Thursday, March 27, 2014
I woke up inside my dream this morning while looking at a very green hill of grass. I couldn't believe how real the grass looked in my dreaming mind, couldn't believe it was just a dream. I was wishing for a way to capture it, some way to write it all down and take it into my waking life. A little elfin Zach Galafianakis character popped into the frame and pointed toward the hill. "The pen is on the other side," he said with an impish gleam in his eyes. So I started walking up the hill and, consequently, woke up. Then, during breakfast, Genevieve gave me a gift for our 7 year anniversary and it was a green pen.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
I saw the Hasidic man driving an odyssey driving in front of me on Franklin Avenue in Williamsburg. He was playing with the curl of hair. It was as if he was playing with his ear. I realized that he had grown of metaphorical extension of his ear. It was like an antenna. To better listen to God?