Comments on: California Dreaming

By: Tall Pajama Man

Tall Pajama Man — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 06:18:33 +0000

I’m seeing you in the cape, hands clenched in fists fitly situated at your hips, and you looking off into the distance – it’s a big world to save… where to start?

Maybe I should be your sidekick… I can be comfortable in the sidecar :-)

By: judy

judy — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:55:37 +0000

TPM, Exactly. We want to be comfortable when we’re saving the world. Can I wear the red cape?

Bobby, And I thought I had the corner on spin! Cheesecakeologist? In my daydream, I wear a lab coat, and I have a spatula hanging around my neck where lesser mortals might have a stethoscope…

See? I’m a quick study.

By: BOBBY

BOBBY — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 23:51:19 +0000

Oh, come on J, you must have daydreamed about being a novelist?About being a blogist? About being a cheesecakeologist? Believe me when I say all those items make a difference for many!

Seeee, not such “madness” after all!!

By: Tall Pajama Man

Tall Pajama Man — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:55:59 +0000

J, cotton works. After all, superhero stuff can cause one to work up a sweat.

Carey, my face is now matching the shade of my shirt :-)

It’s time to daydream more…

By: judy

judy — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 07:53:12 +0000

TPM, We’ll do something in cotton. In breathes better! ;-)

Kid, Jeanie, huh? Is she with you when you fly your rocket ship to mars? (Always so happy to see you here!)

Carey, Yes, I have those daydreams too. They fall under #1. I generally try to avoid the whole bodice ripping thing, but you know how those unruly daydreams can be. (And yes, TPM has a great face.)

Bobby, Whoever heard of making your daydreams into something that actually makes a difference? That’s madness. (And one more reason to love you.) Please give me your Starbucks schedule so I can stand in line behind you… Oh, and if you change the pumpkin pie to cheesecake and send me an invite, I’ll so invade your dream!

By: BOBBY

BOBBY — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 07:12:40 +0000

I have a lot of “What would I do if…” moments all through the day. What would I do if I was 6′ 4″ tall?. What would I do if I could turn invisible?. What would I do if I could dunk a basketball?. What would I do if I was the “real” Batman?. You know, things that could really happen, not just fluffy daydreams! ha!

What usually happens in these “what would I do if” moments is that a jolt of realism hits and throws a whole new angle into the mix. It usually goes like this, “what would I do if I could really make a difference in something?”. Which turns into “well, why don’t I make a difference in something?”. Which turns into “well, I am going to make a difference in something “. Which, this is where the cool part comes, turns into actually making a difference in the “something” I choose (even if its just a little thing like buying a cup of coffee for a few people behind me in line). All because of a daydream! I always like how that happens!! it’s very cool!!

Hopefully I will have the “what would I do if I was standing next to a pumpkin pie the size of a swimming pool” moment tomorrow — it’s one of my favorites!

By: Carey Jones

Carey Jones — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 07:08:53 +0000

Hellooooo, Judy — TPM has a face and it’s a cute one :-) There probably are more things to daydream about ;-) hehe

By: Carey Jones

Carey Jones — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 05:29:41 +0000

I love reading everyone’s comments — and, of course, without your original ideas to get our minds going there wouldn’t be comments! I love that about you . . . I thought to myself ‘dang, I need to get a spark in my mind . . . I’ll go read Judy’s blog’ I have been asking myself what the he** I’ve been doing all day that I haven’t finished my work and after reading your post, I realized that I’ve been daydreaming! I wasn’t completely aware of it actually. I’ve been doing every chore I can to avoid my work, with my head in the clouds. I often daydream about exchanges that I will have with the people in my life . . . for whenever I get to see them (not often enough). Lately I’ve been daydreaming about a man from work (Oy! Tell me about it) . . . big, strapping guy (whatever strapping is supposed to mean, but it suits him) — not my type physically — but, brilliant and intriguing and inspiring (that’s the part I like most). It’s not entirely romantic — mostly I daydream that I’ll do something wonderful to impress him (yeah, like finish my dang work!). O.K., now I’m really going to get busy . . .

By: terrepruitt

terrepruitt — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 03:59:03 +0000

I daydream about owning a space (a studio). I daydream about what it will look like and what typed of classes I will hold there. My daydream includes that idea that I will earn enough income from it that I can have classes when I want and they are full. Plus it is such a great space that other teachers (Yoga, Nia, preferably barefoot stuff) rent it for their classes. I dream so big that when I was at my White Belt Training, I bought a picture to hang at my studio.

I fantasize about winning the lotto —- BIG! And the FIRST thing I would do it take selected friends and family on a cruise. This is a re-occurring fantasy, I use it to fall alseep. (Actually it is the second thing, the first thing would be money for the twins). I don’t play the lotto.

By: justakidatheart

justakidatheart — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:05:58 +0000

oh, and flying a rocket ship to mars.
kid