I awoke this morning from a dream I’ve had many times before. It involved a quaint garden, crumbling stone walls and a kitschy interior.
This cutie is close to the one in my dream. I wonder what lies beyond that adorable cottage door.
This charming look would do until I saw this beauty below, for sale and in my neck of the woods.
I came across this little gem, for sale just three hours north of my house, on 2 acres and within walking distance to the beach. It was listed for under $80,000. The perfect little project which could become the ultimate summer house. It looked like my dream may come true. I couldn’t dial the phone fast enough but unfortunately it had been sold. My dream will have to stay a dream for now.
Tonight I will be revisiting my past. A dozen or so girls from my graduating class are getting together for a night of laughter and reminiscing, a few I haven’t seen in twenty years, others I run into on occasion. I can’t wait to listen, hug and giggle the night away. We reconnected on facebook and decided it was time for a face to face.
As a teen I couldn’t wait to get out of school and move on with my life and now after more than twenty years I can’t wait to go back to those years and visit the friends I left behind. It’s funny how that works. You are always looking for the next best thing but can’t wait to go back to the good old days. I’m sure this meet-up has something to do with the reason I have been so preoccupied about where I’ve gone with my life.
Thank you Shell and Seawitch for your words of wisdom.
When I first started junior high I used to dream about walking down the long halls lost and late for class. Last night I revisited that dream. It’s funny how certain things never leave you.
Tonight I will be toasting to old friends and I’ll probably realize that life hasn’t really changed all that much.
clink, clink to old friends and new
Did I tell you how much I love creamy white flowers- so elegant . It’s orchid time of year again and I can’t get enough of this gorgeous flower. I always look forward to January for this reason. These lovely blooms made the perfect addition to my silver vases from Pottery Barn. They’re so exotic, they inspire dreams of adventurous travel and spawn memories of a girl I once knew.
When I was about five years old I was caught sneaking into the neighbors barn. I went there to look through some old trunks tucked into the loft. I couldn’t control my curiosity. I thirsted for the unknown, for adventure and treasures to behold. I imagined a trunk filled with old hats worn by ladies of importance and fur coats so soft to the touch. There would no doubt be a box of pictures from years ago when times was hard and each face reflected the seriousness that life entailed. The best part would have been a jewelry box filled with sparkling brooches the size of my fist and shiny earrings that dangled just so.
I’m still that little girl today, but a lot wiser and with a little more self-control. Sometimes I yearn to be the little girl who didn’t care about the dirty dishes, didn’t worry about what might happen tomorrow and never feared the unknown. She lived every day with high hopes and open eyes, she knew that there was something much bigger and better meant for her. This girl didn’t worry about the small stuff and never questioned how she would get to the next destination. She didn’t need much, just the sky, the birds, her dreams, and a backpack. The world was bound to open up, sometime soon and swallow her whole.
Perhaps she had read Alice in Wonderland one too many times or maybe she had a little too much belief in the golden ticket from Charlie and the Chocolate factory. Her expectations were very much like both stories: a fall down the rabbit hole which opened up a new and very strange world full of adventure and unusual happenings but there was always hope, because she was special and held the golden ticket which meant that all her dreams were bound to come true.
Sometimes I struggle to find that little girl who dreamt of beautiful things and never worried, the silly heart who knew so little. I think she’s hiding from a grown-up world but then sometimes when the night sky is full of stars or in the daytime when the sky is just the perfect shade of blue, she’s there, just as free as ever.
I’m not sure what she would say if she could see me now. Would she believe that her dreams came true? She’s had a good life with many adventures. Besides, I’m not so sure she would have survived a plunge down the rabbit hole or the impact of smashing through the Chocolate factory’s ceiling in a glass elevator. She’s much too fragile for that.
She’s still curious and wonders all the time but it’s okay because there’s still time and many adventures ahead…
Drizzle, drizzle, no rain just a little frost melting off the branches. I wish you could have seen the beautiful trees in the woods this morning as the sun twinkled through the branches. The sound in the forest was that of a mild rain shower as the ice slowly melted off the trees. It was lovely….
A few berries were left on the trees and the sky was the perfect shade of blue. It was very cold but the sunlight reflecting off the drippy branches made it dreamy. There were so many other things I should’ve been doing but there was no other place I wanted to be. The sun makes everything better- I crave sunny days and we get so few here.
Last June I began to think about what makes a home cozy and for some reason I thought a big fat cat added that cozy feel and helped make a house a home. I didn’t own a cat at the time so I pondered the idea of getting one but didn’t. Well not long after that a big fat bob-tailed cat showed up at my door, followed shortly after that by momma cat and her babies. How did they know? A few days later I started thinking about an old friend and began wondering what had happened to her,I wrote about her in my diary and then two weeks later she contacted me. Hmmm… Over the past few months I have been applying for jobs in hopes of supplemented my very minor income but my heart wasn’t in it. But just a few weeks ago I started to feel a little more motivated and wished for a little work outside my studio and guess what happened? I got several calls for an interview and got hired. It’s funny and sometimes a little scary when that happens. I guess the moral of this little story is be careful what you wish for… Sometimes it happens!
Have a great weekend y’all
(p.s. I’ve always secretly wished to live in the south, near the ocean with a little lemon tree in my yard)
Pack your bags and come with me- no passport required.
Here we go again; I’m dreaming of traveling to far-away, mystical places. Lands where beautiful exotic things grow freely and the air smells like magic as the breeze blows little surprises my way. In my dreams everyone in this land is unique, no two are alike. Each person is valued for the special way they grace the world with a unique presence.
There is no pressure to be successful, no reason to stress or fight because everything is free and shared. In this place there is only harmony and peace, no wars, no prejudice, no poverty, just happy rhythms flowing freely like the whirrr of a carousel spinning round and round.
It’s all there in my dream just waiting to be discovered but for some reason this place is secret and can’t be found. No matter how hard I try or how long I search, I always wake before reaching this exotic place. So I have to wonder is there such a place of love and peace for all? Is this really a dream or just a passing thought drifting through my conciousness, inbetween awakefulness and sleep? Do you dream of shimmering places that can’t be reached?
Perhaps I’m dreaming of travel and far away lands because something feels a miss about this season of sun and budding gardens. The weather has been ever so funky and thrown me off just a touch. The days start out in the fifties with a cloudy haze and cool damp air. This lasts until mid afternoon when the sun either melts it’s way through the haze or thunder storms break loose and swallow the day. Then around four or five o’clock the sun gets warm and true to a June afternoon but shortly there after the coolness creeps back in. The weather has been quite bazaar for mid June.
Come to think of it this year has been a calamity of oddities, the weather colder than unusual with record amounts of snow and the news of an economy filled with doom and despair but then we had a little glimmer of hope with a new election and a promise of better days to come. Perhaps all of this would explain my thoughts and dreams that seem to be just out of reach. I have seen a glimpse of this magical place and it’s not perfect but soft and dreamy all the same, which is just the way I like it.
Have a soft and dreamy Monday.
How do you choose a new path? Do you look for the easy road or something magical and inspiring? Does it have to speak to you or do you just go with the one that is highly recommended? Like I always say: “follow your heart, your passion, your bliss” and you’ll never go wrong. It may not be easy but it will be worth it!
I’m back from my family retreat and as promised I will be passing on an award today but first I’d like to share my unravelling with you.
I along with 164 other people from around the globe have embarked on a journey of self discovery from the feet up. Our first assignment was to photograph our feet in a way that said something about us. I shared one of my pic’s with you here. We are allowed to share 4 photo’s and descriptions each week with the class. We do not have our new photo assignment for this week but our writing assignment is to write our life as a fairy tale. Okay we all know that I’m good at the make believe stuff but writing about my whole life as a fairy tale isn’t that easy. I have caught myself adding little embellishments and sidesteps that just aren’t true. What a surprise to me that the writing assignments has been the hardest part thus far. It is incredibly interesting to see how others view themselves. I have always wondered how different my view of myself is compared to the people who know me best.
Okay now to move into the good stuff. I was very honored last week when Deborah from Midlife Poet (go meet Deborah she is so inspiring) gave me the coveted Renee award. If you do not know anything about this award or have the privilege of knowing Renee, a very incredible lady, please stop by Birds Circling My Head for a visit.
Now I think I’m ready to share this award with a few deserving friends of mine. I will list just a few that I think have displayed their courage or kindness to others and me in blog land.
Libby from Thoughts usually with attitude: Libby is a very courageous and kind lady battling MS. No matter what kind of day it is she always has a kind and encouraging message to leave. Thank you for that Libby.
Ricardo from Unloaded: He is in the midst of making some incredible changes in his life and tells it like it is, at all times. He lets it all hang out very candidly but is always supportive of his fellow bloggers. Thanks Ricardo.
Shell from Swan of Dreamers: She is a dreamer like myself and inspires others with her beautiful words. She charms me with her positive attitude and I usually learn something when I visit her. She always has something kind to say. Thanks Shell, fellow dreamer.
Terra from Unfinished business part II: Terra has an uncanny way of making her daily experiences read like a sitcom or soap opera. She is kind and supportive in her comments. Thanks Terra.
Now really I could go on all day listing people who inspire me and others with their beautiful blogs that make me want to try harder. I mentioned just a few because they are the bloggers who have been most supportive of me in my quest to follow my dreams.
Thanks for sharing this first day of a new week with me.
A very long time ago when the queen of day dreams was just a little girl she inspired to be a perfumist. This caused a little trouble and fight for time in the lou as she locked the door and drew a bath. She was indulging her creative side by mixing potions (Mom’s perfume) and such (sister’s body splash) until she got the scent just right. After an hour or so of listening to a little begging at her door, she would emerge with a secret bottle of magic tucked in her robe. It was the perfect lotion or just right shampoo with a little creative magic bubbling inside.
This day dreaming queen is once again playing perfumist but this time it’s no secret. She is mixing and plotting to get the alluring scent just right. A little sandalwood here and lime blossom there, drop of geranium and hint of citrus to freshen the air. She ‘ll get it right, you wait and see. How could she not with inspirations such as the sea swept breezes and tantalizing blossoms that grow along side a shell covered beach, occupied by modern beach babes drenched in a magical aroma of girl moxie.
The final concoction will be a control batch for the Island Girl’s Bohemian blend diffusers. Each bottle will be hand mixed and unique. The fun has just begun and the aroma is making her a little giddy. She’s searching for a scent that creates the perfect mood of “come hear boy” and “dreamy inspiration”.
It will take the perfect blend of bubbling magic to please the nose and pass the test. Scent is the strongest trigger of memory, they say. I do believe it’s true. Have you ever entered a room that immediately threw you into memories of the past but you didn’t know why or how? It’s amazing how that happens.
(Ooops I’m wearing the same pink striped suit in this pic as the one from last year’s beach pic in an earlier post. Geez maybe I am thrifty) 😉
The spiciness of a woodsy scent blended with a pop of floral and a spritz of citrus takes me back to my days of childhood freedom- I don’t know why.
What aromas make you feel, remember or dream?
I am impacted most by the aroma, the color of light or the music in a room or place. Sometimes it takes me by surprise and I’m totally unaware of what’s taking place while these elements work their magic behind the scene. Next time you enter a room, pay attention to the way it makes you feel. You might be surprised by the culprit of your impressions. Atmosphere is everything!!!
This is what’s playing in the background of my little bohemian laboratory today. Take a moment and listen with me.
I hope insight, inspiration, moxie and of a course a little magic follow you through your day.
from my spirit to yours -jj
This is the tale of a girl who is always looking for inspiration and ways to connect herself to others. She dreams often and when she dreams it is global. She looks for hope in every face and loves little treasures with a deeper meaning of faith and love. That is why she couldn’t pass up the change to posses a piece of culture and prayer from across the the world. A Buddha statue and Tibetan prayer wheel were being sold by a family who relocated to the states from Nepal. A place where the culture is so rich and faith is everything. Hand to hand and soul to soul the exchange took place. The tiny treasures that had traveled so far became her own. It was as if she too had been there to experience the people, the culture and the treasures that put a girl on a budget at risk. She laughed at the thought of being in the red because she knew that it was so worth it.
The best time to act is when opportunity presents itself, another chance may never come. The dreaming part matters! It can take you places you have never been and will never physically go. You are on a journey much like this girl who dreams too much. Don’t let opportunity pass and experinces be waisted. Plant the seed and then let it bloom. Let your dreams run free and your spirit soar. Life is truly worth it and so are you.
(Women holding a Tibetan Prayer wheel. I would love to give credit for the Tibetan pictures but can’t remember where I found them.)
Have faith in the universe and yourself. Good things are on their way.
soul to soul-jj
The scary tree outside my window (secret..I’m still afraid of the dark-sometimes)
Today I would like to take you on a little journey to a secret place. Let’s take a ride through dreamland. So get ready, sit back and just let go……. Floating through the darkness and then…… my dream begins.
Lights are flickering- great adventures unfolding. Coasting, coasting with my head in the clouds. Dreams are like a story, they take you there and leave you standing where all things are possible and you always land softly.
Lights are flickering and I have visions flashing in my head. My recurring dream is here again. I don’t believe it. He takes me there, the stars, the sky wide open. Drifting, floating, and coasting to a soft landing. Then something tickles my ear,”Do you hear me calling…” I see the man who is no stranger in my dreams “come hear, love” he whispers through the night. The trees part ways and a moon appears, so luminous it takes my breath away. The scenery, the great adventure, the man with my dreams in his hand. I reach for him but then I recognize my heart in a tiny little box, bright pink and beating ever so slowly, steam rises, his hands, my heart, his vision, my dreams, our life. I don’t believe it.
He says goodnight and so I go….far, far, very far away, rising, twisting, turning into a downward spiral to a soft landing. The curtains breathing life into a stale room, in and out with the gentle breeze, the canopy of my bed, the twinkling of a million stars, I am alone in a pool of sweat, my heart firmly planted, and my life the same. I’m falling for him baaad! But it’s too late. I believe it. jj
I just wanted to leave you with dreams and wide open spaces for your mid- week pondering. Have a dreamy Wednesday. For those of you who commented, I updated the story here. Thanks….jj
Enjoy a little “Bubbly Toes” by Jack Johnson to make you move like a jellyfish, his words not mine.
Gotta love that! Be on your bubbly toes tomorrow when I post Java June’s Travel Treasure give-away
This is my 100th post and I wanted it to be special in some way. So, I decided to share my dreams with you. I have always been a curious girl with my head in the clouds as I explore every inch of my life. My passions change with the wind and I want to experience it all. I have big dreams that are floating just over head. But I sometimes lack the discipline to make my dreams a reality. I always believed that I would do something extraordinary with my life and I’m still waiting for that moment.
I left my job in the medical field a year ago and embarked on a journey to find my creative roots and plant them firmly. I started out with a vengeance but I have to say my batteries are wearing down a bit. I started this blog to serve as a platform for my novel “The Sofa Diary”. It is still a work in progress and I have been off my game a bit since the holidays. I’m sure I’ll put my game face back on very soon. The last chapter of the book will be all about this sight and the amazing stories that have been posted here. I can’t wait to finish the book and share it with all of you.
Okay on to my dreams as promised. *I wish to be published and profit from that venture. *I wish to buy a cute little cottage near the warm beaches of the gulf of mexico. *I wish to have time to share this paradise with my friends and family. * Last on my list is to live happily to the age of 100 with the ones I love close by. Is that too much to ask? I don’t think so.
Share your dreams with me no matter how big or small. After all this site is all about sharing, secrets, passions, dreams and stories. So throw one out there, Junie wants to hear what you have to say.
Thank you for being a part of my 100 posts and for sharing in my dreams.