May 2011
Cemetery Polka- Tom Waits
April 2011
I woke up much earlier than I normally do, feeling very well rested. If you know me; I woke up by myself at 12:30. I don’t feel overly tired, I feel very good, actually. My sleep felt much longer than it does normally; still filled with dreams that I didn’t try hard enough to remember this morning so they have slipped away. But I’m remembering more and they are becoming more vivid nightly from the Mugwort.
Before bed I smoke & drink Mugwort tea to enhance my dream state. I had begun a period of not remembering my dreams again, which is unpleasant for me; I cherish my dreams, I really do. Sleep is a magical retreat from the waking world; A world of my own. Since I have been taking this herb I recall my dreams much better and I get closer and closer to being able to fully articulate them into words. Once I get there I will take Calea, to induce lucid dreaming and dream divination. I am determined to get a grasp on my dreams. I have endless possibilities waiting for me, all I need is the Key.
I just smoked some Blue Lotus, which will hopefully put me into a deep restful sleep soon.
Running Up That Hill - Kate Bush
I hope I’m recharging. I’m dreaming again.
“Sweet dreams to me;” whisperstheSandman softly in my head.