Strange [understatement] Dreams

I've decided that I should keep a dream journal...

If you know me well, you've probably [at least once] had the pleasure of hearing about the crazy, strange, sometimes even downright bizarre dreams that I experience.  On several occasions I've woken up, and muttered a few random descriptions of my latest dream to Dustin [lucky him?], only to later forget entirely what my dreams were about.  Other times, a dream has been SO strange that I can't help but remember many parts of it.  And my favorite, I must admit, are those off the wall dreams that include many of my friends or family members.  These are the dreams that I can't wait to share -- the more strange, the better!

So, back to my thought bubble about a dream journal:  I heard [or read, perhaps] that keeping a dream journal helps you to remember your dreams... and let's face it... most of us don't remember dreaming, let alone remember what they were about after a few hours have passed.  I seem to remember hearing [again... maybe I read it] that keeping a dream journal increases the chances of remembering your dreams because you are making a conscious effort, declaration if you will, to remember your dreams because you have an intent to relay them.

............Blogger decided to randomly sign me out and lose half of this post, so be nice if it isn't too pretty!

I REALLY want to remember more of my dreams, so I'm making the decision [officially documented, you must keep me accountable!] to keep a dream journal!

There are a number of reasons why I want to remember my dreams.  First, they're always incredibly entertaining and an interesting topic of conversation with just about anyone.  Second, I am incredibly interested in the psychology of dreams and how things and themes that appear in dreams can be [somehow] connected to real life.

--[Note to self:  research Dream Psychology and Dream Dictionaries]--

I have ABSOLUTELY no idea who or how someone came up with a dream dictionary and why certain things are symbolic of particular life events or feelings, etc.  I mean... seriously... who sat there and thought up that "Dreaming of ducks is symbolic to family life, child bearing and intimacy. Eating a duck in your dream means you desire someone sexually while seeing one represents your fruitfulness at home and the fact that you are able to conceive a child." [Source: Dream Dictionary]???  As crazy as some things sounds, every time that I've had a dream and consulted a dream dictionary most of the things that resulted actually made sense.

So, with all this is in mind.... I'm off to dreamland, with my dream journal on the night stand ready to be filled with wild and crazy dreams and the underlying meanings that bring them to life!

Happy Dreaming!

A Passion, An Outlet

Writing has always been a passion of mine, an outlet if you will.  When I get excited, stressed, angry or sad I turn to blank pages to gather my thoughts.  Sometimes I am surprised at what I read after some time has passed.  There is no greater proof of growth than confronting the emotions of your past self and realizing how much you have changed, matured and emerged stronger than ever imaginable.

The following are a few gems that I recently discovered from years ago...

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I loved you enough to make a commitment

     Staying by your side for years

I loved you enough to call without fail

     No matter what my schedule said

I loved you enough to write long letters

     Pouring out my heart and soul

I loved you enough to wait up all night

     Worrying anxiously awaiting your reply

I loved you enough to hide your flaws

     No one knew what was deep down

I loved you enough to bury your secrets

     Not even a whisper escaped my lips

I loved you enough to keep on trying

     Pushing past the insecurities

I loved you enough to deal with the pain

     Thinking it would go away

I loved you enough to hope for change

     Never knowing what was to come

           …But you loved me enough to finally let me go…

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I’m dreaming of you in black and white

Returning to the days when all was right

When all that existed was simple and pure

Just the innocent love young souls endure

I’m dreaming of you in black and white

Recapturing the stars of that august night

Dancing above as we danced below

You held me close never wanting to let go

I’m dreaming of you in black and white

But even still your eyes shine bright

A smile to calm my heavy heart

Your voice alluring from the start

I’m dreaming of you in black and white

With nowhere else to turn in fright

My every dream so bittersweet

The reality harsh and full of deceit

I’m dreaming of you in black and white

Remembering you here if only in spite

This the last time I will see your face

All the forced dreams I must erase

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A thoughtless mind trying to think

Words streaming by unnoticed

Times like these shout failure

Give up and give in

Nothing left to hope for

Nothing left to give

When blank canvas appears

No brush strokes no color

It mocks me ever more

Just give up and give in

There’s nothing left to hope for

You have nothing left to give

The waiting keys below

Scream out to be taken

But notes do not appear

Just let me give up and give in

I have nothing left to hope for

There’s nothing left to give

My voice cannot speak out

Its volume will not reach

The phrases spoken far too quietly

Can’t I give up and give in

What is left to hope for

What is there left to give

This heart is my reason

Passion and desire overflow

It keeps me striving forward

Never give up or give in

There’s so much left to hope for

I have myself to give