The Dream Catcher 3000

Dreams are a powerful thing. You close your eyes and your imagination steers you anywhere it wants, and when you open your eyes, wherever your imagination wandered off magically vanishes in a matter of seconds. But lately these trips that my imagination has led me overnight have contained these reoccurring themes, themes that have permanently captivated my mind. These reoccurring themes are composed of the ghosts of my past, the ghosts that have lived on despite the short-term second span of forgetting, the ghosts I wish were made-up and would remain transparent for the rest of time.

The Native Americans believed that the dreams we have overnight are messages sent from sacred spirits. In solution, they created what is known as a dream catcher, which appears in the form of a spider web. The holes in the web allow the positive messages sent from sacred spirits to enter ones sleep, while the web traps the negative messages.

It is times like these when I wish I could own some "Dream Catcher 3000" that had the technology to instantly and permanently devour all the negative messages and ghosts away from my dreams and my reality. It is times like these when I wish I could physically see a web of what I should allow to pass through the web's holes and what I should allow the web to trap and not permit into my life.

If there is any future Steve Jobs who is interested in creating the Dream Catcher 3000, or I suppose a i-DreamCatcher, then by all means: go for it. It would truly be the most convenient and efficient way of knowing who is worth over-analyzing and who is worth trapping in a web.

Then again, if this state of the art dream catcher were invented, this blog would be irrelevant and dead. Therefore, I take it back and leave it at this:

"Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect."

-Chief Seattle

Thanks, Twenty Eleven!

“ We could only wonder how she would be able to dust herself off and start over, over again. And yet we knew we couldn’t bear for her not to, and felt ever more optimistic that after all her struggles ... she’d have her friends. And the knowledge that she deserved the world."

-Sex and the City

Especially after the ride of 2010, 2011 has easily been my favorite year, yet. But while 2012 is unwinding, I cannot help but find myself disguised as a ghost in the past. So I just want to share my top eleven favorite moments of the year :) I hope this does not give off a conceited tone, it's just that I have had such a good year and I really want to reminisce about my favorite moments!

#11: Overcoming my fear of creating a youtube account!

#10: Being thrown a surprise 18th birthday party! So undeserved, but thank you so much :)

#9: The gorgeous things I have attained this year, from my lucky paris shoes and dress to my first (and most-likely only) BCBG dress!

#8: Dancing on stage at the Hat Factory with some of my new college friends!

#7: Becoming full-circle with friends, relationships, and reality.

#6: Singing on a boat tour in Nashville!

#5: Being featured in a french fashion blog!!

#4: Experiencing life as a high school senior and graduating high school :)

#3: Going to college!

#2: Overcoming my fear of falling in love, with Paris and a boy.

#1: Holding an even stronger bond with my family.

Team Light

"Every moment of light and dark is a miracle."

-Walt Whitman

During Christmas day mass, the priest discussed an idea of light vs. dark. He theorized and pondered why people weigh darker times so much more greatly than the happier times, the light.

I used to forbid myself from ever looking back, and allowed myself to encompass my present alone. I used my past as a threat, a machine gun, and constantly wondered how anyone could enjoy looking back or desire to look back. And then I thought of archaeologist, a person who concentrates on humanity based on recollections from the past. If one could study humanity based on the past, then maybe looking back must have some sort of beneficial factors.

Like an archaeologist, I dissected items from humanity, my humanity. I reminisced over my old guitars, my old journal, even gifts and more from people who have fallen in and out of my life. Looking back made me see that even in the darkest times, you can find light. Light can be seen even in a broken circle, not everything has to be complete and secure in order to be a joyous occasion. Even within the heartbreak, the friends that fell in and out, the trust given and broken, the promises made and not fulfilled, even in the darkest times you can find light. Because like an archaeologist, looking back made me realize and remember that past all the bitter dark memories, at one point, I was happy.

At one point, there was light.