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July 23, 2018July 10, 2019 Dreams, True Stories 9 Comments AbenakiDreamsfaithfamily

Decoding Snow

Snow is heaven speaking to us- Meaningful Life Center Dear Heavens, what is the meaning of a wintery July wedding, plowing the parking lot and adorning the hotel-house with a plethora of white roses? Naturally Kathy was frantic, still wearing her robe and requiring the same patient instructions you’d give to a child. She wanted…Read more Decoding Snow

July 15, 2018 Dreams 10 Comments AnorexiaDreamsfaithhealingrecovery

Sail

6 years ago I took the ultimate bath in the Gulf of Mexico. Healing? To say the least. Last night I dreampt I was on a boat. It looked like an enlarged version of those floating food carts in Thailand. Down the center were enclosed shops , salons and galleries. Along the perimeter were open…Read more Sail

June 7, 2018August 3, 2018 J, True Stories 14 Comments Dreamsfaithpoetry

Fly

I'll open the windows of heaven for you and pour down an overflowing blessing.—Malachi 3:10 Is it God, Opening a window? Is it being in the Vortex? Ego plucking, shame shucking, Lord hear our prayer. Is it highlights and glamour shots, making snazzy business cards? Eggshell no Ivory no Matte no White, right?  Is it…Read more Fly

May 31, 2018July 15, 2019 Anorexia, Dreams, J, True Stories 8 Comments CPTSDDreamsfaithpurpose

Uneven Bars

Hold on loosely But don't let go If you cling too tightly You're gonna lose control-38 Special This morning I woke up and went back down. As if to counter what I wanted to judge as apathy, my 75 pound dog climbed up and laid on my chest. Stay. So for an hour and a half…Read more Uneven Bars

May 7, 2018May 7, 2018 Dreams, J 12 Comments american cultureDreamsfaith

Achoo 

He was shades of both and I was stuffed between. To stop my head from pounding I blew my nose which literally cleared head; miraculous, almost embarrassing relief. In spite of being circumstantially stuck, my head was free. I intended to use it.  Youth group imposter-christ was there, together with a griping chrone, stuffing her…Read more Achoo 

April 14, 2018May 22, 2019 Dreams, J, True Stories 13 Comments bostonDreamsfaithmartha's vineyard

One Way

'I hope the exit is joyful and I hope to never return.'- Frida The beach was lit by streetlamps. Are dreams ever as bright and clear as day? Bothered by the shadows, debris and a smelly trash bin I couldn't find a comfortable place to be. As if my back was always to something I'd…Read more One Way

March 4, 2018March 4, 2018 Dreams 4 Comments Dreamsfaithfolk-musicmetaphor

Midnight Special

Let the midnight special  Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special  Shine a ever-lovin' light on me- Lead Belly The dream wasn't about a train at first. Regardless, repetitive lyrics drowned out any dialogue as if my subconscious were dictating a script. The Midnight Special was a train that used to pass by…Read more Midnight Special

January 14, 2018June 5, 2020 Dreams, Shrink Rap, True Stories 12 Comments Dreamsequalitypedagogy

Hideaway Inn

If the Social Contract were a song it might be Hotel California; you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave. The theme has strung itself through several nights of sleeping stories for months or maybe longer. Last nights motel room had two exits protecting a tired truth in a locked cabinet under…Read more Hideaway Inn

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