Casting Dreams

I had a fairly active dream life last night and I woke this morning with a strange question. Where do the "extras" cast in dreams come from? The question arose because I woke from a dream where I was driving down the street just at the point where I was passing a bus stop and there were two people sitting at the bus stop. They had nothing to do with the plot of the dream - they were just extras - and I though "where the heck did they come from" and then "wouldn't that be a cool job". Could you imagine being an extra in other people's dreams?
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Dreams of Running

I have the memory of vague dreams of running last. They were not dreams of pursuing or being pursued but rather dreams of incidental running for exercise or for the joy of it. Most likely I think they were sparked because I went for a brisk walk yesterday afternoon and contemplated running while I was briskly walking.
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Last Nights Dream

I woke sometime in the middle of last night from a dream of hunting for chocolates with medicinal properties made by Blackfoot indians.
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Thoughts on Minimalism

I spent most of the day thinking about minimalism. I am not sure where I am going with it, but I am running through in my mind the need to once again sweep through my apartment and through things away.  The place still has “stuff” I simply never use – even though it is nice and functional, I simply never use it. It occupies space. It is “stuff”. It has weight and I want to be light.

 

The Field

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Ending Thursday With The Necessity of Reinvention

Well, Thursday is drawing to a close here at work and if the stars align I am going to meet P. and H. for dinner at either a Japanese restaurant or a Chinese restaurant (Asian ethnicity to be determined later). I am looking forward to it as I haven’t had much of an opportunity to socialize with them in the last couple of months.  I was looking at the calendar today and it’s astounding to me that it is racing toward June.  The first half of this year is flying by at an incredible pace. I’m not really sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing.  It’s just a thing.

I read an article today in the KQED magazine about the necessity of reinvention in the light of the recession.  It had some interesting stories but one of the things I often dislike about those type of stories “I used to be a high powered lawyer by now I’ve a baker” is they often lack the necessary detail to make the stories a learning experience.  That observation doesn’t really have anything to do with anything but it is fresh on my mind, as is the necessity of reinvention.

On Writing

Well, I seem to go along pretty well writing and then suddenly bang into a wall.  It is not like I don’t want to write or that I can’t write – the experience is more like this.  I sit down to write and…I…stop.  I sit and I observe.  I sit and I empty the mind. I simply sit.

 

A Trick on Bad Days

I have a trick that I use when I have a “bad day”.  A few years bad I was in a high stress time. To keep track of what I was doing each day I kept a detailed daily log, simply listing everything I did each day, down to the finite detail, in chronological order.  If you’ve never done it, I recommend it as an excellent discovery tool. 

Anyway, one of the things that I found contributed heavily to my stress was the perception that I was doing a lot of “things” but not accomplishing any single thing.  Though I no longer use the “daily log” approach to manage my work flow, since the stress of that particular series of events has fallen aside, I still use the approach when I am having a difficult day. 

Two things come out of the approach, for me. 

First, it gives me tangible evidence of the many things that are accomplished during busy times.  I can look at the list and see what I did during the day. 

Second, it often allows me to see “why” I was unable to accomplish my goal, which alleviates some of the stress by realizing that it the outcome is not due to my actions, but rather too external actions and events.

I sat here for a while and thought about whether or not today is going to be a daily log kind of day, but it doesn’t feel like it.  The negative thought stream I was in this morning was pretty internal, which I do have control over.

 

Let Them Fall Away

I am amazed at the ability of the find to fasten on small negative things and then worry them ceaselessly.  This morning was a typical example for me.  I woke up okay, slipped into the shower and then from the shower on I pretty much managed to pop up one negative thought after another and worry them all the way into the office.  When I became aware of them I would consider them and then let them go.  Most negative thoughts that arise are entirely imaginary – either you are replaying things that happened before that you wish had turned out differently or you are playing future negative events that may never happen.  Whatever the structure of the particular negative thoughts they manage to worm their way inside of your conscious thoughts for the day and influence other events. So, with a start of negative thoughts, I am moving into the day and going to try and let them rise and fall away.  (One of the techniques I learned in studying Zen is not deny negative thoughts, not try to suppress them or get away from them, but to let them rise, consider them in their fullness and then let them fall away.)

 

A Full Menu of Dreams

I dreamed my way through most of last night. On waking I had the sense that I had multiple complex dreams but only remembered fragments of three. I dreamed that there were three swimming pools on the front courtyard area of Yale University. (I've never been to Yale, so I have no idea if Yale even has a front courtyard). The second dream was that a friend of mine was kissing a woman who had the mumps. The third dream I remembered was leaving my hat at a restaurant along a sea-side somewhere and dashing back into the place to get my hat. There didn't seem to be any relationship between the dreams - I just seemed to go from dream to dream and upon waking had the sense that I had gone from dream to dream to dream all night.