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Doodads — not garden pictures

This will be random sayings, thoughts, and a dream.

Dotty in the Sun

I walked near Dotty where she slept in the sun and petted her in passing.  She rolled onto her back and laid there, inert, relaxed and happy.

I remember the first time I saw her, curled in a tight ball on top of one of the bigger cages at the shelter.  Each visit she’d be curled tightly in a high place where the other cats couldn’t get to her.  She’d spent over 2 years at a previous animal shelter before being transferred to the chronic illness section of our shelter.  Normal shelters euthanize cats with what she had so her life was saved by coming to our place.  Later testing showed no sign of the illness so she was moved over to the healthy cats section.  She’d been at our shelter for a year, and it broke my heart to see her there after several adoption events.  When I adopted Mlady the belief was that she’d be the only queen in the house, so bringing Dotty home was a gamble.  It’s taken awhile, but they get along fairly well now (except when 2HL shows up and Dotty turns maniac on Mlady.)  Mlady has learned to skeedaddle now when he shows up and peeks around the corner to watch him.

As I petted Dotty’s happy, inert form, a profound truth presented itself:

Everybody deserves their time in the sun.

Chaos Junkies
Don’t ask me what chaos I was thinking at the time it came to me, as there are so many thoughts that stream through my mind.  One of those loops that you travel from place to place until you find the dead end of the unanswerable.  This one was why do chaos junkies keep choosing things to keep the chaos going when it is obvious that they have the awareness to know where it leads.  A thought jumped up and started waving:

Nobody ever accused chaos of playing dead.

Bombarded from all directions by marketing, opinions, challenges, threats to quality of life, and outright annihilation, it’s easy to understand that a mind can go numb, freeze up, become desensitized, etc.  Who wants to walk around like a zombie?  Chaos could be considered a maladaptive coping mechanism.  Chaos is connecting a corpse to electrodes connected to a lightning rod in a storm and hoping to do more than animate it.  It didn’t work for Frankenstein’s monster, and it won’t work for chaos junkies.

My Dream
Anyone who has read my blog for any length of time knows I’m into matters of the dream world.  I believe Clarissa Pinkola-Estes when she calls dreams “messages from home.”  I believe dreams can be extremely useful when you can decipher the symbols presented in them.

I am in the process of revising the story I wrote last year, with the help of some critiques on it as well as very helpful tips from Cage Dunn (thank you, Cage!)  and a very good youtube on writing short stories that Cage directed me to.  I’m pulling it apart and putting it back together.  Once I get some success with the rewrite, my plan is to start on a novel.  Chuck Palahniuk’s latest book will be helping me with it along with the rest.

Last night, while saying my prayers, I asked the dream world to give me some guidance on what the book should be about.  Here is what I dreamed:

I was at my old house in the city, a modest home with a small yard.  The house was not lived in but I was there.  Eric Clapton (yes! Eric Clapton!) showed up with a full recording production crew, every kind of musician you can imagine, and an entourage of family members, groupies, etc.  They did not interact with me but they used my space over a number of hours to cut an album.  Once it was finished, they packed up everything meticulously, including clearing some kind of gunk off of the walls, and left.  I remember wondering how good the album would be when I heard it and thought probably not very good.

What this means as far as a plot for my book remains a mystery.  Dream symbols seldom have a direct meaning.

 

 

 

13 thoughts on “Doodads — not garden pictures

  1. The symbols will come. The motif may be music, how each of us hears the world around us.
    Or how our interactions create a stain on the walls of our soul.
    Or how home isn’t always what we see in reality.

    Have fun!

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  2. Since I have difficulty incubating dreams, if I had this dream it would be about me. I may be regretful that I haven’t really done much living in my life although I was present, that I let others take over my space and ignore me. I’d feel a little guilty about having gunk on my walls that needed attending to, and possibly resent others’ treatment of me, although I was non-assertive, as was my pattern. It’s interesting how our dreams can have different meanings, depending on the dreamer.

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    1. Interesting take on it, some of it I connect with. I didn’t mention the excitement I felt because they chose my space to record the album, but I was thrilled about it even if left out of the action.

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  3. Now that is a dream I would love to have. Do you remember any particular song?
    I’ve met Keith Moon and The Beatles in dreams but that is it.

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    1. No, it was a brand new album! I don’t even remember the music. I just remember the house being full of professional musicians and their equipment. I remember you talking about meeting Keith. I’ve met Eddie Vedder and Townes VanZandt.

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      1. This is totally off subject…kind of ….I just watched a show about long lost relatives speaking to you through dreams…really interesting .

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  4. I like your o observations on chaos. I’ve known a few chaos junkies, but I never had a label for them. The real problem is that they scatter it into so many other lives.

    It’s strange but I am not remembering dreams ar all since the pandemic started. Maybe it’s my restless sleep, I don’t know. But when the moon rises in the middle of the night, she always wakes me up. That must mean something. (K)

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    1. I agree with the scattering, it’s a storm wherever they go. For awhile things were going to peacefully in my world that I got bored in away and knowingly connected with a person who could liven things up with their chaos. Ha! I learned my lesson. Now I’m back to peace and quiet and still feel something is amiss as I grew up in a very chaotic household after my folks divorced. Still working it out…

      Not exactly strange but not exactly great that you aren’t dreaming. I’ve read that people have to dream and do dream even if they can’t remember them. If you aren’t going into REM sleep that could be not-so-good. Do you ever take herbal sleep remedies? St. John’s Wort is excellent, either tea or capsules.

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      1. I know I’m dreaming, I just can’t catch them and keep them when I wake up. I do use sleepytime tea, and combined with a bit of yoga it helps me get to sleep. I just can’t stay asleep. Right now there are fireworks going on all night all over the city which doesn’t help. It hasn’t been this bad for years. I wonder where they are getting them.

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