Photo by: John P. Ford
Living in Music City, Nashville, Tennessee USA, I am surrounded with
Illusion and the Reality that can be the life blood of experience or the anxiety of the moment.
Any Friday or Saturday evening can find visitors and Nashville natives seeking entertainment, fun and games and the connection with each other that sharing experience in music can offer in our lower Broadway and Second Avenue district.
From the Ryman to hawkers in Printer's Alley, a feeling of discovery and anticipation is almost palatable. While involved in experiences like being in The District, I tend to want to be in the middle of the experience... while also daydreaming....
It is a bit like a movie playing in my head.... like walking down two paths? It was like that last night. I was reminded of how much perception shapes every experience. Even every breath. During my daydreams it is a bit like a stream of consciousness. I tend to recall things I may not think of at other times. This dream was one of those moments.
I had a dream like this as a kid...We were visiting someone I did not know and we arrived very late. The stairs to the bed were old and winding. I climbed what looked to me then to be endless narrow and steep steps.
I slipped under the covers gratefully and fell instantly asleep only to wake with my heart pounding.
Standing unmoving by the door was a man in a trench coat and a fedora like hat. I convinced myself he could not see me so I became invisible!
I stayed awake all night long not moving to find as the sun came up....My man in the night was a coat and hat on the back of the door...Ah reality and Illusion and the juxtapositions they give to perception.
Your perceptions? Illusions? Please share your thoughts and experiences? I love your comments and I appreciate the sharing!
