Thursday, February 25, 2010

Thursday, 25 February 2010 -- Day 67

There's one way in which I'm more blessed than my siblings and my dad. I get to see Mom when I look in the mirror, and when I peel potatoes, and fold fitted sheets (apparently this is a lost art form), and get involved in community projects and organizations. It's true I am like my mother in many, many ways, but I'm very different in just as many. Mom was a staunch Republican, and I'm so far to the left on most issues that I'm almost off the map. We didn't discuss politics at family gatherings. I'm proud to be my mother's daughter, but I'm not her.

Maybe this had some bearing on a part of my dream last night. In it, I was sitting at a kitchen table w/ three nondescript people. I offered each one of them a garlic-stuffed olive, a delicacy to which my friend Lora introduced me. Each one of the three at the table tried it and spat it out in disgust. I didn't even try to look this one up on my favorite dream interpretation website so I'm going solo. Maybe I feel like I'm trying to get people to do something that I know is good for them, but they're resisting. I am moderating a community action campaign right now to oppose budget cuts in music at our public school so maybe that's what it's about. Or maybe I'm afraid some of what I've posted in this blog has left a bad taste in some people's mouths. Or maybe I'm just feeling rejected. Or maybe I shouldn't eat garlic-stuffed olives just before bedtime.

Another way that I'm like Mom is that I turn to writing to work through my feelings. I may not always find the answers, but at least I feel like I made some headway toward the problem.

1 comment:

  1. I'm glad you make the effort to analyze your dreams. I think you can deal with even the worst of nightmares if you can figure out what they mean. And I've found that once you've figured them out, they seem to go away. And I find that when I do have a bad dream, it isn't nearly as distressing knowing that it's my subconcious communicating with me. I wouldn't be at all surprised if it isn't the art funding issue, and given the other stressors in your life right now, including my problem yesterday, it should not be surprising you're having some strange dreams. Let your dreams talk to you. It'll help

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