i’ve got a lot to post about today so i’m going to use LIST form. because let’s face it, everything is better in list form. everything is also better when encased in batter. but that’s another blog post.
so let’s begin.
once upon a time i sent out a tweet that said something along the lines of ‘no one cares about the dream you had. especially me’. what i meant was that sometimes the dream re-telling process can be a bit tedious for the unprepared listener. especially if the dream is all over the place and obtuse and boring. on those occasion you not only have a confused dream-experiencer, but also me, the confused dream-hearer.
i got a LOT of backlash for that tweet. people quoted me lines from MLK’s ‘i have a dream’ and told me that sarcasm is the lowest form of wit and does not become my usually sunny disposition. i also had people give me virtual cyber-space high-fives for saying something they’ve often thought but never said out loud. because they are obviously much nicer people than i am.
so in a blatantly hypocritical manner i’m now going to tell you about a dream i keep having. basically this recurring dream is me as a student at my high-school in timaru, new zealand. i’m anxiously walking around the corridors trying to find my class – the only problem is that i don’t know what class i need to be in, because i’ve missed SO much of this one particular class. i don’t even know where the classroom is, and i don’t have the right text books and i’m convinced there is an exam that i’m entirely unprepared for. i can never quite figure what class it is – it feels like math, but it might be french. all i know is that i’m anxiety-ridden because i know there is NO way i’m going to pass the test that i have that day. i’ve probably had this dream about 7 times. and waking up from these dreams is a trip because sweet relief floods my senses and my brain screams I’M NOT IN HIGH-SCHOOL ANYMORE! WAHOOOO!
this morning as dev and i woke up and discussed with bleary eyes our plans for the day, he told me about this dream he had (yes, i care about my spouse’s dreams – i do have a heart). it was pretty much word-for-word what i just recounted above. he has the EXACT same recurring dream as me, and i’d never told him about mine. so what is that about dream experts out there?!
2. UNDERHEARD IN NYC
ash told me about this awesome initiative last week and i can’t stop thinking about it. creativity meets connectivity meets generosity meets souls. that is 100% the kind of thing that i want to jump up and down with excitement about.
this project enabled several homeless people to have prepaid cell phones to tweet their lives. one gentleman posted a photo and his phone number in hopes of finding his daughter who he hadn’t seen in 11 years and she called the next day!
so amazing and inspiring!
tomorrow i begin the baha’i fast. for 19 days baha’i's all over the world abstain from food/drink from sunrise to sunset. many other faith traditions also have a period of fasting, and in my experience, it acts as a wonderful reminder that i am more than my body – there is something more eternal, infinite and precious that exists within me. i call it a soul. you might call it creative energy, light, aliveness, your core, your spirit…whatever. that’s all semantics. if you have ever felt something more – that’s the ‘something’ that i believe we’re here to cultivate, grow and foster. i’ve always found that the fast presents an incredible opportunity to clear out anything that isn’t facilitating my happiness or is holding me back from my inherent nobility.
for the past couple of years i have been documenting my sunrises and sunsets in photograph form for an initiative called ‘nineteen days‘ (the images above on the left are by the super talented shirin sahba, mine are on the right). today i received an invitation to join the editorial team of another project – nineteen months – as a writer & photographer. i’m so excited to collaborate with these other creative minds and be a part of this team!
i’ve been collecting diy art projects in a folder on my desktop for the day i will create art with my future kids. i’m giddily excited about the prospect. here are a few very simple, but nevertheless awesome, ideas:
envelope houses and neighborhoods!
re-purposed globe with chalkboard paint:
and because i can’t get enough of the clouds outside: inside clouds!