It's my bubble wrap.
Nov. 26th, 2024 04:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ffloTold my therapist about the dream I had about her, which was probably a sequel to a previous dream, or so it seemed during it. In it, I had just arrived at the end of the assignment with the bubble wrap and the oils, with it understood that I had---for the thousands of bubbles in the various chunks of bubble wrap and the many shots of oil in the several bottles of oils---engaged with one, each time I had whatever the experience we were working on was--- probably something like interrupting a self-critical thought with some intervention (like perhaps just the popping of the bubble or the drinking of a shot of oil). I was commenting to her that this last oil (as I was holding the empty bottle), which was a rice oil, was lighter than the others.
Now that I'm typing to you here about it, I can see how it'd match the work/focus lately that we've had on less going to thinking and more just doing. But when I told her about it today, in addition to the laughs over the however many thousand iterations this physical assignment would've accompanied me through, what she left me with was that it's my bubble wrap and I can do with it what I want to. Like she'd said earlier that some of the things I was telling her about this past week were like the bubble wrap in that I hadn't asked if I could use a pencil or something else to pop them or if I needed to use a shotglass for the oil, I'd just done it however. And then at the end she said I could draw smiley faces on them, or pouty faces, or whatever, instead of popping them, cuz it's my bubble wrap, and I can do what I want.
It all seems a little too good to be true, the idea of the world being my oyster.
I mean, if everybody acted like that, ...
Well. That's thinking.
Possibly people like doing improv so much cuz it's freeing just to go with the flow. The book about that idea, if I were to think about it, might be called The Radical Acceptance of "Yes, and...".
But I'm not going to think about it. I'm going to do something. Sure, before returning to this chair and maybe watching more of my latest rewatch of Better Call Saul (just finished the first season) and playing more games on my phone. I'm on vacation, after all, more or less. Or cut the more or less, which is more thinking prompting.
Yeah, this whole thing is about the thought that it's my bubble wrap. Some thoughts are good reminders, perhaps especially if they're about less thinking, and less self-conscious thinking.
Now that I'm typing to you here about it, I can see how it'd match the work/focus lately that we've had on less going to thinking and more just doing. But when I told her about it today, in addition to the laughs over the however many thousand iterations this physical assignment would've accompanied me through, what she left me with was that it's my bubble wrap and I can do with it what I want to. Like she'd said earlier that some of the things I was telling her about this past week were like the bubble wrap in that I hadn't asked if I could use a pencil or something else to pop them or if I needed to use a shotglass for the oil, I'd just done it however. And then at the end she said I could draw smiley faces on them, or pouty faces, or whatever, instead of popping them, cuz it's my bubble wrap, and I can do what I want.
It all seems a little too good to be true, the idea of the world being my oyster.
I mean, if everybody acted like that, ...
Well. That's thinking.
Possibly people like doing improv so much cuz it's freeing just to go with the flow. The book about that idea, if I were to think about it, might be called The Radical Acceptance of "Yes, and...".
But I'm not going to think about it. I'm going to do something. Sure, before returning to this chair and maybe watching more of my latest rewatch of Better Call Saul (just finished the first season) and playing more games on my phone. I'm on vacation, after all, more or less. Or cut the more or less, which is more thinking prompting.
Yeah, this whole thing is about the thought that it's my bubble wrap. Some thoughts are good reminders, perhaps especially if they're about less thinking, and less self-conscious thinking.
