tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553497775256784465.post4060744784547763457..comments2024-02-24T20:54:13.893-06:00Comments on CollageMama's Hearty Breakfast Blog: Teaching art uphill both waysCollagemamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03818246340865714754noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553497775256784465.post-47707416737403153332015-09-11T08:12:09.967-05:002015-09-11T08:12:09.967-05:00Nightmare indeed. Sometimes I dream that way, too,...Nightmare indeed. Sometimes I dream that way, too, entwining the personal and local with the international and universal...in scary ways, yes, but probably internally wise ways, as well. Last night I dreamt of partner dance competition. Hmmm.Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06559881249054540947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553497775256784465.post-547991910742905862015-09-10T20:46:05.225-05:002015-09-10T20:46:05.225-05:00Wow. My work dreams were always about excessively ...Wow. My work dreams were always about excessively complicated problems at the cash register. Not quite on the same scale. <br /><br />As I think you're tapping into the collective unconscious, I think the mantra would be, "We have enough. We have enough." With 40% food waste in this country every year, I think this isn't just wishful thinking. <br /><br />Not sure about the craft supplies, though. Maybe they could be made out of oakum?seana grahamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03774794086733027289noreply@blogger.com