Dreams

I recently had a dream. Within the past couple of days... I just havnt had time to blog until now.

I dreamed that I was blind. But I wansnt blind in the sense that I couldnt see. I was blind in the sense that I could see when something changed. For instance, I went shopping and I knew where everything was, and what was on special and everything. But what I kept thinking was, its always the same and if it changes I wont be able to see it.

It might have been the sausage, cheese and sour cream I ate before bed. Or even something else. But it got me thinking. How true is that of us? We come to church, or to a family function or a gathering or something; and many times we cant see what has changed. Many times I think we notice, but dont want to notice and therefore dont recognise the change. But sometimes I think that we are so wrapped up in things, in our own little world, that we just cant notice the change and just totally miss it.

For instance: My little sister is thirteen. To me she will always be little, with a soother, eating cat food. But recently I noticed that she is seriously growing.... not necesarily matureing in some ways, but definately growing. Many times Ill look for her at church, or at other functions and I cant find her because I dont recognise her!

I also never remember what grade shes in.

Seth is another example. It sounds funny, but when I talk to him I still expect him to not always be talking back! I was amazed when both he and Hanna were asking me questions about Volcanos, Earthquakes, and other natural disasters. I remember when Seth followed my cat around and put her toys in Garys shoes for him to find later!

Its funny how we expect everything to stay the same, and are taken abac by change, even if its sometime for the better. We get so caught up in a routine, that when it changes our world seems out of line and the world may come to an end. Weather its changing seats at church because were running so absolutely packed Sundays that we need every seat we can get, or coming to the realization that your younger brother is supposed to graduate next year, and can get his drivers license (Lord help us ALL!). I think everyone needs to open their eyes and see that things are changing, and if you dont keep up, it wont wait for you!

Ingo and Air

Ive been meaning to post for.... ever... I feel like I say that every time I post but so be it, its true!

I have recently finished reading the first book in a series of three. The book called Ingo, is an interesting combination of sci fi fantasy... and yes it is from the youth section at my library but still, I thought it was a good book! Anyways...

The basic plot line is this: A happy family is torn apart when the father goes "missing" just off the coast of their home. His body never found the kids have a feeling that he isnt dead, but instead he was sung into "Ingo". Ingo is basically under the sea. The children while on the beach one day find that they too can go into Ingo, with the help of 2 mermaids their own age.

The thing that got me the most and caught my attention in the whole book was this, everytime they went from "Air" to "Ingo" it hurt when they went through the "skin" of the water (basically the point where they went from breathing air to breathing water). And I kept thinking about that. Ingo is a cool place to go, and it was fun to visit, but as time goes on the girl (Sapphy) finds it harder and harder to go back to "Air" because now instead of feeling the hurt when she goes into Ingo, she only feels it when she tries to come out. She is loosing herself to Ingo.

All I could think about is how much is that like playing with the world. At first it hurts when you try to do things, your conscious helps to guard you. But the longer and harder you push against your conscious the less and less its their until it hurts to go BACK to what you knew because everything seems so messed up, You seem so messed up. And your dead conscious can no longer call you back, everything right could be wrong but you would never know.

You can't straddle the line between Ingo and Air, you have to choose one. Ingo can kill you in an instant, while Air gives so many more chances. I for one choose to breathe deeply and live in the Air. No one can put just a toe in for want of putting the whole foot in, then both legs, and arms.... and and and... until finaly without your realization Ingo has you in its fingertips, and could drown you before Air has a chance to get to you.