This post is part of the WordPress Bloganuary Challenge 2022 where everyone is provided with a writing prompt each day. Today’s prompt was to write about a dream you remember.
I’ve enjoyed reading the prompts and blogs for Bloganuary. I haven’t responded to most though because, well…..
Yesterday I was grieving and dealing with more emotions than I felt I could handle. I took my meds early in the hope of getting some sleep. Yeah, not so much. I typically have very detailed and vivid dreams. I often remember one or more the next day. Last night I was awake more than asleep. I kept waking up with strange but not frightening dreams.
The most vivid one was also the silliest. I had a dream that I was in my PJs cleaning the bathroom. My mom came around the door and entered the bathroom. She was wearing flannel PJ bottoms in a fabric I had years ago. It was pink and grey plaid. She also had on an oversized T-shirt. I never made her PJs, so I thought that was weird.
Our conversation was strange to say the least. I asked her why she was there, and did she know she was dead. She said she knew it but wanted to visit. She stood tall (as tall as a 5-foot 2-inch person can) without the hunched over position she had been in for years. I was gleeful at her healthy appearance. I then asked her why she was bald. She said she had been partying and everyone had shaved their heads at the party. We had a short cohesive conversation, and I awoke at 3 AM giggling.
I have not had this type of dream about my mom before. I don’t know if I had the dream because I was missing my mom so much, because I needed a release from the sadness I was feeling, because my mom visited from the other realm, or because my subconscious manifested what I needed. It doesn’t matter either. All that matters is that I had a convo with my mom that made me happy. It was a dream state that I wished lasted longer.
Merril is hosting at dVerse today. We are asked to write quadrille using the word shiver.
Quadrille: A poetic form introduced at dVerse Poets Pub circa 2011. The rules for Quadrille: not including the title, a poem of exactly 44 words using the prompt word or its variant.
I’m called to duty, I must clarify
Thankful I’m not teaching junior high
My higher power, whom I call Adonai
Placed me here so that I might notify
Remember don’t ever turn a blind eye
I shiver when teens need to sing a lullaby
Melanie brightens our world with questions every Monday. Things are a little different today. From Melanie:
“I’ve gotten five questions and will link each with a link to their site. Just click on their names (below). Excellent questions and a bit of a change up from the same old stuff. ”
Questions From Fabulous Bloggers
12-17-2021 Cyranny “What’s the worst day of the week for you?” Why? I have no worst day of the week. I am retired and the only “bad” days are ones where I struggle to find gratitude. Happily, that doesn’t happen too often.
1-3-2022 Mrs. A (Jazzocracy) Mrs A proposes a question for a future SYW. “Would you ever consider posing naked or semi-naked for the camera or a live audience (acting in a play)?” Not even for ten million dollars!
1-10-2022 Di With the recent energy crisis here in the UK, would you prefer electric, gas, oil or some other means of heating your home? The lesser of evils here is natural gas. Every source has risen terribly though.
1-10-2022 Marilyn When this pops up later tonight, I MIGHT have thought of a few questions. Like: In your household, who takes care of the bills, taxes, and other financial stuff? Is one person responsible or is it a shared chore? And this has made me notice that my phone is missing. Oops. I do all the bills. Taxes are done by a professional. I am a saver, so I learned long ago to pay myself first.
1-10-2022 Yinglan Not sure if this question was asked before. It’s a bit of a silly one: If you can have any one job (real or fiction) in the galaxy (yes, the galaxy, I’m widening the search radius, imagining relocation to other planets possible), what is that job? As long as we are living in a fantasy world, I’d like to be a tour guide to other planets with similar life forms.
GRATITUDE SECTION (as always optional) Who are you grateful for? I am grateful for me, never giving up.
Ronovan gives us the words glare and mask to use in a Haiku today.
Do not glare at me
This mask remains where it is
Until safe again