Being a morning person, it feels a little strange, yet appropriate to make my posts at night. I guess it’s sort of a review of the day, and perhaps a little ‘off-loading’ of the day onto the page, rather than taking it to bed with me.
I finally managed to put some things in order around here. Well, at least the stacks are organized; I still need to go through them and toss stuff no longer pertinent to my life. I have a stack of travel ideas, a stack of books I’m reading off and on, with notebooks for making notes; a stack of papers to be filed (man, I hate filing!), and a stack of projects I’ve been thinking about. Too many stacks! And sometimes they get jumbled together. Then I have a mess on my hands.
I wrote in my journal this morning, and in my dream journal as well. I had a very interesting dream that has caught my attention, and I’ve been mulling it over, off and on, all day. I even wrote my friend to ask her ‘take’ on it. We used to be in a dream group together when I lived in Tucson.
I’ve been recording my dreams and working with them for many years. When I first started I spent quite a bit of time before work each day recording the several dreams I could remember each night. Finally I asked my “Dream Weaver” to send me only the ‘important’ ones, because it took a long time to write everything down! Many times before I go to sleep I ask for information about a question I have, or a decision I need to make, or for clarity about something I’ve been thinking about. Sometimes it takes a while for the information to come, but it always does.
I also showed up today for birthday cake for the January birthdays of club members in the park. Mmmm – chocolate cake and vanilla ice cream, along with a hot cup of coffee. Just what the 4:00 p.m. blood sugar drop requires!
Tonight, like some others, I played computer games while listening to the public radio station in Las Cruces. I especially like the bi-lingual Spanish/English show that’s on between 7:00 p.m. and 9:00 p.m. It’s all Hispanic or Latino music from around the world, and locally. It’s followed by jazz, which I mostly don’t care for, but listen to sometimes. If I stay up long enough the classical music comes on at midnight, and I can set my radio’s sleep timer when I go to bed. Jazz does not lend itself to settling down for a calm sleep!
And that’s where I am now, ready to call it a day, and slip into bed for some peaceful slumber.
Photo: El Vado Lake State Park, NM, Summer 2009