Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Back to SKUUULLLL

I decided to go back to school at 38 and finish my Associates in Psychology. Why not? I only had four classes left when I got my first degree fifteen years ago. Well, as life has a sense of humor I found out that a lot of the core classes I took “way back then (thank you Mr. Counselor)” no longer count as the core requirements have changed. So what I expected to be a year-long process is looking more like two or two and a half years. But, I am not discouraged. I am energized. I look at it as an opportunity to explore subjects that I wouldn’t have normally explored.



This Fall I am taking Geology and Psychology of Dreams. Geology doesn’t hold an ounce interest for me whatsoever (rocks…ooo, interesting…). But judging from the overall wackiness of the instructor and her jokes about vibrators, it might be interesting after all. The Dreams class, however, is right up my alley. I’ve always been very lucky to be not only a vivid dreamer but a lucid dreamer and as a kid I just assumed that everyone could do the same thing. Well, no, they can’t. The instructor promised everyone in the packed class that by the end of the semester we will all not only be able to recall more dreams, analyze them and decipher their meanings, but also we will be able to dream with lucidity. I am so excited to see this happen for the rest of the class. It really is such a great feeling to be awake and aware during my dreams and I wish it for everyone.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Blood Donor

The needle pierces my skin,
A sting of pain, then numb.
I’m far to used to this charade,
I close my eyes. Succumb.

My life-force, I feel it drain,
Trickling sickly from my vein.
But I don’t mind, I feel alive
I relish in the pain.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Pages

What lessons must I learn
From this blank slate before me?
Never ending the questions
My muse will emplore me.

I strive not to fade away,
Not to merely exist.
In a black and white world
More color, I’ll insist!

I can’t go forward
I can’t step behind
I don’t even know why
But I’m loosing my mind.

Monday, May 16, 2011

The Window

“Oh, Charlie, what have you managed to get yourself into this time?” I thought to myself, rolling my thousands of eyes. I had a horrible sense of direction, and I really wished the Queen would reassign me. Perhaps my black and yellow butt could be of more use if I didn’t leave the hive every day.

Only an hour previous, the Queen had sent me out to mine pollen, and here I was lost, as usual. Somehow I had managed to find the rosebush and gathered two handfuls of gold, which I was gripping tightly as I buzzed around this unfamiliar environment. I must have taken a wrong turn at the bird feeder.

Nothing looked familiar. I looked around, accessing my situation and that’s when I noticed the giant.

There was a two-legged animal of some sort that seemed very frightened of me as I buzzed by. I guessed it was a female since she was holding a smaller version of herself in her forearms as she squealed and ran away from me. There was a smaller four-legged furry animal watching me curiously from the ground, licking its chops with a huge pink tongue.

There, I could see the rosebush. I turned in its direction and, BAM! There appeared to be some sort of invisible force field between the rosebush and myself. I tried again, slower this time, with the same result. Reluctantly, I dropped one handful of gold and reached my other hand out to feel this strange clear barrier. I ran my hand up and down it, all the way to the bottom, curious to see how big it was.

“Hisss….”

Oh no! The sound had come from the foreboding hole at the bottom corner of this clear barrier. I had gotten too close. I started to back away but it was too late.

A furious tornado of legs and fur launched out of the hole toward me. Without thinking, I dropped the other handful of gold and immediately began to defend myself.

The spider came at me again, but this time I was ready for her. With a good left jab I knocked her back into her hole just long enough that I could buzz away, reluctantly leaving my gold behind.

I felt a gust of wind at my back. What now?

I turned and the two-legged giant I had seen before had returned and was waving a long rectangular object in my direction which was producing a gust of wind. Another gust knocked me away, spinning through the air. The giant was saying words that I didn’t recognize. I regained my composure and tried to focus my eyes. There it was, I could see the rosebush again! If I could just make it to the rosebush I could find my way back to the hive.

I closed my eyes and aimed myself in the general direction of the rosebush. Another gust of wind came at my back and as I opened my eyes, I was headed straight for a beautiful red petal. I made it!

From here, it would be a quick flight back to the hive. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much gold left to gather, and the Queen would be angry for sure. Perhaps I would talk to her again about switching positions.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Tracking Unicorns

“You’re chasing rainbows”
Is what they would say
When they would go forward
And I’d go my way.

“You’re tracking unicorns”
They’d tease me in jest.
And snicker behind me
As if they knew best.

“Your head’s in the clouds”
I’ve heard it before
Whenever I’ve opened
An imaginary door.

“Just stop dreaming,
And decide what to be.
You’ll never make it,
Can’t you just see?”

“Be serious, calm down,”
They tried to discourage
But I never listened,
And that’s why I flourish!