Blog 2284 – 01.22.2022
“The Lovers, The Dreamers, And Me”
Many years ago, just before my beloved daughter Emily Elaine who would have, had she not passed at thirty-two in 2012, turned forty-two in a few months, I saw the first Muppet movie. Today’s blog title is from a song that Kermit the Frog sang to a large group of adoring friends and fans, including me, in a dark theater as the movie opened. The song is called, The Rainbow Connection. I believe that there is a little bit of both the lover and the dreamer in all of us, and maybe a bit of the poet, singer-songwriter too.
First thing this morning before I started to write this blog, I took a picture of the dream catcher that hangs over my bed. It is rare indeed that I recall having a nightmare or “bad dream.” Last week I awoke with a memory of a scary one in which I was on yet another away work assignment wondering if it was ever going to end. Ha! It was not unlike the many dreams that I had as a student over my fifteen odd years of formal education. You know the ones where you wake up in a panic over some homework assignment you failed to do or some important exam that you forgot to prepare for, and then there are those caught out in public places in just your underwear scary dreams. Maidenform sold a lot of pretty bras to young girls who had those scary dreams. And just the thought of that has inspired many sweet dreams for many of us girls, women, boys, and men, and also helped Paris tourism as well I am sure.
A good writer often quotes other good writers even as good poets and dreamers borrow freely from others as well. The following is a concise, detailed, well-written overview of two of the main legends regarding Native American dream catchers:
Do I believe dream catchers work? Well, enough to place the one pictured above and a smaller one as well (pictured here) above my head where I sleep at night. I do believe that many dreams and ideas come to us not just at night while we are sleeping, but all throughout our lives waking and sleeping. Furthermore I believe we get to choose which ones we imbue with the ability to manifest in our lives. Simply put, we decide which dreams and ideas that we allow to come true in our lives.
Will the future hold a Zombie Apocalypse or a Golden Age of understanding and cooperation as Gene Roddenberry envisioned in his Star Trek universe? We shall see, or more correctly we shall choose, individually and collectively, being the poets, lovers, and dreamers that we all truly are.
I often quote the closing lines that my good friend, Mike Dooley, uses in his daily Notes From The Universe emails: “Thoughts become things. Choose the good ones.” But you say Mike Dooley is not your good friend. Isn’t he? He writes to me daily that he is, as I, my friends, write so daily to you that I am your friend.
I met Mike in person once in Chicago, almost seven years ago and it was then and there that got the idea, at first a dream, of writing my own daily blog, chock full of encouraging words. I heard Mike deliver some very encouraging words to writers that day and shook his hand afterwards. I read his words daily and hope someday he will read some of mine. But, whether he does or not I intend to keep trying to pick the good ideas and dreams that come my way to share with all who are open to them, all you dream catchers out there.
Your friend and fellow traveler,
A Special Performance of “Rainbow Connection” from Kermit the Frog | The Muppets