♫ It’s the end of the world as we know it ♪

And I feel fine!

A few weeks ago I had a dream.

I LOVE scary movies.  It doesn’t matter that I live in a constant state of fear, self induced of course.  I am drawn to them like a moth is drawn to light.  There’s something about getting scared that I find exciting.  I know, I’m a weirdo.

Anyway, I have seen SO many scary movies, and  some of them have been absolutely horrid, I’ll admit.  But I love them and I am always in search of the next good scare.  Now that you know that little tidbit of info, I shall continue with the story.

I dreamt that I was watching a movie with my favorite peeps, and it was a scary movie.  I remember very distinctly my heart racing.  Here’s the thing.  This was like nothing that I have ever seen before.  It wasn’t familiar in any way that I can recognize other than genre.  It was SO scary that I told my friends to shut off the movie.  I didn’t just say it once or twice, I kept repeating it over and over in a panic.  It was as though I was in hysterics to get them to turn off the flick.   I can’t recall any details of the movie itself, but I woke up terrified.

This incident brings me to the last two nights.  I had more dreams these last two nights.  In both dreams, I had in my hands scripts and several people who were excited about what we were looking at.  I don’t remember what the pages said, but I remember seeing the page and it had the same format as one would see when reading a script for a musical.

I don’t have any clue what this is supposed to mean, but I have a nagging feeling that my subconscious is trying to tell me something.

What is the weirdest thing you’ve dreamt about?  How did you interpret it?

If tomorrow is truly the end of the world, then I’ll be a bit disappointed that I didn’t do what I wanted to do.  I would like to take a second and thank you all for taking the time to read this little blogity blog and if it’s all over tomorrow, see you on the flip side.  On the other hand, if everything is business as usual as I am  sure it will be, it’s a good thing I’ve still got some time left.

What do you want to complete before you’re out of time?  Have you started on it yet?  Well, you better get crackin’.  If you’d like I will try and keep you motivated.  Just let me know.

When she said…

In Tony Award winner Katie Finneran’s acceptance speech, she said “…focus on what you love, because it is the greatest passport; it is the greatest roadmap to an extraordinarily blissful life.  Just focus on that one thing.  Don’t listen to anybody else and you will run into the right people, the right teachers, the right moments and circumstances…”

As always, the Tony’s inspired yet again. Yeah, they had their incredible share of technical difficulties, like WAY too many, but I couldn’t help but feel that upheaval in my soul that pulls at my heart because I am wanting to be on the stage.


1. n. a series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person.

2. n. a daydream or fantasy

My Favorite 3. contemplate the possibility of; have any conception or intention of

These are just a couple of the definitions in the Oxford Dictionary for this wonderful and beautiful word.

Everyone dreams.   The only difference is how they go about thinking about them once they “wake up”.

As a kid, I would have the most horrible dreams.  They were always terrifying.  I guess the best thing would be to say that they were nightmares. I think those dreams are the cause of my current fears.  Strange how that works, huh?

As a teenager, I would try and interpret my dreams with the many books that I surrounded myself with in the local library.  It was such a pain, researching an item and then having to cross reference that item with other details regarding said item.  Let’s see if I can give you an example.  The other night about two weeks ago I had a dream where in one moment, I am lying in bed and there is someone outside the door that I believe wants to come into the  room but there was a MASSIVE red and orange blotched ant that was on the wall directly above the door.   Just finding what the ant could mean takes a ton of research.  The ant itself because its in the house, according to Zolar’s Encyclopedia & Dictionary of Dreams, signifies an illness in the family, the colors red and orange mean quarrels and fortune respectively, and the door could mean fortune as well.  Now we can add  a little more crazy to this and determine if the ant was red, scarlet or crimson which indicates quarrel with friends, family quarrel, or pleasant news from a friend. Mix with that the notion that several colors mixed together mean you have false friends.  Seeing how we are just talking of two colors, I think I will let that go.  But do you see the madness that was involved in doing that?  I used to sit in the libraries, local public and the school, for hours.

As an adult, I have come to realize that dreams are what we make of them.  Definitions in a book are not the be all end all that I once thought they were.  I don’t know what that ant meant, but who cares.  There is a belief that if you say your thoughts aloud or write them down on paper then it’s a stepping stone to helping your dreams come true.  The energy  of the act is supposed to wander out into the universal ether and help you make your way to that dream.  In a word it boils down to BELIEVE.

I guess Salt N Pepa said it best when they said “Whatever the mind can conceive and believe, you will achieve.”

How do YOU think of them?  Do you try to interpret them from books?  Do you use them as  a road map for your life?  Or do they simply help you get away from the thoughts that are in your head at the time?  Let me know what you do with your dreams.  And lastly, I hope they come true.