Attack of the Cheese Dreams

I didn’t sleep well last night. Not at all. The reason I have concluded in short… Cheese before Bed is a Mahoosive No-no!!!

Literally spent the entire night in my subconscious sleeping brain, running between my bedroom window, the front door and the back door (which had somehow turned into a walled/trellised fairy garden…) whilst Burglars attempt to gain entry via any means possible! I am tired to the point of exhausted after all that mental stress and yet here I sit at work, bored out of my mind and quite relieved to have this opportunity to vent a little.

I am quite the sceptic when it comes to dream interpretation and whether our sub-conscious tells us hidden messages through visions/dreams/nightmares… However, this is the second time I have had a nightmare on this theme within a week. The previous being a similar scenario at my parents home…

All of the above is actually writing of a few weeks ago… I have discovered I am the starter of many posts, but the publisher of very few by comparison!! In an attempt to counteract this, I am consciously going back through my Draft posts and completing them whilst adding something relevant to the original theme.

My reason for returning to this specific post today? Too much Cheese yesterday!!

Just before bed… again… apparently I am rather slow at learning my lessons regarding tasty cheese snacks (in this case a nice warming Cheese Toasty) within an hour of bed time…

Last nights dream theme was more to do with current Oddity-life affairs; in this case the turbulent relationship I am having with my Father. Anyone who has read my posts before may remember some months ago I had “Daddy issues” that were (I thought) resolved with the help of a Counsellor whilst undergoing therapy for my Mental Health problems. Unfortunately, my more recent signs of improvement have lead to a relapse in my Dad’s cold and degrading behaviour towards me following a simple error on the part of one of my friends.

I have been told that some Father-Daughter relationships are always turbulent, I hope this is not the case. I love my Dad and I want to be close to him. He makes this near impossible by the standards he holds me to and the fact we clash heads spectacularly over very small slights.

Metaphorical Dad and Me. A female with a fine set of Antlers! We clash in style!

His stubborn streak is one I have inherited and now I have moved out of the family home I can stand my ground on matters regarding my own feelings and the way I am treated. As you can probably guess based on what you have just read that this often ends badly.

Ok, enough of my family problems for now, I have enjoyed completing this post but it definitely leaves me to say…

NO CHEESE BEFORE BED!

May your dreams be un-cheesed and untroubled.

Until next time Oddity-fans – Luna

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Abscondination and my Alternate Universe

Hello again fellow blogger-humanoids!

Today, during my lunch-break in the Sun, a thought re-occurred to me, one that has been flitting around the edges of my brain for a while now… If I had my own version of the Universe that runs pretty much parallel to our own, what changes would I make to improve the World for “the greater good” (or just to remove a few pet peeves…)?

A dangerous topic for sure, letting your brain fully run wild with all manner of different topics allowing you to make all your own hypothetical changes based on your own upbringing, political leanings, biases and personal experiences… However, as this blog has no power to change anything at all, it can’t hurt to explore the far-reaching pockets of thought that are rarely explored, can it?

I appreciate this post could turn into something of a novel, depending on how far my mind chooses to wander, however I hope you’re willing to wander the garden path of an oddity with me for while. Who knows, you may like some of the sproutlings we find along the way!

So… firstly, something that has been on my mind a lot recently given the UK’s current political climate (in hot water, for those unaware of our fun and games); the Voting System! I understand the basics of a democracy, but when political matters get this idiotic I feel my alternative universe offers a much better system! In Luna-land, all young people would take an aptitude test during their 17th year to determine if they have sufficient intelligence to vote. Those who pass are auto-enrolled for Postal Voting. Opting out or other options are then to be done by the individual once they have come of age. This group of individuals is then allowed to vote for the next 10 years; at which time they are required to re-take the aptitude test, to ensure a sufficient IQ level to make an informed decision. Those who fail, are required to re-take the test at 23. Failing the test removes you from the electoral roll until the next time you have successfully completed the test. 10 year re-testing ensures continued intellectual stability.

Based on the disastrous Brexit facade I feel some form of intellectual baseline is required! Having the right to vote, believing in fake-news and the inability to discover the truth is a seriously worrying combination to me. I know this type of view possibly comes across quite elitist but I believe having a mandatory test at 18 still gives room for a hugely diverse electorate from different backgrounds, ethnicities and political leanings.

Ok, Politics over. No-one loves talking about that particular Turkey too long. Another close to home topic for me at the moment is stupidity. In previous posts I have given you a flavour of the general intellectual level of my colleagues… Their stupidity is genuinely distressing. In my universe, stupidity is a crime worthy of segregation from those of higher intelligence. Imagine all the great minds of the world, past and present… In the same community working towards improvements for the Earth and all living things. Scientists; Environmentalists; Doctors and so many more outstanding minds all together working for a common goal!

Now for a lighter topic. Feet. They carry a lot of weight do our human feet. But unfortunately this great burden does not excuse their icky-ness! No excuse going is sufficient for me to accept seeing these floor-touching germ fields in public places, the workplace, or pretty much anywhere! 😂 Luna-land has a visual feet ban in all places other than private homes.

I could keep writing topic after topic on this post for weeks to come! I’ll leave it there for now, but you can bet your boots (even if you don’t own any) that this theme will continue!

Do good things today. Smile at a stranger; give someone a compliment; lend a hand to someone in need. You can make more of a difference than you can possibly imagine. And that’s in THIS Universe, not my imaginary one.

Be better than you were yesterday, if you’re having a hard time. I KNOW you can do the thing, regardless of how big/small it may seem.

Luna Xxx

Green Eggs and Ham… And Birthday Cake

I found this Dr. Seuss quote some time ago and today has been 100% the day for it. A terrible day in the office followed by an incredibly un-terrible evening with a great friend; a couple of interlopers called “Gin” and “Tonic” respectively. They made for quite a merry gathering!

After being so down earlier this week with family problems and woes in the workplace, I was elated to remember that it is truer than true to say there is no-one alive more me-er than me!

Keep being awesome (you are, even if you don’t know it yet) and a very merry un-birthday to you! (I’m more likely to be right with that than to say happy birthday!) Have cake to celebrate, I said you could, perfect excuse if you needed one!

For now it’s lullaby in Luna-land, sweet dreams!

Back to Rhombus One

The saying usually goes “back to square one”… Not today… Squares are nice; they’re regular; fit in boxes and by definition are well known to all of us here.

Those of you who have bravely swam with me through murky Oddity-waters thus far may remember that I have previously had problems with my Father. We have a fairly volatile relationship due to a serious stubborn streak (runs in the family) and when we clash heads it is truly a spectacle.

To cut out a tedious and fairly incomprehensible story short, my father arrived at my home to pick up my mum and take her home. He was here no longer than 5 minutes and managed to insult my morals; my decency as a human being and didn’t even give me the opportunity to defend myself. I will not be spoken to like that, not by him and especially not in MY OWN HOME. I have NEVER been more hurt by him in longer than I can remember. I do not even recognise that person as my own father; my blood; a man of whom I have always been supremely proud.

I made myself very vulnerable as a peace offering a few months ago. I wrote out a long speech to my parents and read it to them to express how much I have struggled and how I don’t feel I can confide in them. Since that time mostly things have been much better. Until today. My counsellor focused on my “father-daughter” relationship issues a lot during my time with her, unfortunately the issues are certainly not resolved.

In an attempt to calm my currently Rhombus-shaped self and remind me how far I’ve come I watched one of the most underrated films of all time. I can guarantee most of you have never even heard of it, let alone seen it. Mr. Magoriums Wonder Emporium. What an amazing film. The magic and power of self-belief! Speaking as someone who has battled anxiety, depression amongst other mental health issues, this film allows you to go on a journey to find your sparkle.

You are a block of wood. There are millions of things you could think to do with a block of wood, but wouldn’t it be amazing if someone just believed in it. What wonders it could achieve, if someone, just, believed.

I’ll sign off there for tonight as I’ve got work to get back to in the morning.

To all you blocks of wood out there, go watch Mr M’s Wonder Emporium and know that I BELIEVE IN YOU.

Luna xx

Butter Beer for thought…

Calling ALL Harry Potter enthusiasts!

Luna here again, for the first time with something truly relating to my Name’s inspiration!

I am currently listening to Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on audiobook (read by Stephen Fry, a MASTERPIECE). I have just heard the scene where Snape has revealed himself to the occupants of the Shrieking Shack and indicates that Lupin may also be “kissed” by the Dementors surrounding Hogwarts.

This got me thinking…

Remus Lupin is a Werewolf. He was bitten as a child and as a result transforms into a monster every full moon.

If in an alternate Harry Potter-verse where Lupin had suffered the Dementors kiss… Would he still become a Werewolf every month???

Ok now your brains are all going at top speed, here are my thoughts:

  • If the body is blighted by a disease or illness, surely the ailment would still exist regardless of the state of the soul??
  • It is stated that when one turns into a Werewolf you no longer remember who you are. So surely a body exposed to moonlight would still react the same way?
  • An alternative example could be a severe allergy e.g. nut allergy. A living body would still have the same allergic reaction to consumption of nuts regardless of the status of the soul or conscious self. A person in a coma with an allergy to bee stings would still react the same to a sting the same as they would if they were conscious
  • Moving back to Remus Lupin. If he was soulless and exposed to the full moon, would the wolf act the same as before the soul was removed?

PLEASE HELP MY POOR BRAIN!

Seriously though, would love to hear anyone’s thoughts, I’m surprised it’s taken me this long to think about it in detail!

Right. Go have some Fire Whiskey or a Gilli-water and ponder this as I am with my Butter Beer…

Much love from a thoughtful Ravenclaw… If this was a common room question I’d be stood outside for quite a while I think!

Luna xXx

A lesson in Self-worth… Right in the ‘feels’

Hi everyone, Luna here once again finally making some time to slow down and think. Taking some self-care time I suppose you might say.

I spotted this video on my Facebook newsfeed just now and it may as well have walked in the room and punched me in the face as that’s how shocked and saddened I am by it. I know I really struggle with my self-esteem and confidence, have done for a long time but hearing the way this conversation is played out literally brought me to tears.

Here’s the link to the video before I go on to explain any further, please take two minutes out of your day to watch it. For a clip from a TV show, I’m shocked at my reaction to it.

Ok. So you’ve watched it. Thank you for doing that with me. How did you feel watching it? I’d love to know your thoughts and reactions in the comments so please leave one if you have time!

The idea of sitting in a room with my 9 year old self and telling her all the things I say to myself and to other people about myself is abhorrent!! I couldn’t say to her that she’s a disappointment to her family, will never be good enough and will always be outshone… That she’s fat, not worth loving and a waste of space! How cruel it is that we can so easily get into the habit of being so detrimental to ourselves… And how normal that is… With the media always showing us who and what we “should” be like…

Next time the voice in my head starts to say things like that, I’ll definitely be sending forth my childhood self to receive the messages… Maybe then the messages might be kinder.

I hope this has given you something to think about, I know it certainly has for me!

I’m hoping to continue with my self-care evening by going out with my camera to a local wildlife park. Spend some time on enjoying nature, learning and improving skills. On a Sunny evening like this, what could be better?!

Here’s a recent photo I took of one of my Strawberry plants, I am really beginning to love Macro photography and how focussing on something so small can look so detailed.

Be kind to your childhood selves today. It might make you kinder to your adult self tomorrow…

Sending love to all who need it, hope to speak to you all again soon.

Luna Xxx

Broken Crayons

What a tough weekend… One I hope not to repeat… I do currently feel rather broken, trying to remember this sort of positive sentiment to get me through till bedtime…

You are all stronger than whatever seeks to undo you.

Share a little love today, you never know who might need it

Luna xx