I don’t know if you can remember your dreams or not. I usually cannot. However, lately I’ve been both dreaming and remembering them in stark detail. If you are a dream interpreter, get ahold of me. I would like to know what is lurking around inside my bald dome. Ok, maybe not! Anyway, I have had two in the last week that were both elongated and stunning in detail. They were not the kind where you are being chased by a bear down a beach naked. I hate those! These were different: One was about playing basketball with President Obama (quite a happy dream of me teaching Barack how to talk trash in Spanish - I even showed him a sweet In and out move) and another about Fasting from words. Here is the second one.
In the dream I was blogging and the title of the blog was “Fasting from Words.” The blog came off vivdly like this:
Fasting from Words
I have decided to fast from “insider” words from my discipline. I choose not to use words like “missional” and “contextual" and “embedding” and “exegesis” and “incarnational.”
Also, since I am deeply involved in leadership of a non-profit I will also fast from the following words: “Sweet spot” and “wheelhouse” “hierarchical” and “point of the spear.”
And since my wife is now a counselor I will fast from using “insider” words related to her profession like: “enmeshed” and “differentiated” and "projection" and "empathic" and “attachment.”
Now, for the rest of the blog…
Thank you!
Seriously, that was my dream! Once I dimissed all the pet words, I had no language at all. I must admit that I woke up smiling at my subconscious sense of humor.
Now, for the interpretation!?!?! Got any ideas?
