider re-posting some [...]
Posts under ‘dreams’
Trauma
Image credit: Photo by Express Monorail on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons In the dream, I was driving on a highway laid out like silver thread between my home and the nearest big city. My husband was seated next to me, smiling, and I could feel the kids safely at home, laughing with their babysitter. [...]
Nightmares
Image credit: Photo by samzie2006 on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons I woke up this morning, muscles clenched like a fist and throat tight with anxiety, wanting to grab my son and never let him go. I crept to where he was sleeping and ran my fingers through his curls, reassuring myself he was there [...]
Codie Dreams of Healing
Image credit: Art by nflorence2012 on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons My subconscious has been spinning up lovely blog posts for me lately. Having held the mirror up to my own self-doubt, it decided to move on to my magical power to heal others. In the dream, I was out at a restaurant with a [...]
Codie Dreams of Self Doubt
Image credit: Photo by onkel_wart on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons Sometimes my subconscious likes to be really mysterious in its messages to me (so, why, exactly, did a frog hop on the big pink bubble gum bubble I was blowing?). Sometimes it likes to tell jokes. Sometimes it (like many a subconscious) likes to [...]
Dream State
Image credit: Photo by Joe Thorn on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons When I have nightmares, my subconscious doesn't like to get imaginative. There are no weird surrealist scenes. There are no horror movie serial killers. There are no dank and mouldering castles. It likes to stick with what it knows: my children in danger [...]
Recurring Dream Haikus
Wandering the rooms.They've been hidden for years nowunknown, unopened. How is this my house?Who furnished these ancient rooms?How did they get here? Sometimes I find roomsalready housing others,unknown, in my home. Night comes, breathing soft.Each time, a new house, new rooms,yet it's always mine. What dark place is this,the undiscovered country,the map my mind makes? [...]
Building Something New
Image credit:Photo posted on UADDit(along with other pictures ofamazing Lego art!) I grew up believing that there was a formula for building a career. Jobs were like packaged construction sets: you picked the single set you liked best, followed the instructions, laying down one piece of education or experience at a time, until you had [...]
My Subconscious Makes a Joke
After several days of being up too late, I decided to take advantage of my husband's weekend presence at home and send him out with the kids while I took a nap. I fell into a light sleep, listening to the kids alternately giggling and bickering as they got ready to leave, then slipped into [...]
Stupid Dreams
Last night I was up late, making my pre-travel to do list and to-doing some of it. I answered e-mail and saw a picture of a friend, now so pregnant that I did not recognize her at first in the photo. I made arrangements to see another friend (Missy), meet her husband, who (my mother [...]
