I am not sure how I forgot to write about this dream, but I did. Life has been hectic lately, and I tend to think of doing something, but then never actually get to do it! I wanted to write this down, just because it felt so wonderful, so I don't ever forget.
I was at my neighbors house. I heard banging on her back door/window. There was a very angry man outside screaming at us. I have no idea what he was saying, or what he wanted or who he was. In the midst of his tirade, I saw these two beautiful crows flying by, I reached out the window and they took peanuts out of my hand. Then they came back around and the larger crow was carrying the smaller one in his talons and the smaller one landed on my arm and the larger on my shoulder and they ate from my hand. I felt so overwhelmed by this sense of peace, I woke up crying.
I have no idea what it means. I just know it was beautiful. It made me feel loved, and watched over. It was a peaceful feeling, and I was wishing I could go back to sleep and see them again, to experience it all over again. They felt real, and they felt like more than birds.
It was lovely. I wish all my dreams could make me feel like that.
Monday, February 28, 2011
My Last Blog
My last blog was purely an experimental moment. I was playing on YouTube and I clicked on the "share" button and saw that you could post things to your blog from there, so I gave it a try. Obviously it worked!
I always loved Annie's Song...always loved John Denver and felt so bad when he passed away. He was taken far too soon in my opinion. I think he was a great humanitarian and as a fellow tree hugger, I could relate to his love of nature. When I was a little girl and I first heard the song Calypso and saw Jacques Cousteau, I thought to myself that these men lived noble lives, taking care of the earth, both in their own way. They had great vision and purpose and even as a child I could feel it. I was hoping that I had such a purpose too.
I'm not sure, looking back 40 years, if I have the sort of purpose and life that I imagined I would back then when I was 7, but it hasn't been a bad life and I'm not complaining. It's just not as I envisioned it. I envied Jacques and his life on the sea (but really, I am afraid of water, so I'm not sure I would have made a suitable assistant for him!), I envied John and his beautiful gift of music, but didn't see my voice as something anyone else other than my mother would want to listen to! They lived very romantic lives in my mind, and I thought that I was one of the most romantic people I knew, so who better to have a romantic life than me...and really, I've never wanted much from life. I've always had simple desires. Even as a 7 year old, although I envied those larger-than-life men, I only wanted a quiet life, some babies, a dog...a white picket fence around my house and fresh laundry hanging in the yard. I think I've done alright for myself considering those were the things I wanted. I think I've come pretty darn close to those childhood musings!
A person can't expect more from life than that.
I always loved Annie's Song...always loved John Denver and felt so bad when he passed away. He was taken far too soon in my opinion. I think he was a great humanitarian and as a fellow tree hugger, I could relate to his love of nature. When I was a little girl and I first heard the song Calypso and saw Jacques Cousteau, I thought to myself that these men lived noble lives, taking care of the earth, both in their own way. They had great vision and purpose and even as a child I could feel it. I was hoping that I had such a purpose too.
I'm not sure, looking back 40 years, if I have the sort of purpose and life that I imagined I would back then when I was 7, but it hasn't been a bad life and I'm not complaining. It's just not as I envisioned it. I envied Jacques and his life on the sea (but really, I am afraid of water, so I'm not sure I would have made a suitable assistant for him!), I envied John and his beautiful gift of music, but didn't see my voice as something anyone else other than my mother would want to listen to! They lived very romantic lives in my mind, and I thought that I was one of the most romantic people I knew, so who better to have a romantic life than me...and really, I've never wanted much from life. I've always had simple desires. Even as a 7 year old, although I envied those larger-than-life men, I only wanted a quiet life, some babies, a dog...a white picket fence around my house and fresh laundry hanging in the yard. I think I've done alright for myself considering those were the things I wanted. I think I've come pretty darn close to those childhood musings!
A person can't expect more from life than that.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Missing my BLOG!
I've been away from my blog for far too long. I have no idea what I'm writing about here...I just know I need to. It's a strange thing, really. I find I expend too much energy in other places and then I have nothing left for blogging. I rarely spend too much time blogging and maybe that's the problem. Maybe I'm spending too much time doing the wrong thing!
So here I sit. At work again. Blogging on break. Maybe we can call it The Break Blog! Maybe everyone should blog on breaks! It should be mandatory! It would help us to clear our heads and get all the crap out so we can forge ahead doing whatever mundane job we are required to do so we get paid every two weeks. It's like energizing...refueling...reving the old engine! I feel like a real old car that's been sitting in the driveway for a few months over the winter. I'm slowly putt-putting back to life. It does seem an appropriate time of year for that sort of thing. Spring is coming soon. This dreadful snow will melt and I will be able to see greenery again, I HOPE! I hear some people have seen daffodils popping up in their yards. I'm not lucky enough to have those...but I trust them if they say they saw them, then they did. My snails were screwing up a storm yesterday so I KNOW they realize what time of year it is. There is hope for this winter bound soul. If the weather breaks soon, maybe my mood will too!
Well, it's back to work for me. I've got lots to finish up before I leave today. I just feel good having written something, even if it's just nonsense.
Hope I didn't bore you. Hey...wake up! ;-)
So here I sit. At work again. Blogging on break. Maybe we can call it The Break Blog! Maybe everyone should blog on breaks! It should be mandatory! It would help us to clear our heads and get all the crap out so we can forge ahead doing whatever mundane job we are required to do so we get paid every two weeks. It's like energizing...refueling...reving the old engine! I feel like a real old car that's been sitting in the driveway for a few months over the winter. I'm slowly putt-putting back to life. It does seem an appropriate time of year for that sort of thing. Spring is coming soon. This dreadful snow will melt and I will be able to see greenery again, I HOPE! I hear some people have seen daffodils popping up in their yards. I'm not lucky enough to have those...but I trust them if they say they saw them, then they did. My snails were screwing up a storm yesterday so I KNOW they realize what time of year it is. There is hope for this winter bound soul. If the weather breaks soon, maybe my mood will too!
Well, it's back to work for me. I've got lots to finish up before I leave today. I just feel good having written something, even if it's just nonsense.
Hope I didn't bore you. Hey...wake up! ;-)
Friday, February 4, 2011
Strange Dreams
Not that strange and vivid dreams are a stranger to this girl, because they aren't, but lately the dreams I have been having are showing a pattern and I wanted to document it. I don't keep a dream journal because I'm stubborn! I should. I have a journal just for that purpose, but I don't use it. I think I'm just making life harder than it needs to be!
The first dream was last week. It involved baby chicks and ducks. They were helpless. I felt they needed me to help them. They were sleeping and seemed to be sleeping in a place where it wasn't safe to be sleeping. I tried to gather them up to keep them warm in a pile. They were very sweet. The setting was the street where I grew up. The house/backyard was my neighbor's house...a place I spent much time as a child.
Then, the next few nights went by, I had a dream about baby foxes and kangaroos! The baby foxes were sooooo cute....and the baby kangaroos were clinging to my body...searching for my POUCH! Weird! I was riding a pedal car...that looked rather like a Hummer...or big Jeep. The street I was on was near the street where I grew up. It was a corner. Not sure if any of these details matter...but although I found the foxes and kangaroos adorable, I was trying to get them off of me and I couldn't. They were stuck to me...to my legs...weird!
Then a few nights later...maybe two, I had a dream that there were...(gulp) bats and bugs living under a bed in our house. It was so weird. There were piles of excrement and bugs crawling around...and I was so happy to have found them so I could show my husband that we did have a problem and that we should get rid of them immediately. Well, naturally, when we went back to look, they were gone! UGH! Disgusting dream.
So...what's with the two animal theme? The first two dreams seemed so similar to me...but the last one...yuck! I suppose if I gave it a lot of thought I could figure it out. Maybe the needy baby animals represent stresses...too many things going on and needing my attention. The last dream was just the bats way of freaking me out!
Anyhow...not sure why it matters...but I wanted to write these down before I forget. It's easy to forget dreams over time and for some reason I felt the need to document. I think I should start that dream journal. Then I don't have to bore blog readers (as if there are so many! hahaha) with this sort of thing.
Oh well, sorry to bore you....I'll try harder next time!
The first dream was last week. It involved baby chicks and ducks. They were helpless. I felt they needed me to help them. They were sleeping and seemed to be sleeping in a place where it wasn't safe to be sleeping. I tried to gather them up to keep them warm in a pile. They were very sweet. The setting was the street where I grew up. The house/backyard was my neighbor's house...a place I spent much time as a child.
Then, the next few nights went by, I had a dream about baby foxes and kangaroos! The baby foxes were sooooo cute....and the baby kangaroos were clinging to my body...searching for my POUCH! Weird! I was riding a pedal car...that looked rather like a Hummer...or big Jeep. The street I was on was near the street where I grew up. It was a corner. Not sure if any of these details matter...but although I found the foxes and kangaroos adorable, I was trying to get them off of me and I couldn't. They were stuck to me...to my legs...weird!
Then a few nights later...maybe two, I had a dream that there were...(gulp) bats and bugs living under a bed in our house. It was so weird. There were piles of excrement and bugs crawling around...and I was so happy to have found them so I could show my husband that we did have a problem and that we should get rid of them immediately. Well, naturally, when we went back to look, they were gone! UGH! Disgusting dream.
So...what's with the two animal theme? The first two dreams seemed so similar to me...but the last one...yuck! I suppose if I gave it a lot of thought I could figure it out. Maybe the needy baby animals represent stresses...too many things going on and needing my attention. The last dream was just the bats way of freaking me out!
Anyhow...not sure why it matters...but I wanted to write these down before I forget. It's easy to forget dreams over time and for some reason I felt the need to document. I think I should start that dream journal. Then I don't have to bore blog readers (as if there are so many! hahaha) with this sort of thing.
Oh well, sorry to bore you....I'll try harder next time!
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