Flower dreams
Posted: March 15, 2013 Filed under: 365 Life in the Bogs Challenge, Adventures in art, Adventures in Life, Air, beginnings, Daily Walk, Digital Art, Earth, Fire, Flashbacks, hiking, home, nature, Photography, Quotes, Spirit, Spring, Walking, weather, winter | Tags: Dream, flowers, Hiking, Longwood Gardens, MaidinSun Photography, Marsha Norman, Milne, nature, Outdoors, Pennsylvania, Photography, Pooh, quotes, spring, sunset, trees, weather, winter 29 Comments
Blossoms on High Street in West Chester, Pennsylvania. (April 2007)
In my dreams, I never have an age.
~ Madeleine L’Engle
Last night (well, really it was early this morning) I had a dream that was filled with flowers. Someone was teaching me to identify wildflowers by their leaves, their blossoms, and their stems. Wouldn’t it be nice to learn through dreaming and wake up with a head full of knowledge you didn’t have when you went to sleep?
Wolf Dreams
Posted: September 28, 2012 Filed under: 365 Meditation Challenge, Autumn, Digital Art, Earth, Fire, hiking, home, Meditation, nature, Photography, Quotes, Spirit, Spring, travel, Vacation | Tags: autumn, Canada, Dream, Fundy National Park, Hiking, MaidinSun Photography, nature, New Brunswick, Outdoors, Photography, spring, trees, Wolves, woods 32 Comments
Laverty Falls Trail. Fundy National Park. New Brunswick, Canada.
Wolves are the epitome of the wild spirit.
~ Ted Andrews, Animal Speak
Insomnolence
Posted: January 2, 2012 Filed under: 365 Yoga Challenge, Earth, goals, health, home, Letting Go, nature, Photography, snow, Spirit, Walking, water, weather, winter, yoga | Tags: Dream, Insomnia, Lake Erie, Lake-effect snow, Letting Go, nature, Photography, snow, trees, winter, woods 41 Comments
Dream walking through the woods
I’ve been sleeping surprisingly well since the anti-viral medication kicked in. The pain meds help with sleep, too. They knock me out, but I still dream. The dreams have been a mixture of the wonderful, the wild, and the weird, which is the usual way of dreams except when they’re nightmares, but then, those are not dreams at all, but little horrorfests that take place in the darkest nights of the mind and soul.
Life in the Bogs 