water

Dreaming. On a Mondo Scale.

April 6, 2010

The exercise is to stream-of-consciousness write down my dreams. The premise is that my un-edited self knows what I truly want. The goal is to unleash and unfurl. In case I didn’t get you the memo, speaking up for myself, asking for what I want—not my forte. So, dreaming, really big dreaming—difficult! Here are my [...]

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Another one with me in the water.

April 3, 2010

I entered a pool. It was cold and dark and deep. There was a large sheet of blank, white paper involved somehow, and I descended into the water. I was not sinking, but was being pulled deeper and deeper. I knew there was mud beneath me and I was being pulled to it. But the [...]

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some dreams

January 12, 2010

I had a rough night last night, did not get much sleep, and so I ended up napping about 4 o’clock. My last dream of the nap was vivid. It was nighttime and a woman (my mother I think) had thrown a baby into the lake. A friend and I stood there on the dock [...]

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sometimes it’s good to be a farm girl

January 11, 2010

What a day! Oh my. It began last night actually. I went to the Naked Girls Reading show, and was quite enjoying myself–listening to the girls reading aloud from their books. By midway through the second hour I felt that nodding-off feeling creeping up, and that is when I realized: I miss being read to [...]

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Finding the right trouble

September 24, 2009

Big dreams last night. In one, I was in a large body of murky water and saw a dark shape below me, which I realized was a dog. Then there were two. And then, there was an entire pack of large, black dogs swimming all about me. Although I am fond of dogs, especially large [...]

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Water week, cont.

November 13, 2008

After days of stereotypical Seattle rain, today was glorious. The sky was blue with movie-backdrop clouds, and the gold maple leaves fell poetically. The air was soft, dry, and intent on caressing skin–gentle breezes swept across me throughout the day. A hawk flew upon the wind and landed gently in the pond. Such a beauty! [...]

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Day Three of Water Week – Rain in Seattle

November 11, 2008

It is true that I adore water, it replenishes my body and my soul. I even love the dance of rain upon puddles and ponds and the magic of watching rain in the distance, rain that hasn’t quite arrived to where I am. But the chill of the rain unnerves me. It zaps my energy [...]

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Day Two, Water Week

November 10, 2008

I love water. I don’t know though that “love” is a strong enough verb for my feelings about water. I dream of water, frequently. Big bodies of water. Magical rivers of water. Water with turtles and water with boats and flowering plants. In my dreams, I enter the water as if I am entering myself–as [...]

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