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Last night's dream
I went to bed and read a chapter of Finding Home: Stories of Roman Catholics Entering the Episcopal Church before turning the lights out. As I settled down on my pillow, I thought about how God and Jesus are always saying not to be afraid, and I thought, "what would do if I were not afraid?" I think I would go ahead and join up with the Piskies. ( Read more... ) -
Dream documentation
Last night, I had a very vivid, very long, very emotional dream. The setting was the UWF campus, or some approximation of it invented by my mind. I’ve had a number of dreams in this setting before. In last night’s dream, there were many, many people around; I want to say there was some kind of summer activity camp going on, maybe similar to Girl ( Read more... ) -
Coming soon: backdated entries.
Secret: my New Year's resolution was to do "something writery." Like write a story, or revise a story, or submit a story for publication. Because, confession: I haven't done anything like that since I got my MFA ( Read more... ) -
Unlearned lessons
Let’s stick the metaphorical pin into the same vein as last night’s entry. I’ve been pondering this religious struggle and trying to analyze it to determine just where and how I shifted from “truth seeker” to “bitter log-sitter.” I mean, I certainly had a fair amount of pain when I decided, in 2003, that I couldn’t be Catholic and began my foray ( Read more... ) -
Nodules and cancellations
I tried to meet with Fr. Super-Newb several weeks ago to discuss, as I worded it in my email to him, “some churchy issues I’ve been grappling with ( Read more... ) -
No time, no time, no time.
Live Journal just gave me two free weeks of a paid account. Which is rad, but... I haven't been on here since I posted my last entry, on February 12. I got on this morning to try to read my friends list, and I was so far behind that I wasn't anywhere near caught up before LJ stopped letting me turn the pages back ( Read more... ) -
A big downer of an entry
This week, I have been plagued by thoughts of mortality. A friend and I were discussing the deaths of our siblings: I have a brother who died of meningitis at 15 months old, and she has a sister who died of SIDS at 3 months old ( Read more... ) -
Ghetto Mansion invading my dreams
I keep having dreams about the Ghetto Mansion. This started in the last few months, since we sold it, and I've had tons of these dreams. Usually, I'm going back to the Ghetto Mansion, and I know that's where I am in the dream, but it always looks different in a variety of ways. But it's always really run down and full of junk, even worse than when ( Read more... ) -
Little Big Brain
My beloved companion, my iPod, Little Big Brain, is limping along these days like a sad, little, old man. He's got weird lines across his face, and he won't hold a charge. I'm afraid his days are numbered. And now, thanks to some weird disaster bestowed on me by iTunes, I'm afraid I'm going to lose all my playlists. Something happened a few months ( Read more... )
