Cuppa cuppa

The muses sleep this morning.  I have been staring at the computer willing my head to accept all of the work that now lay before me.  I need to… and then… there is of course… but that hasn’t been working so I need to call…

But first I must settle in.  Unpack.  Organize. And buy some decent coffee.  Mr. Magnificent, with all of his wonderful kindnesses to foster my happiness, doesn’t drink the stuff so I was left with what I believe to be last year’s canister of Maxwell house.  Stale and oily.  I can still taste it on my tongue.  For someone who cannot think beyond her next word in the morning, coffee has become a fundamental component to the coherent accumulation and distillation of thought.

Regardless, I am enlivened by so many things!  A message from a new friend that literally warmed my heart, the happy reception upon my arrival last night, the subsequent dinner, a wonderful sleep and the endless possibilities of today …  and most spectacularly, the excited call I received from my son this morning.

He continually amazes me as this most profound soul.  He has taught me many things, not the least of which is the idea of Lucid dreaming, something I had not know before he shared it with me a few years ago.  Since, he and I have had many incredible conversations around the subject and how dreams extend into our waking life… and our waking life into our dreams. 

I’ve asked him to begin blogging tonight as well.  He has agreed to write down the experience he shared with me.  It is so profound I offer only a hint: Dealing with inner demons.  I dare say that he accomplished something few adults will… but at sixteen, he is an adult to me.

Shower and coffee… then so many many things to do.

Cheers to my reader!

Victoria Crystal
living the SimpleSexy life… minus a really good mug o’Joe  ;~)