{"id":581,"date":"2014-01-23T21:50:42","date_gmt":"2014-01-23T23:50:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/?p=581"},"modified":"2014-03-05T18:17:34","modified_gmt":"2014-03-05T20:17:34","slug":"once-upon-a-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/2014\/01\/once-upon-a-dream\/","title":{"rendered":"Once Upon A Dream"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/lullabyillusion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/PCP-postcard.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-706\" alt=\"PCP-postcard\" src=\"http:\/\/lullabyillusion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/PCP-postcard.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"202\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Dreams have fascinated me since childhood. My dreams always seemed so real and full of meaning. Hours after dreaming, I could recall in detail the images, voices, and symbols. Most often I didn&#8217;t know the meaning immediately, but I sensed it was important information that I needed to figure out. As if a secret message in code needed to be deciphered through careful observation with a willingness to embrace the hidden truth about myself and the world around me.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I felt like Cinderella waking up in the middle of a dream&#8230; finding myself in an exciting, glamorous, improbable, far-fetched life. And then I would wonder, <!--more-->does one use dreams to rehearse life? Or life to rehearse dreams? Or perhaps I&#8217;ve awakened to a life I dreamed of living.<\/p>\n<p>As a kid, one of my greatest role models was my great-aunt Gladys. A retired school teacher, she married a banker and they traveled the world. Once a teacher, always a teacher, she sent picture postcards from her travels to family and friends. It was so exciting for me to receive her postcards from far-away places. Before going to sleep, I would place the postcard on my heart and imagine it was a magic carpet that would fly me to the place on the picture postcard. Her postcards encouraged me to travel and explore our great big wonderful planet. Years later, as a young adult, I began traveling and have now visited most of the places Aunt Gladys explored.<\/p>\n<p>Visiting Buenos Aires, Argentina in 2000, I was reminded of a postcard Aunt Gladys had sent me as a child. It was of a beautiful couple in a dramatic pose\u2014dancing tango in a square. Watching tango dancers live in Buenos Aires, I smiled. Dramatic indeed!<\/p>\n<p>To honor my great aunt and her positive influence in my life, I wrote a children&#8217;s book titled \u201cPostcard Passages.\u201d The above photo is of Great Aunt Gladys and Great Uncle Lyall riding camels in Egypt.<\/p>\n<p>Today I live in a small beach town in Uruguay, not far from Buenos Aires. Last summer I met and became friends with a fellow writer who happens to be a tango dancer and teacher in Buenos Aires. Small world when you dream BIG.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dreams have fascinated me since childhood. My dreams always seemed so real and full of meaning. Hours after dreaming, I could recall in detail the images, voices, and symbols. Most often I didn&#8217;t know the meaning immediately, but I sensed it was important information that I needed to figure out. As if a secret message &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/2014\/01\/once-upon-a-dream\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Once Upon A Dream&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,9,14,26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-581","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-childhood-2","category-dreams","category-inspirational","category-travel"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/581","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=581"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/581\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=581"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=581"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peelbooks.com\/susanjoycejourneys\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=581"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}