When Jill and her best friend were in 7th grade, they shared
a dream one night. N. dreamed that she ate half a PB&J sandwich and woke
up. Jill dreamed she ate the other half.
Then they went outside and saw a wolf at the edge of the woods. They
walked back to the house just before the wolf charged.
Saturday, September 29, 2018
28/ The Process of Dreaming
We spend so much of our lives dreaming; you’d think science
would study it intensively. There’s a lot we don’t know. Even those with no
artistic talent create detailed people and buildings they’ve never seen. How do
we do it? A former NASA scientist once wrote a book about astral projection, suggesting
we sometimes leave our bodies when we dream.
Thursday, September 27, 2018
27/ Highlights From Various Dreams
From
various dreams: A necklace made from plastic-covered shrunken fortune cookies.
A large salad serving spoon dated 1968. A bright blue cardinal with blue
eyelids. A little girl at the window of an RV. A gigantic plant growing in a
shallow dish. A young blonde wearing a safety harness climbing along the
ceiling with the plant. A black 2005 Jeep with gold lettering.
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
26/ A Family That Sings Together . . .
Watching the previous video of the McGarrigles reminded me
of Kate McGarrigle’s son, Rufus Wainwright. His father is Loudon Wainwright, as
you probably know. I love Rufus’ voice. I’ve heard it described as “an acquired
taste,” but I acquired it immediately. Listening to the family make music
together is an emotional experience for me, as it’s something I always wanted.
25/ A Dream from 2016
Two years ago I dreamed I bought a Christmas ornament at a
yard sale. It contained a picture of little girl. When I took it out of my
pocket later, it was different. It showed a heart, and an inscription that
said, “I love you, and if I could be with you I would.” I knew it was from
Jill.
Monday, September 24, 2018
24/ The Songs of Jimmy Webb
Thanks in part to songs I heard on Linda Ronstadt’s and Judy
Collins’ albums, one of my favorite composers is Jimmy Webb. His songs can be narratives (“By the Time I Get to Phoenix”), be complex (“MacArthur Park”), and,
like the two I’m linking, be hauntingly beautiful. Here’s “The Moon’s a Harsh
Mistress” (Judy Collins) and "Adios (Linda Ronstadt).
Sunday, September 23, 2018
23/ Heart Like a Wheel
I was a huge Linda Ronstadt fan from the first time I heard "Long, Long Time."
I don't think I bought all her albums over the years, but close to
it. Of all her songs, one of my favorites is “Heart Like a Wheel.”
Here’s a version
where she sings with the composers. So sad that Parkinson’s took her voice.
Saturday, September 22, 2018
22/ 1986 Dreams for Myself, Part XIV
Last on my list, I wanted nicer furniture. In 2002 all the remodeling we’d talked about for
years was finally underway, and I hit the antique stores and other furniture
sources. It was too late for the kids to enjoy the nicer surroundings, and my husband
was in a nursing home. But as I’ve said so often, everything’s a trade-off.
Friday, September 21, 2018
21/ The Songs I Sang (in my teens)
At home in my teens, when I wasn’t harmonizing with 45 RPM
pop ballads I sang along with “Eydie (Gorme) Swings the Blues,” memorizing all
her arrangements. I still remember every song, every word. I was also hooked on
Olatunji’s “Drums of
Passion,” but the only word of that LP I remember is akiwowo. I had an eclectic musical life.
Thursday, September 20, 2018
20/ My Dad's Second (and last, so far) Dream Visit
In my dad’s second dream visit he handed me an $80 bill and
a $2 bill. A friend and I decided it could mean Don’t worry about dying young; you’ll live to be 82. (People whose
parent died young often worry about doing the same.) That was reassuring at the
time, but the older me sometimes worries about self-fulfilling prophesies.
Wednesday, September 19, 2018
19/ My Dad's First Dream Visit
In my late father’s first dream visit I told him I loved and
missed him. He said, “I love you too, but I don’t miss you. I don’t know why.”
I asked him what it was like to die. He answered at length, but when I recalled
the dream his answer was garbled, totally unintelligible. I wasn’t supposed to
know.
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