This weekend I watched Inception for the first time. Needless to say, my mind was blown. I don't want to give away the plot or mystery of it if you haven't seen it, but take it from me, you need to go watch it right now. Okay, so in order for you to understand why I am writing this blog post, you need to understand a small gist of the movie. Inception is about dreaming. The subconscious is powerful, and the movie is about people that can control and enter into a specific person's subconscious in the REM stage - or deep dreaming stage.
This technology and ability obviously does not exist right now. What got me truly thinking was the idea of dreams. Every night I dream, and I know that some people say they "don't dream" when I ask them. The fact is that scientifically, everyone dreams, but most people struggle to remember the dream upon waking and allowing other thoughts to cloud the memory.
Upon waking, my dreams are usually vivid enough in my memory that I can recall the storyline of the dream. I don't usually have to write my dream down because I think about my dreams when I wake and try to put them into actual memory. Ever since I was young I had wild, vivid dreams, and I could always retell them like a story. Some dreams were scary, some happy, and after some I woke up crying. I remember ones from my childhood as well and can still tell the story of the dream. It's strange, but true.
After watching Inception, I searched the internet on a subject that I had heard about in high school: lucid dreaming. It's when a person, mid dream, realizes he/she is in a dream, and changes the story by doing what he/she wants. Have you ever done that? I hope sometime soon I can lucid dream, because skydiving without actually having the risk of dying seems like it would be so much fun.
What would you do if you could decide what happens in your dream? Fly? Travel somewhere special? Let me know in the comments if you have lucid dreamed or if you don't dream at all!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
How Awesome His Works
You may be wondering where I got my background for this blog. That's a legitimate question, honestly. At first glance it just looks like an abstract piece of photoshopped artwork. It's not, just to clarify.
When I was deciding on a background I knew I didn't want a pattern that could be found just anywhere. I looked and looked, but nothing stood out to me. Then I remembered how pretty the pictures from the hubble website could be. The stars and universes and nebulae are all amazing and extremely unique. The colors were brilliant. I found the one that suited my color taste (ended up being a nebulus), and got the wallpaper size and set it as the wallpaper.
Isn't God amazing? He created all those beautiful things in space, and yet He took the time to create us and send His son to die for us. God is so great! Whenever I see things such as these I feel so tiny, and yet I know God thinks of me as meaningful and takes the time to listen to my thoughts. The beauty that God created and the majestic things He puts into motion every day should floor us. I hope that these pictures cause you to stop and think about God's power and love like they did for me!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
SNOW DAY!
It's a winter wonderland outside today.
What does that mean for me?
- staring out my window onto the white world
- eating cocoa puffs!
- and catching up on homework
It may not sound like fun, but I'm so glad not to go to my classes today! :)
Monday, February 7, 2011
Forgive and Forget?
"The real art of living is beginning where you are."
Forgiveness and reconciliation. Today these two concepts have been fluttering around in my brain. This morning was my Christian Home bible class, just like every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. That means that I didn't really want to get up out of bed for the 8am class, but I was interested in what would be taught in class. The professor presented the question: "Why is it so hard to forgive yourself?" Many students agreed that it was because the consequences remain although God forgave.
People spoke in chapel about being reconciled with God and with someone for whom they cared. The story that stuck in my mind was the story of the husband and wife. Although married and living in the same house and sleeping in the same bed, the disconnect grew day after day. Work and life drowned their passion for the marriage, and they stopped working on making it right. One day, the wife made a phone call that changed the course of events for their lives. She gave her husband an ultimatum - work on the relationship or she would leave with their son. Now, they strive to fix their broken marriage.
"The real art of living is beginning where you are."
As I read my book for Christian Home (because of the upcoming quiz), I froze at this quote. I grabbed my hot pink highlighter and drew a thick line over the words. That wasn't enough though; I wanted to share it. Unless we change what is happening right now, life is not being lived. Satan desires for us to hold onto feelings of inadequacy and the belief of being unforgivable. In order to live, we need to start over -- by making difficult changes.
That is one lesson truly needed in my life. I don't let go of the idea that I can't be forgiven. Today, I move forward and won't dwell in my mistakes of the past.
So, what are your thoughts? Why is it so hard to forgive ourselves and others?
Forgiveness and reconciliation. Today these two concepts have been fluttering around in my brain. This morning was my Christian Home bible class, just like every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. That means that I didn't really want to get up out of bed for the 8am class, but I was interested in what would be taught in class. The professor presented the question: "Why is it so hard to forgive yourself?" Many students agreed that it was because the consequences remain although God forgave.
People spoke in chapel about being reconciled with God and with someone for whom they cared. The story that stuck in my mind was the story of the husband and wife. Although married and living in the same house and sleeping in the same bed, the disconnect grew day after day. Work and life drowned their passion for the marriage, and they stopped working on making it right. One day, the wife made a phone call that changed the course of events for their lives. She gave her husband an ultimatum - work on the relationship or she would leave with their son. Now, they strive to fix their broken marriage.
"The real art of living is beginning where you are."
As I read my book for Christian Home (because of the upcoming quiz), I froze at this quote. I grabbed my hot pink highlighter and drew a thick line over the words. That wasn't enough though; I wanted to share it. Unless we change what is happening right now, life is not being lived. Satan desires for us to hold onto feelings of inadequacy and the belief of being unforgivable. In order to live, we need to start over -- by making difficult changes.
That is one lesson truly needed in my life. I don't let go of the idea that I can't be forgiven. Today, I move forward and won't dwell in my mistakes of the past.
So, what are your thoughts? Why is it so hard to forgive ourselves and others?
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Indecision
The hardest part about starting a blog, at least for me, is coming up with a URL/Title that I won't get sick of looking at within a week's time. That's one of the main reasons I've never stuck with blogging. Another is that I have a hard time thinking of what to say in an entry. Such as this one. But for now, I think I'll try to just explain my thought process in coming up with this title.
First, I thought I could just use my name as the URL, but I realized that I don't really want my name to be a part of the title. I then spent way too many hours trying to be "creative" and "clever" and "fun", which all failed. Obviously. My boyfriend tried to suggest an idea to me, but I felt that it would be limiting to what types of blog posts would fit with the title. (He deals with my weirdness and over-analyzing, which is wonderful.)
Finally I settled on this one, Some Bright Morning. It reminds me of a line from the song I'll Fly Away, which is as old as my grandparents, the year 1929. Although the true lyric is "One Glad Morning", I felt that the word bright was more applicable to me. It gives me a chance to think on what the future holds for me and allows me the freedom to write about whatever inspires me. It also gives me a feeling of hope that soon we will be home.
I hope you don't think my blog is boring; I'll try hard not to make it difficult to read, and I'll throw in pictures sometimes just to mix things up a bit!
First, I thought I could just use my name as the URL, but I realized that I don't really want my name to be a part of the title. I then spent way too many hours trying to be "creative" and "clever" and "fun", which all failed. Obviously. My boyfriend tried to suggest an idea to me, but I felt that it would be limiting to what types of blog posts would fit with the title. (He deals with my weirdness and over-analyzing, which is wonderful.)
Finally I settled on this one, Some Bright Morning. It reminds me of a line from the song I'll Fly Away, which is as old as my grandparents, the year 1929. Although the true lyric is "One Glad Morning", I felt that the word bright was more applicable to me. It gives me a chance to think on what the future holds for me and allows me the freedom to write about whatever inspires me. It also gives me a feeling of hope that soon we will be home.
I hope you don't think my blog is boring; I'll try hard not to make it difficult to read, and I'll throw in pictures sometimes just to mix things up a bit!
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