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Monday, July 09, 2007

DREAMKU in Response to One Deep Breath's Prompt of 7/9/07




stormy night
my father tenderly cares
for the ailing bird



One Deep Breath's prompt this week is about "feathered friends." The above is a dreamku. The collage is one I did on the cover of an all-purpose daily journal I keep, which often references my dreams, too, of course. (Though dreamku themselves I keep in separate notebooks dedicated solely to them.)

The dream this dreamku is based on was a watershed one. It was years after my father's death before I had a neutral-toned, much less positive dream involving him. We'd had a rather conflicted relationship, shall I say, when he was alive. Fortunately, I was given the grace to work through a lot of it inside myself over the years.

To see how others feather their creative nests, visit One Deep Breath (link above). And if you want to read more about dreamku links to A DREAMKU PRIMER are above, right below A DAILY DREAMKU.

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,

Roswila

[aka: Patricia Kelly]

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18 Comments:

At 1:54 AM , Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely dreamku - especially after reading the background. Sounds like it was a good dream to have.

 
At 7:06 AM , Blogger AnnieElf said...

Ros, this haiku is so tender. And, your prose following reminds me of my own conflicted relationships with my parents, now gone. Your dreamku path is very appealing at this point in my life. Thank you for the inspiration.

 
At 7:08 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Very sweet haiku. And the dragon on your collage is very nice (am partial to the creatures).

 
At 7:13 AM , Anonymous Brian said...

I like your dreamku for the ailing bird. Brings back memories.

 
At 9:24 AM , Blogger Plain Foolish said...

A wonderfully strong image.

 
At 9:44 AM , Blogger Roswila said...

Thanks, annieelf. If you write any dreamku and want to share, I'd love to enjoy them (in comments or in an email). But whether you share or not, you may find writing them an amazing process.

 
At 9:47 AM , Blogger Roswila said...

Hi, spacedlaw, I've loved dragons (and horses) all my life. When I first moved into this apartment, 22 years ago, I started a dragon figurine collection. Then years into my stay here I found out my landlord's family name means dragon in Chinese (Leung). :-)

 
At 9:49 AM , Blogger Roswila said...

Brian, I hope the memories are pleasant ones, or at least of healing, blessings....

 
At 12:41 PM , Blogger Clare said...

This dreamku is really beautiful. And thank you for sharing your story about your father and the dream you had. It feels really healing to be able to work through conflict after someone has died -- I can relate to this. I also love your collage -- wonderful images.
:)

 
At 8:03 PM , Blogger Roswila said...

I'm glad, Clare, that you liked the haiku and what I said about the dream. I know I had lots of spiritual help in working stuff through with my Dad. Could never had done it alone.

 
At 8:42 PM , Blogger tumblewords said...

Final separation leaves such a basket of work. The haiku is full of appreciation and your descriptive journal following is wise.

 
At 3:32 AM , Blogger the heartful blogger said...

I love the way your dreamku come from the dreamworld, yet evoke the moments and truths also found in the "real" world, I really enjoy the depth and different worlds that can be glimpsed in them. This one is particularly moving.

 
At 4:20 AM , Blogger jem said...

Before reading the comments that came after I sensed many layers to the haiku. You have succeeded in packing lots into a little space.

 
At 7:42 AM , Anonymous Quietpaths said...

This piece is quite evocative. stormy and ailing bird tells the story.

 
At 9:40 AM , Blogger Roswila said...

Hi Jem, I think when we are fully present to a moment it is chock full. Much fuller than we would ever imagine, hurrying by with our busy selves. :-) That's probably the single most important thing to me about writing haiku and dreamku: staying with any particular moment. I hope someday that way of being stays with me far more consistently in the rest of my life than it has so far.

 
At 9:53 AM , Blogger Roswila said...

Ah, heartful blogger, that's one of the beauties of dream work. We tend to think of dreams as "not real," when they are, IMHO, actually hyper-real. They are poetically, intensely, compacted pieces of our lives, on many different levels at once. And not
just day residue, but actual living experiences as we are dreaming them. Well, some are simpler but all are living pieces of our lives, as opposed to "not real" or only a looking back at our waking day/life.

I hope someday to write regular haiku that have that same sort of resonance that some dreamku have. There are many haiku I've read by those I consider "masters" that do that. Maybe as I get better and better at "being here now..." :-)

 
At 1:22 PM , Blogger Patois said...

Your background provides even more depth to the emotions arising from the poem itself. Read without the background, I'd like to think I'd have seen the "fact" that his actions seemed counter to your expectations.

 
At 8:23 PM , Blogger Roswila said...

Thanks for your thought provoking comment, Patois.

I've had no expectation for a reader to get the darker aspect of my history with my father from this dreamku. I know some folk see it in the "stormy night" opening. And that's fine, too. But the dream moment itself was that of tenderness, despite the turmoil surrounding.

In any event, IMHO, the dreamku and haiku forms (ideally) leave a lot of room for the reader to complete them with their own experience(s). Jeesh, I'm rambling. I think what I'm trying to say is that there is no right way to understand this (or any) dreamku or haiku, IMHO.

Lecture over! LOL! (My brains are soggy after days of high humidity... argh)

 

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