waking from a dream.

Story by Sarah Marie Miller
Illustrated by Adele White
waking from a dream.
i wrote this a while back after waking from a dream.

“and you had belief?”
“mmhmm” she nodded.

“and where has it gone?” he wondered.
she stopped.

overhead was a dome of calm seas, spotted by a handful of white kittens lazily sailing eastward, bobbing along the tides. with an arm stretched to the west, her eyes followed a line surrounded by green. from far out on this line, a snake traversed hill and valley to reach her on the plain. it curled inside her brain, breathing “perish.”
she laughed, and patted her empty stomach.


“i do wish i hadn’t cried so much” sighed alice, as she paddled to the cupboard. she was looking for her friend jigsaw. she always liked to piece a puzzle when hungry.

and she was gobbled by the bear. sliding down the esophagus, she bumped into her right arm, reached up to tickle the insides. she was lurched back into the green world. “thank you for the ride!” she burst. “and it won’t be the last” decided the bear.
there were once trees here and more than anything she wanted to climb to the very top of one, just to see how small the world had become.
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Yoga and Real Estate

Sometimes I forget that the world doesn’t revolve around money.  That there is abundance.  Sometimes I’m afraid to even research what I think I might want because I blindly assume it’s too expensive or that it’s not in the cards for me and I might as well find some other avenue.  I did this with yoga and it took me a long time to come to the realization that I was creating scarcity where it did not exist.

After a year’s hiatus I’ve finally gotten back into a regular practice.  I had an embarrassing  panic attack on Halloween weekend and decided I need to do something to mellow myself out.  Still thinking a yoga studio membership would be too expensive for me or that I lack the dedication, I did some research and found a promo pass from Yoga Garden a few blocks from my house for 3 weeks of unlimited visits, 33$.  After my promo runs out I’ll be able to subsidize my workout expense with design.  A lot of studios will allow you to sort of co-op your way in.  You can watch the front desk, clean toilets, do laundry, all kinds of things (It’s better to negotiate than price shop all over town.  You want to practice at a convenient location, otherwise you might not practice at all.)  Ah, it feels good to be in my body right now.  I feel un-irritated, calm, so glad I found a studio to call home.

If you think you want to do something, go to a class, dance, work out, grow pot, whatever, don’t be an f’ing chicken like I was, all that wasted time.  We have plenty of options…  and there’s no real life reason to be afraid to ask for what we want.    We only get these so many days to entertain ourselves and then we’re all going to die.

I’ve been listening to Real Estate lately.  They sound like the beach.