Change is Afoot

Two nights in a row I've had similarly disturbing dreams. In the first a friend revealed an oddity on the back of his head, just above the base of his skull. Add odd protrusion of cartilage-like flesh, probably about an inch wide and in the shape of a little triangle folded slightly, revealed a hidden hole. My friend asked me to push it down, thereby covering up the hole. However, from time-to-time the little hood would pop back up to reveal the hole again and I would push it closed.

Last night I dreamed my left forearm developed an unsightly sore that opened into a hole about half an inch in diameter. It looked like a little barnacle, though rather than off-white it was red and looked angry. When I peered into the hole I saw a hollow inner-arm with no bones or muscle. This skin was translucent so outside light illuminated the dark red and uneven surface of the inside of my arm.

Both these dreams reveal inner-turmoil, inner-conflict. The brain is making it clear there is ugliness inside. In one case I saw the sadness of someone who is bottling up what is trying to get out and in the other I could see disturbing emptiness inside myself.

Last month I left the unhealthy and faced-paced life at a web design agency. The past weeks were filled with reading and searching for the next adventure, a way to resolve whatever is going on on the inside. This will continue.

Here I plan to write about inspirations and thoughts and reactions to ideas, books, and web material that is helpful, thought provoking, and just plain fun. Many similar thoughts will be posted in bite-sized chunks on Twitter. You can follow @iversonic.

Thank you for reading