Do you dream much? I do and quite often. Normally I can relate them to something that’s been happening in my life. They can be vivid, misty or downright weird. I used to have a recurring dream (as a child) which saw Witchy Poo’s trees from HR Puff N Stuff trying to kill me. Still freaks me out to think about it. My husband doesn’t believe he dreams, but I know better, having once watched him attempt to strangle the bedside lamp. He vaguely remembers something about an intruder.
I think I dream in colour. Often I can fly and usually my pets can talk to me. We have some very cool conversations. But the dream I had night before last is quite possibly the oddest I’ve ever had and I can’t think of any logical reason for having had it other than social media’s power to influence (maybe a few too many shiraz before bed also contributed). It has absolutely nothing to do with children, outdoors or nature, although, it does (I think) have everything to do with how I share that information…
Let me explain. I’ve talked before about how I really value social media (I am actually close to admitting my addiction). Not only does it help me promote my writing and my website, it’s also given me the opportunity to connect with some truly fab people whose opinions, wit and words I really admire. Social media’s core value is, I think, its ability to build relationships and create positive influence. And sometimes it’s just plain, good old fashioned fun.
One of the warmest and most engaging people I’ve met via socmed is Mrs Woog of Woogsworld. She makes me snort with laughter at least once a day and her insight into how rich, complex and rewarding the mundanity of surburban Australian life can be is most reassuring. Heck, even the National Library thinks so. Reading Woogsworld is like having the relentlessness of everyday life eased a little each morning. And so we get to the dream.
I’ve never met Mrs Woog in real life, but I’d very much like to one day. I think my dream is an accurate reflection of how that meeting might go….
Here’s the email I sent her yesterday:
That is so funny! And I can totally see it in my head. And I would totally win that fight xx.
Ain’t social media grand?
Until next time….
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
~ W.B. Yeats
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6 comments
Cheryl says:
Nov 1, 2012
Hi Caro – Fab dream!! I’m addicted to your blog. Lovely jubberly. Love ya love ya work, Chezza
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Caro&Co says:
Nov 1, 2012
Thank you!
edenland says:
Nov 1, 2012
HA! You know what’s weird? I cooked prawns for dinner last night! True story … a massive bowl!
xx
Caro&Co says:
Nov 1, 2012
curiouser and curiouser! x
Eleanor Jodway says:
Nov 6, 2012
Well judging by the responses….You may have a bit of prescience! LOL Great post….and a bit of a departure from the norm. For the record….I dream for what seems like all night long, in color and sound. I also can fly in My dreams, which is odd because I hate flying! But, along the ground I run, (which I also hate to do! LOL), launching Myself into the air, where I glide along; at all different altitudes, and in all different positions! I don’t ever remember carrying a bottle of wine or a bowl of prawns tho! Hahahaha Great post
Susie says:
Nov 6, 2012
Love it –