This is the first day of my life…

Do YOU believe it is easier to study religion from the point of view of:

1. one who is religious (hence can understand the importance of faith in ones life but may however be bias)
2. from the point of view of someone who is not religious (hence has not really had a religious experience but is not bias between one religion or another)

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More baby dreams lately.

I had one las night where i had a baby and we left it with a friend of mine (at only 2 days old) to go skiing. I remember, feeling awful about that.

The crazy thing is I half woke up, then fell asleep again, and THEN had the entire dream all over again.

Weird.

I don’t have many nice new fashion pics but I do have some from my trip to the art gallery last week.

Lately I’ve been so busy going to various events I’ve barely had time to dream or write my blog.

First things first:

I had a dream the other night that  I was on a plane, it was set to crash. This is a big fear of mine…

not so much flying, but crashing.

Anyway, luckily I remembered that I could turn back time (I’ve been watching a lot of Heroes ((Season 1)).

All I needed was a clock.

There were no clocks on board. Alas I thought we were all going to crash when I suddenly had a thought!

I emptied my in-flightmeal onto my tray and made a clock out of the vegetables. I set about turning the vegetable clock hands back

until we were all safe on the ground again.

My boyfriends theory for this one was that it was my body telling me that it was “time for vegetables?”

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This is me and my friends Tom and Freya at the Kool Aid gig a few weeks ago.

It was a truly great night of music and mayhem. Likely to be repeated every month or so. Hop to it if you’re in Melbourne.

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Put on your Sunday clothes, there’s lots of world out there
Get out the brillantine and dime cigars
We’re gonna find adventure in the evening air

Girls in white

In a perfumed night
Where the lights are bright as the stars!
Put on your Sunday clothes, we’re gonna ride through town
In one of those new horsedrawn open cars

After I took these I realised how cool the shadows were looking today.

I had another interesting dream last night, I can’t remember much though.

There was a party and there were LOTS of M&M’s everywhere.

That’s about all I remember.

Listening to the Violent Femmes.

Brilliant.

I have had other dreams that have stuck fast in my head.

I want to copyright them because one day they will be short films. My mum suggested that.

Im glad I dont know what they mean.

I don’t think I want to know what they mean.

Dreams never mean good/ hopeful/ helpful things, I’m sure.

You always hear therapists discussing how dreams reveal insecurities.

But does that mean that… people with their life sorted out don’t dream?

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One dream I had a long time ago, while I was still in High School went a little something like this;

I was sitting alone in the shadows.

There in my lap was a big, black, shiny coated cat.

It was all I had.

Everyone else was out playing in the sunshine.

I didn’t want to go out with everyone because I, well all I remember is that I didn’t want too.

Finally I got up the courage and walked out into the sun.

My cat turned into a big, black, shiny balloon.

Everyone came over to me and we all played with the big, black, shiny, balloon.

Then when I walked back into the shadows, my balloon turned back into my cat.

I remember going in and out of the shadows several times.

The cat would always appear.

Finally I went out to play in the sun. The big, black, shiny balloon was almost glowing it was so bright.

All of a sudden it got away from me.

Then the next thing I knew, there was a big bang.

The balloon popped.

I ran over, picked it up and went back into the shadows.

The cat didn’t appear and all I was left with was a broken, deflated, black, shiny balloon.

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