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So last night I dreamed I was living in a smallish apartment, rather like the one I had in the late 70s. I'd been painting or refinishing floors or something, and had moved most of the furniture out of the place. In particular, I'd removed and stored in the basement a big honkin' sideboard/buffet thing that, since there was no place to set it along a wall, I'd long had standing in between the living and dining space, as a sort of room divider. With it gone, the whole place looked much more spacious, larger and lighter and freer. I thought, "Gee, maybe I should just not bring it back." Then I thought "But isn't there all kinds of stuff in it that I need?" And then I realized--nah, it was just full of old dishes and miscellaneous crap that I never used. I could leave it all down in the basement, and go fetch anything from it I might want, but basically, I didn't need it in my space any more. And I felt this great relief, and just sat and revelled in how free and open and uncluttered everything was.

Heh. My subconscious, she is so gloriously unsubtle at times. Happy new year!

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Date: 2005-01-02 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliade.livejournal.com
Nice! *g* I dreamed I was an assassin...hmmm.

As Laurie Anderson would say...

Date: 2005-01-02 06:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurashapiro.livejournal.com
I don't know about your brain
But mine is really bossy
I come home from a day at the golf course
And I find all these messages
Scribbled on wrinkled up scraps of paper
And they say things like
"Why don't you get a *real* job?"
Or
"You and what army?"
From: [identity profile] namastenancy.livejournal.com
Do you suppose this is contagious? Because I've been having BIG MESSAGE dreams as well. Last night I dreamed I was in art school (oh - subconscious very clever). I was fishing out bits of paper and supplies from huge trash bins and making art. (MORE subtel message from unconscious). OI. OK. Thanks. I get it. There have been dreams about using a fire hose to flush icky stuff down a storm drain and other messages like that. My subsconscious, she does not believe in subtle either. But it's kind of nice; I think that we must be feeling safe because the psyche is sending such clear measages. During stressful times in my life, my dreams have been absolutely gruesome -except for one period when I was in the middle of a killer fight with another supervisor from hell. I dreamed that my way home was blocked by some sort of weird fruit salad of old brussel sprouts and bannanas; I jumped over the salad and got home safely. I loved the puns - my sub seems to have a sense of humor at times.
SO - Happy New Year to Kat and her Uncluttered Subconscious.

namaste SF Nancy

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