In the Depths of Your Dreams…

Published March 16, 2019 by Nan Mykel

Did a plant ever speak to you from the depths of a dream?  (A dog did in mine, once)

After you’re good and dead, what do you want? Not that it’ll make any difference…probably.  But really, would you like to carry any of you into the transition?

What do you hope for after death pulls the shade on you from this side?

To remember? How we value our consciousness, our own me-ness.

Perhaps, if we re-merge with the womb…would that be progress?  Who said anything about progress?  Was it Mary Kay?

Were we meant to always be separate?  What does meant mean, anyway?

I wouldn’t opt for hell, but not to be disrespectful, feel I don’t want to be dandled on another father’s knee forever, either.

Do I really want to be alone forever?  (Just not with some people, I guess).  What a mouthful: forever!

Back to consciousness.  While I don’t want Groundhog Day every lifetime,  is it all downhill after this?  Back to the atom after Beethoven?

Do I not get a goody for not throttling my husband?  If so, what would that goody be?

I won’t care any more, they say.  I’d better let go or stay on as a ghost.

Dust to dust…”Hey! I’m in here!”

Like sleeping, they say, but no dreaming?

What do you want to dream about forever?  The past? The future? The eternal now?

In your dreams did a plant ever speak to you?

 

2 comments on “In the Depths of Your Dreams…

  • Please share your own experiences here...

    Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

    WordPress.com Logo

    You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

    Google photo

    You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

    Twitter picture

    You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

    Facebook photo

    You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

    Connecting to %s

    This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

    Walking the Rails

    Basking in the Triumphs and Frustrations of a Disability

    Yolanda - "Det här är mitt privata krig"

    Kreativ text, annorlundaskap, dikter, bipolaritet, Aspergers syndrom, samhällsdebatt

    Candidly Speaking

    News and Commentary

    earthweal

    Poetry of a changing Earth. The grief is real--so is the hope.

    BosssyBabe

    Spouse trainer, motherhood survivalist, bread enthusiast... overall great person.

    World.V.You

    Take a few minutes to slow down and think about what's going on in your world...

    Roadtirement

    "Traveling and Retired"

    About the Jez of It

    Poetry, stories and strange odds and ends from the desk of a writer

    Athens Writers Association

    Bringing passionate genius to the foreground in Athens, GA -- 2013-2019

    annieasksyou...

    Seeking Dialogue to Inform, Enlighten, and/or Amuse You and Me

    TheFeatheredSleep

    Tigers not daughters

    Nature Is My Therapy

    Building healthier and more meaningful connections to nature

    By Hook Or By Book

    Book Reviews, News, and Other Stuff

    fgsjr2015

    My writings of fiction, essay, poetry, observation & commentary

    Intellectual Shaman

    Poetry for Finding Meaning in the Madness

    %d bloggers like this: