Slippery fish
When I woke up this morning I tried to grasp my very first thought ... but it's so nebulous, seeming to exist in the space between the 'dream' and the 'reality'. It will take me some time to be able to grasp it. I feel that the first thought is like a precious, slippery fish ... like something from a legend: this slippery fish, when caught, whispers something valuable.
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Elspeth
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Elspeth
posted by Elspeth at Sunday, October 16, 2005
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I found that as I was drifting in the in-between state between sleep and wakefulness, there was a space where I could look back and allow a thought to come. It felt like a summary of the dream-journey.
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