May 25th, 2009
There is a woman hanging over the toilet in my parent’s guest bathroom. When I use it I see her reflection in the vanity mirror and think about all that her life has become.
She sits in a restaurant with a glass of wine and writing paper & pen. At times she appears to be waiting, others she is reflecting over what she has written or going to write. Deep in thought.
I would not want to have to face her head on like a guy does. She does NOT look impressed and it’s gotta be a bit of a kick in the ego to stand there with her staring at you. LOL
I wish I could tell you who’s painting this is. I want to say Renoir, but I am not sure.
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May 11th, 2009
I tend to check my horoscope pretty regularly. Actually, I check multiple resources, but just for fun. I can thank my BFF Kat for instilling this in me as she has always been one to read not only her own, but those of her close friends.
One of Today’s struck me as interesting:
“You shouldn’t be surprised if you find that your intuition is very strong today. Your dreams could end up providing you with plenty of valuable insights as well. And you might find yourself worrying about certain issues and concerns right now when there’s really no point in it.”
My first thought is back to the dream I had last night, which I woke remembering quite vividly. I don’t often remember my dreams. I used to. I also used to have reoccurring dreams and to this day I still remember those that I encountered as a child. The ones that came to me night after night – mostly those with some sort of distress involved… running, getting trapped, falling.
Last night’s dream was quite strange. I’m really not sure at all what it meant or where is came from. I was at the beach standing on a seawall built up of rocks and dirt over looking the sand and waves. My cat, Johnny, was with me and I sat him up on the wall like a baby overlooking the waves as they crashed on to the beach. In the back of my head I was fearful that he would get spooked and turn on me, clawing my face as has happened in the past, but instead he got all excited and rushed down to the shore dashing in and out of the surf like a playful puppy.
I watched him for a moment as he ran around and suddenly I became scared that he was going to run away or get swept up in the current. My instinct was to grab a frisbee and I ran down to the beach to coerce him to come back to me. I did not intend to throw the frisbee for him, instead I was thinking he would see it and want to surf with it. LOL, where do these thoughts come from!? In my mind it seemed natural to me that he would be tempted to surf and it seemed so normal almost as if he had done so in the past.
I woke before anything else occurred. I thought about it a bit as I was coming into consciousness, but it was just so odd that I didn’t even try to figure what it all meant. I know some people interpret dreams, maybe one will read this and provide some insight?
Getting back to my horoscope – I don’t believe that the mention of dreams is to be taken to mean my literal dreams, and more of my wants and aspirations, but it just made me think…. and encouraged me to do a quick little mind dump. What better place to do so then to babble on my blog?
Thanks for tuning in! 
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