Sometimes when I awaken in the morning or from a brief nap, I find some very odd thoughts coming to mind. This morning it was thinking how I can very clearly picture places that I have been in the past, that I probably will never see again. Just before I woke up, I found myself mentally walking through the house in Fairborn I shared with Chaz for a year. It's strange, but I don't see it, empty as it must be now. The funiture was still in place, everything just as I remembered it.
Even in my mind, I knew there was no one there, it was almost like taking one last look around. Though I can still picture everything that happened there, it just feels like something out of a dream now. Maybe with all thats happened this week, my mind is finally starting to do some letting go on its own. I guess it just seems a lot harder when I'm awake.
It’s strange, I have found myself doing this form time to time. I remember my grandmothers house which has long since been torn down and I remember places that I visited that have no special meaning, houses of aquaintences, certain “spots” that I’ve visited… sometimes I feel just plain weird.
Helen Losse said:
Indeed, it is the odd thoughts. (But some of them ar so right on.) I’ve gotten great material for poems from them, which is why I started my current project in which I’m blurring the lines between prayer, dreams, and memories. The mind is an interesting thing. And houses, Aurora, I have several that repeat in my dreams. They begin somewhere familiar and go from there to fantasic creations. Why? I think psychologists attach certain meanings to the objects in our dreams. And people? Some in dreams are combinations of more than one in the waking world.