The Stuff of Daydreams

As part of this amazing class I'm taking, Dancing with Your Dreams (lesson by Kristen Powers), I created a small piece about my favorite stuff of daydreams. This was super exciting for me because while I mostly remember my daydreams, I hardly ever remember my night dreams.

And what's awesome about what I daydream about is that when I'm actually doing the things I daydream about I'm at my peak of daydreaming. A lovely circle of daydreamness.


Fabulous daydream stuff...


painting

     writing
 
          walking

               loving

                    sharing


Yup, that about sums it up. Bliss.

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Roll Over, Roll Over...

You know that kids' song, the one about all the creatures in bed and they all roll over and one falls off?  Well, that just so happens to be my nightly bed experience. 

I get in bed first.  Then our big dog, Hazel.  Then our cat, Pug.  Then our cat, Tommy.  Zzzzzzzz...  And then a while later Dave gets in.  And he's pretty much a disturbance in our sleepytime force. 


Dave:  "Move over...go on."


And Tommy moves over, and Pug moves over, and Hazel moves over, and suddenly I'm at the edge of the bed just about to fall out.  And I would except for that I have "move over" powers myself. 


Me:  "Move over...go on."


And Tommy jumps off, and Pug moves to the foot of Dave's side, and Hazel curls up by my feet.

Zzzzzzzz....

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She Dreams

I've shaken up my routine lately.  Dave got us gym memberships and I've been doing that for a while now...which meant I blew off all the dog walking I was doing. 

(Insert image in your mind of my dogs pouting.)

Well, last night I returned to the land of dog walking.

(Insert image in your mind of my dogs smiling.)

And instead of having my ear buds in with NPR shows playing, I heard birds and wind and the pitter patter of my dogs' feet.  Instead of being in my own little world, I made eye contact with others and said, "Hello."  Instead of absorbing thoughts of other authors' stories, I was able to be lost in the creation of my own.

Blissful sigh...she dreams.

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