I hope this isn't a trend, but my nightmares are back. Last night I couldn't go back to sleep because my nightmare was so disturbing. It was weird because the dream started out ok, then it got bad. I remember thinking, ok this is a bad dream, but it wasn't worth waking up from. LOL Then it turned and became a nightmare.
In fact, I tried twice today to take a nap and I couldn't fall into deep sleep.
I've never been this afflicted with nightmares.
Interesting.
Here's to sweet dreams.....clink clink.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
A Thought on Thanks
Thanksgiving.
It's easy to spout off a list of the things are you are thankful for. We know what we should be thankful for, even if we take them for granted. We spout these things off in a numb cadence every year right before we overfill our stomachs.
What if instead you think about what you've lost this year. Maybe you've lost a family member, a friend, or a pet. Maybe you've lost your job, health, or good times. Maybe you've lost the love of your life. Maybe you've lost a part of yourself.
Reflecting upon what we've lost might help us to understand gratitude. Gratitude for when these things were ours and for life after loss.
We don't like to think about loss but, it gives us perspective about giving thanks. So maybe this exercise can be something reciprocal. Thinking about loss (not dwelling on it), bears gratitude, which helps us heal and move forward.
Just a thought.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Reading and Writing and Rules Days
Well I am considering doing a 30 blog challenge. Thirty blogs in thirty days. I'll keep you posted. It would be a great writing exercise for me.
Ok so today's blog is informational but, not very interesting to others. I'm going to give you a run down of my classes this semester and next semester. I'll also let you know about the fast track program at UTD. If you don't care, click off.
This semester I am taking 15 hours:
Detective Fiction
Western Literary Tradition: Epics
Educational Psychology
Holocaust Representation
Reading and Writing Text: Irish Studies
Next semester I've enrolled in 15 hours:
True Stories
Persuasion
Literary Analysis
English Syntax and Structure
Individual and Society (Online)
This summer I intend to take nine hours. Then in the fall I'll take another 15 hours. Here's where the fast track program comes in. The fast track program allows you to take the last 12 undergrad hours at graduate level. So I'm double dipping in a way. Those 12 hours will count to my undergrad as well as my graduate requirements. When I enter my master's program I'll be 12 hours ahead of the game!
What this means though, is that my last semester is going to be tough. I know I can handle it. I think I'll just have to adjust somethings in my life and maybe even --gasp-- accept some help.
Monday, November 15, 2010
It's Beginning to Look a Lot like Thanksgiving.
I am one month from the end of my semester! Thank goodness. Just in time for the holidays. Speaking of the holidays. This morning on the local radio station, there was Christmas music! It's not even Thanksgiving. While I normally get on my soapbox about Christmas coming before Thanksgiving, there was something so fun about hearing that music.
Let's get back focused on Thanksgiving. It's my favorite holiday. Fall is my favorite season and Thanksgiving epitomizes fall. Nothing beats spending the day with your family, preparing food from family recipes, eating your gourd out, then chatting the evening away.
I love my family. No matter if I spend time with my Mom, or my Dad, or my grammas, aunts and uncles, there's bound to be laughing, reminiscing and lots of love. Thanksgiving is a great family holiday.
Not to mention, there aren't any THANKSGIVING songs to fill your head!
Let's get back focused on Thanksgiving. It's my favorite holiday. Fall is my favorite season and Thanksgiving epitomizes fall. Nothing beats spending the day with your family, preparing food from family recipes, eating your gourd out, then chatting the evening away.
I love my family. No matter if I spend time with my Mom, or my Dad, or my grammas, aunts and uncles, there's bound to be laughing, reminiscing and lots of love. Thanksgiving is a great family holiday.
Not to mention, there aren't any THANKSGIVING songs to fill your head!
Friday, November 12, 2010
Do I look like the Beanie Baby type?
So I have said many times that I was going to marry myself. I'm totally jaded to the prospect of finding a life partner who will (in the wise words of Bridget Jones) "love me just the way I am." So I've devised this plan to marry myself and I must admit the plans are coming together quite nicely.
Well, I guess my G.B.F.F. (Guy best friend forever) has started to worry about my sanity. Last night, I was hanging with him and his unofficial/official girlfriend and they collectively tell me that they think this guy that my G.B.F.F. works with might be fun for me to meet. Well, it is very apparent that these two are NOT salespeople. What do they lead with in selling this prospective suitor? He kindof looks like a Beanie Baby. Really? Really? Sheez. I was never into Beanie Babies and I can't imagine that I would want to start. Really? What am I going to be thinking when I meet this guy for the first time? "Crap he really does look like a Beanie Baby....Don't laugh, Don't laugh." Thanks guys.
Hmmm. Maybe there's a market for online dating where you pick the Beanie Baby that was your favorite and then it pairs you with a single man or woman or transBeanie that matches.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
It's Written on the Rafters
So I'm going to go see a band tonight. My favorite song of theirs is entitled "Shake the Rafters Loose." This song has been on replay in my head. Today as I'm looking at friend's photos, I come across some pictures of words written on wood pieces (2x4s and such). The wood pieces were assembled into an effigy and set aflame. There was a variety of messages. The idea of sending your words into the universe in flame is powerful. Intentions you hope to realize. Hardships you wish to release. Love you wish to share.
Well, after looking at about three or four of these pictures, it hit me. I wrote on the rafters. Remember that summer? Yes. I was so in love. Just for a second it made me sad. What I wrote on the rafters is what I thought would remain as my present. One day, my "present" will be revealed. It won't matter if those words defined the rest of my life. It will just matter that in that moment, I wrote my feelings on the rafters.
(My words were never committed to the universe in flame. That might be symbolic. But, they are there. They will be until the house is torn down or remodeled.)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Watching the Leaves
The view out of my office window is of a tree. The leaves are turning red. It has captured my attention at least four times today. Funny how it's the dying part that is so lovely. We take the green for granted but, can't wait til fall to see the red, yellow and orange of death.
Monday, November 8, 2010
"The Apparent Misconception of Love"
Update:
It has been awhile since I've blogged. Just about a month. Well, I don't feel like rehashing my surgery. I'll just let you know, all went fine and I'm much better for it. I have some wonderful friends who came to see me, keep me company, walk the halls with me. I'm not back to 100% yet but, getting there.
Blog:
I wrote this whole long blog about how this year sucked and how I'm heartbroken. Then I heard Bob Newhart in my head. "Stop it!" (Thanks John).
There is nothing more violating then when our concepts of love, life, or the world are turned upside down.
It's a fundamental shift. Confusion and hurt are the temporary parameters until you can rebuild.
Fumbling forward. Tumbling towards tomorrow. Bumbling into being.
Only to be more beautiful in spirit, only to be stronger in identity when resurrected.
It has been awhile since I've blogged. Just about a month. Well, I don't feel like rehashing my surgery. I'll just let you know, all went fine and I'm much better for it. I have some wonderful friends who came to see me, keep me company, walk the halls with me. I'm not back to 100% yet but, getting there.
Blog:
I wrote this whole long blog about how this year sucked and how I'm heartbroken. Then I heard Bob Newhart in my head. "Stop it!" (Thanks John).
There is nothing more violating then when our concepts of love, life, or the world are turned upside down.
It's a fundamental shift. Confusion and hurt are the temporary parameters until you can rebuild.
Fumbling forward. Tumbling towards tomorrow. Bumbling into being.
Only to be more beautiful in spirit, only to be stronger in identity when resurrected.
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