Stranger Thoughts-Busy, Busy

Busy, busy. More busy than I have been for a while. Decisions, decisions, more decisions than I have had to confront for a while. This weekend has been strange. Last night, I went to see the film,'In Search of the Wilderpeople,' and the after party. I enjoyed the film a great deal and there is a lot to be said for it in terms of social commentary. Sadly I couldn't always follow the accents of the actors, and my new Zealand friend couldn't keep up with the film to translate for me.

It gave me urges to chase off to New Zealand, or head out to live in the wild in some romantic spree of the heart. It is times like this I miss anthropology, and I even miss the institution, even though there are plenty of anthropology institutions out there which do similar things.

I got home about 2 am, and didn't really sleep, got up the next day, and pulled myself into final lesson planning for the week ahead. So much for my Sunday.

And now here I am, finally with a little time to write. I have had many interpretations of the swimming pool dream I had. One involved finding heaven, another finally healing after my time spent in the academic elite, and finding myself entering the womb (the swimming pool) and being renewed. Water in dreams apparently often symbolises the subconscious mind.

It is interesting that in the first more negative dream, the academic was present and I was told to leave the pool by the cleaner, but in the two dreams which came after, the institution had disappeared, and I fully and creatively engaged with the water. A moment of catharsis?

Another idea was the subconscious mind expressing readiness for a new relationship and to find a love which is returned, or to reinvent old dreams which have do far failed (i.e the academic dream) into something new and which works better for me.

I didn't dream last night.

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