Tag: my dreams

• “The Pinnacle”

  There was a plea from you to forget the scales as the music fell from all around you, and little cue notes drifted into my sleep, like windows in my dreams looking out, and you smiling through you as you know you are the dream come true, the scales returning to the music and world, […]

  09/24/2022 7:58 am

  beauty, benevolence, dreams, friendship, love, love poetry, lovingkindness, music, my dreams, my poetry, philosophy, soulmates, uplifting

• My Dream of a Paper I Didn’t Request but Read Anyway

  I dreamed last night I had a few printed pages given to me by an unspecified fortune teller, predictions I did not ask for, but ‘here it is!’ I see. On the front page, it predicts that I am most fond of the Full Moon…and there’s an illustration of a very big round and bright […]

  09/22/2022 7:58 am

  dreams, memoir, moon, my dreams, mythology, poetic

• That is True

  I don’t see you anymore, so you come into my dream (not saying you choose to do this), and you tell me a bunch of things in the night, and I listen until probably a little past midnight when it’s been sufficient for you. I am fully asleep and rested. It’s been a few nights […]

  09/15/2022 8:57 pm

  dreams, memoir, memoir stories, my dreams

• A Paintbrush and a Novel

  I will begin writing my first novel and painting for my next art show I’d like to have, so the blog pace will slow (of course it needs to ;), but the site will be open, about painting and my novel in progress, and more. I will tell you one thing about the novel right […]

  08/30/2022 8:31 pm

  art, creative process, dreams, fantasy, fictional, fun, memoir, my dreams, uplifting, writing process

• …*

  

  …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 […]

  06/06/2022 12:38 pm

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• 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 […]

  05/26/2022 8:33 pm

  boston, creative, dreams, garden, gratitude, love, lovingkindness, meditate, meditation, memoir, memoir stories, my dreams, nature, new england, poetic, poets, prose poetry, spirituality

• 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 […]

  05/21/2022 8:08 pm

  beauty, dreams, garden, longing, love, medieval era, meditative, memoir, memoir stories, my dreams, my photography, nature, philosophy, poetic, poetry books, poets, rumi, spirituality

• “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 […]

  05/16/2022 2:44 pm

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• 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 […]

  01/22/2022 10:26 am

  20th century, 21st century, audio, boston, catholic, dreams, gratitude, italian, italy, meditate, meditation, memoir, memoir stories, music, my dreams, narrative, nonfiction books, poetic, poetry, poets, spirituality

• 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. What did I do today? Watch me actually answer that: I completed a sonnet that was thought […]

  01/17/2022 7:11 pm

  dreams, full moon, gratitude, memoir, memoir stories, moon, my dreams, my photography, self portraits, writing process, 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 […]

  12/08/2021 8:39 pm

  book reflection, book review, boston, catholic, edmund spenser, england, fairies, garden, medieval era, memoir, memoir stories, my dreams, nature, peeko, poetry, poets

• 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 […]

  10/18/2021 8:51 pm

  19th century, book reflection, book review, dreams, lord byron, memoir, memoir stories, moon, my dreams, my photography, poets

• 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 […]

  10/15/2021 1:09 am

  19th century, art, chopin, classical music, creative, creative process, dreams, english literature, garden, lord byron, may ziadeh, meditation, memoir, memoir stories, music, my dreams, my photography, poetic, poetry books, poetry three, poets, reading, wellness, yoga

• 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 […]

  10/01/2021 10:14 am

  20th century, dream, egypt, literary salon we keep, may ziadeh, memoir stories, my dreams, my photography, neil gaiman, poetic, sky, spirituality

• ‘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, […]

  09/24/2021 8:42 pm

  19th century, 20th century, dreams, library, mary shelley, memoir, memoir stories, my dreams, neil gaiman, novels, philosophy, poetic, reading, spirituality, yoga

• H

  m* Type it yes I wush it could be back to look where you need to walk nothing else the crown is not doing what the gleam itself does could not exactly help but no hurt when there is little explanaton in that dream last night the sky was noy in and there was wreck […]

  09/18/2021 12:11 am

  dreams, free writing, memoir, my dreams, philosophy, poetic, psychology, writing process, writing prompt, writing theory

• 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. […]

  09/13/2021 1:08 pm

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• 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 […]

  07/29/2021 6:42 pm

  20th century, boston, dreams, edmund spenser, english literature, ernest hemingway, fairies, herbs, medieval era, meditation, memoir, moon, my dreams, my photography, psychology, reading

• 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 […]

  07/22/2021 8:43 pm

  creative process, dreams, memoir stories, moon, my dreams, my photography, poets, yoga

• 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 […]

  07/03/2021 8:43 pm

  20th century, dreams, Kahlil gibran, may ziadeh, my dreams, psychology, spirituality

• 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. […]

  06/19/2021 8:30 pm

  may ziadeh, medieval era, moon, music, my dreams, poetic, rumi, sky, spirituality, writing process

• 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 […]

  05/18/2021 1:18 pm

  medieval era, my dreams, my photography, philosophy, poetic, poets, psychology, rumi, spirituality, tea

• 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 […]

  11/19/2020 1:28 am

  beach, my dreams, my photography

• 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, […]

  11/03/2020 5:13 pm

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• A Dream and an Interruption

  I dream that a woman (who I do not know in reality) is holding her hand against my belly and I am aware that this is the place where my repressed emotions are stored.  That when I have something I want to say but do not say it, or experience something that I am ashamed […]

  02/05/2011 2:37 pm

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