Art Journaling

Don't Quit Your Daydream

Don't Quit Your Daydream

Don't Quit Your Daydream

When I was a kid I did my daydreaming under a shade tree on an old quilt pallet complete with Tag and Panda, my grandpa's panting dogs, a jelly glass full of kool-aid and a platoon of annoying insects. 

Daydreams I had.  Big giant daydreams, I did not.  I believed as Alice in Wonderland did:

Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said. “One can’t believe impossible things.”

“I dare say you haven’t had much practice,” said the queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

I didn't know what the Red Queen knew. I thought that I was in charge of my daydreams, that if daydreams were to come true, I had to make it so.  What can a little girl from the country with few resources do?  Somehow I believed that dreaming small meant not having to live with great disappointment because dreams came true in fairy tales not in real life.

What crap!

Now I know if I don't dream it, it sure won't become a reality.  

These days, my big giant daydreams take place in air conditioned luxury with a sleepy cat nearby and a journal to write it down in so I can remember them and be amazed that when they come true I often had little to do with the most perfect outcome.

What daydream do you have that needs a reminder that you can dream your way to a better reality? 

What ever you do, "Don't Quit Your Daydream." 



Happy MuseDay

Hello Creative Friends,

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When your mind is stretched by a big idea, it will never return to it’s original shape.”
— Thomas Carlye

Happy Museday,

A lot has been written about the muse – that ethereal bearer of inspiration that floats mysteriously around whispering sweet somethings into ear of a likely candidate who is awake or sober enough to pay attention.

I have to say my relationship with my muse has become a little contentious of late.

Me:  Hallo?  Anybody there?   I’m back to blogging and it’s time to write a post.  I could use a little help here.

Muse: You’re kidding, right?  I gave all the good ideas to the bloggers who actually sit down at their computers.

Me:  Where do you think I am, Walmart?

Muse: Look, I’ve been dropping hints and you’ve been in La La Land.  Is that anywhere near Walmart?

Me: You have no idea.

Muse: Well you won’t have any ideas either if you keep talking to me like that.

See what I mean.

What do you do when you and your muse are on the outs?

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