Tag: my dreams

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…as if I’d dreamed the tea cup, but found it first and remembered the dream in my own fancy when I received it and picked it up in my hands and looked… The design is just what I would wish…Green I often turn to and admire, green that feels like new sprouts and grass and…… Continue reading …*

A Dream from This…

I begin my dream I will hope to fall into, with the scent of the beach soothing me, surprising, such sweet suntan lotion warmed by the sun by my hands, in a book I’d found, softcover… and step into this photo I took tonight, the simplicity of night, white flowers, like jasmine flowers, the evening…… Continue reading A Dream from This…

Toward Me

These little yellow flowers flown upon the breeze landed on my lap tonight; I liked them…After a little while, I placed the strand of flowers in my purse to take home. Just a moment before the flowers, I’d realized I’d found the wrong edition / format Rumi for me, but it looks like the right…… Continue reading Toward Me

“The Reddest Leaves”

Don’t talk about the dream aloud, so I see that little brown, glossy-coated bear running low to the ground and coming toward me in the solitary, unmoving morning air, beside the outside gate of the swimming pool, and in the dream, I consider, if I don’t glare at the bear, if I act kindly, it…… Continue reading “The Reddest Leaves”

Last Night’s Dream of Thay

Yesterday night, I found out my favorite meditation teacher, Thich “Thay” Nhat Hanh who was also an author and poet, had just passed away at age 95. I’d first found him 14 years ago and soon after I wished for a copy of his book Peace is Every Step, and read it fully. Last night…… Continue reading Last Night’s Dream of Thay

Last Night’s Dream I Had About Yoga

I had a dream about yoga last night, but I don’t remember the dream, just the subject. And I didn’t like the way the two poses I’d photographed for this post felt either when I tried them again. But I keep them in place as that is a good practice in life, even if I…… Continue reading Last Night’s Dream I Had About Yoga

Little Stories from My Week: Black Book Untold, Your New Project Manager, and a Dream Unremembered…

Black Book Untold You might’ve seen a solid black book appear in some photos in a post. That book was not intentionally kept secret, but I completed the book and here’s a quick review with plenty of suspense for anyone who may want to read a new novel or even hear about one I just…… Continue reading Little Stories from My Week: Black Book Untold, Your New Project Manager, and a Dream Unremembered…

Poet Byron with The Moon

Byron might like his book and the moon together… My reflective review apart from my moonlit window: These are poems to soak up and drink in, beautifully somber and purely light, with repeating motifs in the “Fragment” poems and “Stanzas For Music” poems, perhaps going along nicely with French Classical composer Gabriel Fauré’s piece “Romances…… Continue reading Poet Byron with The Moon

Two Dreams I Fell Into, and Then Out, and Another

October 15, ’21 …And apparently this post appeared in the night and then had fallen right off the blog by the morning… … Tuesday afternoon. Memorable it was to breathe into the sweet center of that flower on my way to continue the rest of my walk today… Maybe I will learn what kind of…… Continue reading Two Dreams I Fell Into, and Then Out, and Another

It Vanished Quick; It Was Already With Me

That dream…I remember it, of course, but before sleep or dreaming, we met for another literary salon, Tuesday; I had an insight about literary opinions, critiquing, or sharing that I’d found: but before that I’d found sometime ago the same thing, a secret of prayer that can be more healing for the one praying, quiet…… Continue reading It Vanished Quick; It Was Already With Me

‘Step Within That Dream,’ Thank You, Any Dream Will Do

Post title is my own created dialogue, my part in it is the reply even if I wrote it all 🤔💗 All the months prior to today and yet rushing into my focus by today, I realize, There have been things spoken to people that should’ve been spoken to God or a heavenly being first,…… Continue reading ‘Step Within That Dream,’ Thank You, Any Dream Will Do

Starting The Week with A Heart Back Intact and Plenty of Soulful Imaginings

Hearing my audio poems; sometimes he’s a very fluffy bunny, and sometimes a slightly violent teddybear. Peeko’s Moon and a Pulitzer Prize Winning Author, Truly Wise Book of Poems Over the weekend, Peeko sat by the book The Moon Before Morning like ’Read me more of these poems; it’s my moon!’ He is a Scorpio.…… Continue reading Starting The Week with A Heart Back Intact and Plenty of Soulful Imaginings

Coming Right Up After The Faery Queene I, One Cup of A Surprisingly Good Hemingway

The little green one hundred year old book on the right is the book I’ve just read last and reviewed recently on this blog, The Faery Queene I by Edmund Spenser. I read his apologetic humble note about the book in the introduction after I’d completed my review and it made me feel that maybe…… Continue reading Coming Right Up After The Faery Queene I, One Cup of A Surprisingly Good Hemingway

A Profession I Am Not Pursuing and A Dream to Match It

I like to write poems and sometimes read them aloud. And enjoy a restful yoga night. I may paint another canvas soon. I hadn’t liked the way these pants fell, but I wasn’t crazy about them anyway but comfortable ‘loungewear’ and you will see why I don’t think that I should hem your clothes at…… Continue reading A Profession I Am Not Pursuing and A Dream to Match It

What Could Be Done With A Dream, Including A Bad One

I’ve enjoyed thinking about my dreams and finding ways of understanding and appreciating them without demanding meaning from them. I’ve found my own remembered dreams would inspire poems I’d write or fit into ones I’d already started writing. I wrote yesterday of deciding to not watch the movie The Prophet, which features the poet Kahlil…… Continue reading What Could Be Done With A Dream, Including A Bad One

Everything is Everywhere

You might write a poem before bed and then fall asleep, dreaming and forgetting just how the poem ends all at the same time. Good, as another day is coming to remember better. And after that, a new moon. But now a kiss is sent from the balcony up to the blushing plum sky again.…… Continue reading Everything is Everywhere

A Note For The Morning

‘Rumi tea’ with a splash of almond milk named by me after the poet Last night I dreamed I was looking at this tea cup of mine I had found packed away with others just like it in the garage. I had thought then, ‘I don’t think I’d really like to drink out of a…… Continue reading A Note For The Morning

A Dream With A Question About Water

photo I took July 2018  Hull, Massachusetts summer following the publication of my book Moonflower In a recent dream I had, this question about water was asked to me. There was no voice or person seen in the dream, just the question:   Which bodies of water are your favorite? While still dreaming, I immediately…… Continue reading A Dream With A Question About Water

For A New Friend

in memory of Celeste Birthday: May 2nd Written on November 3, 2020: A few weeks ago one night your name came to mind, although I had not heard much about you most recently. I decided to add you as a friend on Facebook that night as I had heard of you as a great friend,…… Continue reading For A New Friend