Off to Dreamland

I frequently have dreams that go on all night long. I've been known to wake up mid dream, go to the bathroom, stumble back to bed, and pick up the dream just where it left off. Usually I vividly remember them on waking, but an hour later can barely remember bits and pieces, aware that I did, indeed dream and vaguely what it was about. Other times, though, the details remain crystal clear, usually when I've dreamed of The Princess Mom or Darling Daddy.*

I'm not one of those people who goes into the woo-woo too often, but, given the nature of my dreams from time to time, I do find comfort in this:

...[W]e do get visits from loved ones in dreams. If they are loving and positive, it's their spirit saying "hello". If the dream is filled with angst or a fight of some sort, it is your subconscious working out emotions you have yet to process.

Last night, the Divine Miss Marilyn visited my dreams, and stayed with me all night. Unlike a lot of my dreams of my felines where they run away and I chase them all night long with my heart in my throat and waves of panic, this was a peaceful dream, set in a beautiful place with vivid green meadows and shimmering blue ponds and waving golden grasses and sunlight.

I felt her lovely thick, wavy coat and hugged her to my chest and inhaled her scent -- a unique blend of sunbeams and Temptations -- and felt as well as heard her purrs.

Yes, she got right up in my face and tapped my cheek with her paw -- her way of saying, "Pay attention to me, dammit!"

Last night I had my cat back again for a while. After two years, you'd think I wouldn't miss her so much, but I do. And I'm incredibly grateful for the visit last night.

These Dreams

Spare a little candle, save some light for me.
Figures up ahead moving in the trees.
White skin in linen, perfume on my wrist,
And the full moon that hangs over these dreams in the mist.

Darkness on the edge, Shadows where I stand
I search for the time on a watch with no hands,
I want to see you clearly, Come closer than this
But all I remember are the dreams in the mist

CHORUS
These dreams go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.

Is it cloak and dagger, could it be Spring or Fall?
I Walk without a cut through a stained-glass wall.
Weaker in my eyesight, a candle in my grip,
And words that have no form are falling from my lips.

CHORUS
These dreams go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.

BRIDGE
There's something out there I can't resist.
I need to hide away from the pain.
There's something out there I can't resist.

The sweetest song is silence that I've ever heard.
Funny how your feet in dreams never touch the Earth.
In a wood full of princes, freedom is a kiss.
But the Prince hides his face from dreams in the mist.

CHORUS
These dreams go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.

CHORUS
These dreams go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake, the further I'm away.

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*And in my latest one of those dreams, The Princess Mom appeared as herself, but Darling Daddy appeared as Tom Ricketts. If you can figure out where that one came from, let me know, will you?