Hello fellow bloggers, readers and passers-by,
Don't let that title fool you! It wasn't a UFO or Yeti or any other unexplained phenomenon, but rather... ANOTHER EPIPHANY! I'm sometimes think I'm God's little light bulb and he likes to flick the switch real fast like a kid playing with the lights. But I'm thankful for those little bursts of bright insight into life, the world, education, and what not.
For this blog, it wasn't any of the above... it was a dream. A dream that could have lasted all of thirty seconds but felt like a lifetime. Every image, remarkably clear and precise, no fuzz or blurring. Perfect scenes of life, rich and vivid color, sound as crisp as any theater system and the feeling that everything was 'alright'. A dream so remarkable... that I can't remember a damn thing! Not a face, an distinct image, a word or phrase... nothing.
So I ask you, what the HELL was THAT? Why is it, I can dream the most horrific dream, filled with gruesome images and depictions of child abuse from Be The Voice, stories laden with drama and sadness -- and I can recall each and every moment of that dream... Or the dreams that I'm flying... Not like a plane, but rather, gravity defiant, jumping from one big boulder to another, only to slowly glide down, virtually impact-free, only to be jarred awake from a buzzing alarm clock, which has died many times as I threw it against the wall...
But a dream, where complete serenity, seemingly wonderful emotional and mental state evolve, and I CAN'T remember any of it... If it were a message from God, would I not remember the message, per se? A symbol or hidden story behind something else? So frustrating!
So I will await my sleep again, in hopes that an image or a phrase or an action will stick into the deepest recesses of my mind, so that I can wake to analyze them and figure out exactly... What the HELL that was!
Until tomorrow,
LaVonda
