dream: sometimes a cigar is just a cigar

I had to capture this one because the dream book says that it is a symbol of good luck and prosperity. Whohoo! The man who gave me the cigar was a character himself; a Native witch doctor who thought cigar smoking would enhance my creative writing. I remember wearing another fabulous chinese silk robe and a pink one piece swim suit. Love the wardrobe choices in my dream life.

dream: the understudy

once again, the patterns drawn in my dreams have lingered in my waking life. in this dream i was alternating between a role as an understudy in a play and rehearsing in a dance troop. i remember wearing a lush silk chinese robe and having to ad-lib in both venues. all the characters were women from different chapters of my life. strange.

dream: vintage jewellery

I am not typically a girly girl who shops with pals. I think that is what makes this dream stand out. I was with a dear friend in a fabulous vintage jewellery shop. She was wearing a necklace made of real over-sized roses. I seemed to be designing on the fly, decided it was all about finding a pattern that fit my scale...not over-sized but not too intricate or boring. My mind seemed to love designing different necklaces made of pearls, silver, and special stones. I was walking too and thought to myself -- it is amazing that I am not tired or falling, who-hoo! a good omen.

dream: independence day special

i was applying to school in nyc, independent studies. i was making it up along the way, of course. course work included leadership, women's studies, a study of great authors with a special case study in puzzle design. curved pieces that could become art even when the puzzle wasn't solved yet.

good find: quote

Even impossible spells I M POSSIBLE
By Pierre ELIAS

lost & found again: fortune leaf

we found an old journal of mine with tales from rome and italy from when I visited dN in school years ago. there was a leaf with the word fortune on it from the cave of the sybil. it in.spired a poem for my sweetheart's b-day. will post it for the record soon.

"and the fortune teller whispered "This leaf holds many wishes...

she will lead you to bliss, in every shade you can imagine."

good flick: splice

trippy. Sarah Polley and Adrien Brody take us on a deluxe but twisted modern day Frankenstein tale that pushes the boundaries of almost every taboo. the only part that falls flat is their chemistry. still worth a watch.

good flick: exit through the gift shop

A documentary that may or may not be true (but delightful either way) about the barely legal world of street art and the characters that rise to the surface.

good find: quote

"Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It's an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It's a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing."
— Muhammad Ali

stolen: irises

under the cover of darkness, a thief stole past the gate and clipped our iris blooms. strange but true. maybe they thought we wouldn't notice as our yard has a colouring outside the lines quality to it which I love but defies convention. writing its' own script. imagine they could steal our dreams too?

i am in your pocket

imagine a lucky stone or charm that you carry with you everywhere you go, you reach down to touch it for comfort, reassurance, an extra bit of luck and more. an oasis of goodness. understanding. acceptance. strength. calm. in.spire. belief in you that cannot be shaken.

doppelganger

strange but true. last friday I got mail from the HR person at an agency I have had contact with but never worked with -- thanking me for accepting their offer and making start date arrangements. The mail even started with my name in the greeting. Only trouble was that it must have been my doppelganger, because until that moment I had not been aware of a job offer and had no start date plans. bizarro. It's like I saw a window into a parallel universe for just a moment. maybe it was just a mercury retrograde hiccup.

write your own script

write your own script is my way of saying do your own thing. it applies to so much. It feels like the world has this prescription for how life should be lived and it is nailed down to specifics, if you look closely. appreciate your mother now. we even have a script for how motherhood, marriages, friendship and more should be realized. christmas works like this. feel this. do that. everyone is paying attention to this NOW so get on board. all of that just feels like noise. it feels so liberating to write your own script, to live at your own pace and make your own path as you go.

in.bloom

photo courtesy of ruby

beauty is everywhere at the moment. leaves are filling in winter's skeletons. tulips sing spring alive. gathering my own strength too, inspired by ancient divine.

good find: buke & gass

defies type, and oh so good. deluxe noise. they rock.

birds with a unique soundtrack

dN spotted some birds sneaking into our attic from a crack outside. he decided to leave an old ghetto blaster on up there to see if the music and chatter scares them away. we will see if this does the trick. we have new musical guests i suppose.

my life as frenchie

it's no secret I have not been a fan of fakebook. i have held out on the hype for what feels like forever. but, recently i needed an account for a project at work. the only way, in my mind, was to go undercover. i am now estelle sleuth (a.k.a frenchie). if you read the blog you are in the circle so if you want to share photos of your kids and such i will be your friend. kids seem immune to the fakebook rules somehow, i applaud those who can live out loud so bravely. really. show me i am a fool for missing out. i may invent a life for frenchie as a creative project, seems fitting for fakebook. don't hate me please, this is just my way of making peace with things. hopefully you can see the funny here.

good find: cold souls

is your soul weighing you down? imagine a world where you could extract and store a troubled soul or even try on the soul of a russian poet. what does your soul look and feel like? this flick is worth a watch.

fire at daybreak

no foolin' this morning we awoke to sirens and smoke. not in house thankfully but across the alleyway. one street over, a small apartment building went up in smoke. the real smoke monster. a reminder that life is a gift.

dreams: recycled road signs + rulers

maybe recording my dreams is changing me. i have a good theory about this one, but of course my sisters' views are always welcome. i dreamed I made an art project out of converting old road signs into bookends. i cut the danger sign down to size to prop up my books. i think this is warning me to take care of myself as I work on this fun but deadline driven writing project I have on at the moment. the next dream was about cleaning up a desk. I kept finding rulers of all shapes and sizes, hidden among the pages and clutter. mundane I suppose but telling I think. need to ponder on that one a bit. ideas welcome.