The Details of Dreams


“You don’t get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.”  ~  Neil Gaiman

“Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore”  ~  Leonard Cohen

“Romance is the deepest thing in life. It is deeper than reality.”  ~  G. K. Chesterton

“What occurs to people when they read Kurt [Vonnegut] is that things are much more up for grabs than they thought they were. The world is a slightly different place just because they read a damn book. Imagine that.”  ~  Mark Vonnegut

“There are people who think that things that happen in fiction do not really happen. These people are wrong.”  ~  Neil Gaiman

Another coyote morning here today. They were out there singing just after I awoke this morning. I don’t remember what I was dreaming just before I woke up, but it must have been a doozy. My hair told the story. What I do remember is the feelings, which are the true nature of dreams. The details of dreams don’t make sense – well, simply because they don’t make sense. Regardless, I am now awake, and have been for a couple of hours, now. It is indeed a workday, which should be interesting, because the past two days have been about a month long, and in a good way. I’m all for time distortion. It breaks up a stodgy and suppressive storyline that can commandeer most any life. My best guess is that a habitual and rigid personal storyline gradually erodes any personal investment, any soul investment, that was there to begin with. But to find yourself suddenly awake in a world that feels fresh and new? Do you jump in? Do you invest yourself freely? Or just cautiously?  If at all. That’s why my past two days have been so long. I packed in a lot of new stuff. It’s not that I was busy, per se; no more than usual. It was an investment thingy.  Yes, I got a lot out of the past two days – because I put a lot in to the past two days. Most of it doesn’t language too well. Note: I used “language” as a verb. I did so intentionally. Now, moving forward, backward, whatever. I first noticed it during the massage on Wednesday morning. The hour long session lasted at least two days, which indicates that my perception had either gone all wonky and stuff or that it was simply otherwise occupied. My skillful practitioner showed intuition in honing in on trouble spots in this aching and fussy body. It’s a start. More work is needed. I am certainly more relaxed than I have been within recent memory. It’s partially the physical massage itself, but on a deeper level it is the self-care dynamic. If you don’t take care of yourself  .  .  .  oh, never mind. You get it. I’m feeling sorely tempted to ramble on for a while, but I ain’t goin’ that way for now. I will savor the wordless parts. That and a little breakfast will take me a long way. I enjoy my job, and it is also often fun. That is where I am going today. It’s been a long two days. A few hours of structured time won’t hurt me none, reckon?

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.


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