I sit in front of a nice comforting fire as I write this, sipping my requisite cup of Joe. It’s a good day to take stock and count blessings in this calm before the storm. A bit of bacon before cleaning house, I think.
Just feeling a bit nostalgic. My great grandfather and great uncle ran the last steamboats to run in the inland water way in Elk Rapids. Torch Lake and Elk Lake and many more. I posted a picture a bit ago of my dad’s mom. This is her father in the pictures. Miss my grandmother. Great lady. One of the first to graduate from U of M in Michigan. Theater major. Thinking, too, of my mother who died in ’94, as I fill in a few more recipes in my family cookbook my son and his girlfriend gave me, a lovely gift. So many pages that should have been filled by the women in my family.
I add the stuffed French toast recipe my mother gave me to the cookbook…
Dreams: A friend of mine has a child I haven’t seen before with burned fingers, all black. About six months old. The doctor has treated them and assured us she will not lose them. A few more distressing dreams lately. I usually have funny ones.
Happy Saturday. Make the most of it.
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I love words so I write them. I’ve been doing that since I was old enough to read. I am a published literary writer and I was an adjunct English professor at Northern Michigan University for many years. I write and live and love off the grid on 35 acres and a trout stream in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula with my son, Joshua, who has Down Syndrome, and with an English Shepherd dog named Maggie, and with my husband when he can make it here which isn’t often. This blog started out being about my work, and it will continue to be. ( I’m working on a novel about premonitions and dreams.) But this blog is also about living off the grid and about my experimentation with diet—most recently the Carnivore Diet. I started on the Ketogenic diet, but have moved into Carnivore. How long, I don’t know. But I’ve become interest in the effects of diet on not just my health, but on creativity. And I’m interested in the effects of the diet on my dreams.
Ah, dreams... The day before my son was born, my mother “dreamed” or was told my son would have Down Syndrome, something she told my brother ahead of time. I’ve never known what to make of that. So I’m interested in prophetic dreams, lucid dreaming, creativity and dreams, night terrors. Who isn't interested in that? I’m interested in Freud (more Jung) and Einstein’s theories of time and how their ideas inform my dreams. I’m interested in mining a deeper relationship with a dream world not confined to daytime experiences, and how the night might inform a more fully imagined daytime “reality.” And vice-versa. Which is the dream?? I’m exploring dreams of all sorts. Come explore with me…
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