I had a dream that my friend Deyl was a realtor trying to sell me a "house" that was an arcade machine, when we punched through the coin panel it opened up into this huge dance space... the dance floor had a giant tree etched into the wood- it was really beautiful. And even though the etching was a line drawing I reached down and picked big pink peonies from it's branches that were real flowers in my hands. I went into the Vernada-esque living room filled to the gills with people and gave another woman one of my peonies because it was her birthday too- on the same day as mine.
Which isn't common- many people share my birthday- even a woman named Stephanie Bolton- NO JOKE! Can you believe that someone with the same name, same spelling, as me shares my birthday as well? That is pretty remarkable.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
The Chocolate Dream
In this dream I go to a cold area of the island, Waimea, and the biting cold forces me into a warm little chocolate store. There are tons of beautiful, decadent, creative chocolate goodies. I start trying them. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, coffee chocolate, truffles, molded chocolates, chili pepper, raspberry, so many varieties and shapes and styles- the strangest part is this.... even though I am totally gorging on all these delicious rich tasty chocolates... I don't get at all sick.
I get to enjoy them without any pain.
It might have something to do with my current painting project. Making these portraits of dancers is like splurging on candy for me- so delightful- such a treat.... but how often are we allowed to enjoy things so much with no consequences? Aren't there usually drawbacks? Compromises that have to be made in order to deserve our sweets?
Maybe it is just the position of the moon that inspired that dream, hehe. Who knows?
But it was a very SWEET dream.
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