[Morning Freewrite] I saw a thing in my dream that I wish I could understand. I've seen many things in dreams that I wish I could understand. But there are just so many things and so little symbology available. What are things and what are they not and why can't the dreams give me a primer -- start me off easy because I am new? I have been so caught up in dreams lately.... Why not get attached to something else instead. Why not get caught up in work or programming or.... But I don't. I have something else on my mind. Looking for the divine..... Always looking for hte divine. Hello, God, are you there? Ooops, sorry. No, didn't mean to intrude. I was just looking for the divinity. You know -- the something bigger and more than us. That's all. I was just trying to find it. I don't know where it might be. It's like I lost it somewhere. Or perhaps I never had it -- but I can feel it. Attached to me somewhere. But I can't find it when I look in the mirror. Where could the divinity be? Is there something to everything? Is there some truth to every religon? Is there some religon that makes sense? Is there nothing but questions left? I don't know. There's nothing but dreams left. Why is it that I cannot find what I'm looking for? Is it fate? Is it part of my mission? Is it part of what is happening? Why is it that I cannot see? Perhaps the things to see are there and I am just not looking. Perhaps I just fail to see what it is that I need to see? Why is it that I cannot find what I'm looking for -- because I'm unwilling to see the answers.... I think I need to take the next step. The next step in what? In all of my life. I am hesitating on the brink. Perhaps there is a hot spring with warm mineral water just before me. And I am dawdling at the edge. Sticking my toes in but unwilling to commit my body to it. I need to step in. Confidence. Step step step submerge. I need to see myself in the wate. I need to keep writing, keep dreaming. Seek out fellow seekers. I need to do many things. I need to find fulfillment. I can if I seek for it. I can't if I just stay still. I am half-way through this morning's freewrite and I am struggling. Took too many days off from freewriting. I have been writing a dream journal every morning, but it's not the same. A dream journal is a recording of an event. More like a reporter. Trying to take down an account of what happened as well as I can. This freewriting is an unstoppering of the mind. A letting of ideas, thoiughts, emotions, and writing pour out. There is nothing here to inhibit me. Whatever comes to mind should be played with. That is the key. To freewriting. Freewriting opens up the mind. Ties the critic for a moment and allows one to talk freely. and then, afterwards, one can turn loose the critic on the result. But first one has to see and seek to create. Before one can criticize and turn into something better. Create clay before shaping it into statues. Where and why and whatfore. Are these my questions? Are these the questions that inform all my writing? Are these the things that affect everything that I do? Are these the things that make me and my writing what it is? Is it that I ask these questions? Implicitly in writing, explicitly in life? Is this what drives me? To find? And can a seeker find? Or must a seeker always seek? I s there ever an end to the quest? Or is the quest the ultimate goal? I am wondering if I can ever find what it is that I a m looking for. And I wonder if it is important that I do. In this lifetime perhaps not... but I want to find something. This cleaved from the things spiritual is getting to me. This apart from the world. This separation between me and the divine...... [End Morning Freewrite]