Endless Good

Mucking through the morass of memories, moods, and meditation, I sought other directions. I wondered about my surfeit of wild dreams, trying to gauge, do others dream so much? It was like the Dream Network – Dreams, 24/7. (Your dreams on the eights.) Or is it that I’m just remembering more dreams? Maybe others remember but don’t talk about their dreams, citing their upbringing: “Mom always told me it’s not polite to talk about your dreams.” That needs modernizing: “Mom texted me it’s not PC to blog about yr dreams.”

Out of the meditations and meanderings, I remembered Florence Scovel Shinn. Following a whim, I duckduckgo’d her and found a website devoted to her. (What we can google but not duckduckgo? Yeah, it’s not as clean, is it? I predict it won’t catch on.)

On FSS’s page is an opportunity to do a random affirmation. I clicked the button, and this came up:

“The four winds of success now blow to me my own. From North, South, East and Wet comes my endless good.”

A pleasant sentiment, and apropos for a windy day. At the least, I read it and smiled before urging myself, “Come on, believe.”

 

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  1. “Duckduckgo”? Is that anything like “duck-duck-goose”?

    In my experience, dreaming more vividly, more often, is a response either to stress or to sleep deprivation. Your brain has more stuff it needs to process (or a backlog of normal stuff that it didn’t get to process when you weren’t getting enough sleep), so you dream more intensely until it’s been dealt with. Sometimes just a bit of sensory overload can cause it.

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    1. Duckduckgo.com is my search engine du jour. I’m testing them for a while as Google’s heavily commercialized and vague responses irritate me.

      I’ve dreamed intensely and vividly as far back as childhood, as I remember telling Mom some of my dreams in a quest to understand them. Your comments, and those of Marcus, remind me that while I was stationed in the PI, I made an intense effort to remember dreams and kept dream journals. That increased the ability to recall them and their vividness. So actually, I have myself to blame.

      Thank you for reading and commenting. Cheers

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  2. Thomas took my question – “duckduckgo”?
    Got me – had to look up “surfeit” … my new word for the day.
    “North, South, East, and Wet” … assuming you mean “West” (sorry, been spending way too much time on booksie.com editing people’s work….)
    I draw a blank on the dreaming bit — I have never remembered a dream. I’m told, of course, that I HAVE to dream – so I’m one of those (un)fortunate people that doesn’t remember them, I suppose. At any rate, I would treasure them because not everybody gets to hold on to theirs………….

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    1. Arrg! Typo! Bah! Launch photon torpedoes.

      I think I do treasure my dreams. I especially like it when I awaken from one and dislike the outcome and decide, no, that won’t do, and go back into it and change it. I can’t imagine not being able to dream and remember them. As much as I complain about them, I think they help clear my mind. Thanks for reading and commenting. Cheers

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