The Invitation to Dream
Within each of us there is a dream wanting to wake up and become real, tangible, whole and complete.
Within each of us there is a past, present and future collaborating with the scribe of our script.
Within each of us there is a history buried, wanting to be born anew.
Within each of us we have cells that connects us to the sun, the universe, and the bottom of the sea.
Within each of us we carry the invitation to dream.
Photo: A small vintage silouette, that hangs in my cousin Judy's bedroom, which caught my reflection in the glass.

The silhouette on the wall is so sweet - but your words here, are lovelier still.
They make me feel inspired again - thank you for that.
Posted by: tinker | 02 August 2007 at 07:42 AM
I love that silhouette and wallpaper so much! (makes me want to design my room again) I'm digging out my invitation to dream, it's buried in a golden ticket somewhere.
Posted by: cruststation | 28 July 2007 at 12:17 PM
dreaming in the middle of the day, a scene from the past never to be washed away. wanting to catch the moments of time to capture them in a box. but they fly by before i'm able to grab them...
lovely silhouette picture, corey! it looks like toile de joy perfectly matching with the black paper siccor cuts of the frame!
Posted by: marita | 27 July 2007 at 06:27 PM
the wall paper is amazing. and the color too. thank you (again, i always do) for this profound message, it's a wonderful reminder.
Posted by: elsa | 27 July 2007 at 01:10 PM
That is so true. It was all inside me and I didn't know it until I moved to France.
Posted by: Linda | 27 July 2007 at 07:49 AM
Oh Corey this post is so divine just absolutely lovely my friend!
XOX
Kristen
Posted by: Kristen Robinson | 27 July 2007 at 06:03 AM
YYYYeeessss!!!!
This is my favorite post yet!!!!
You write about one thing;
our human potential. The seed.
Well done!!!!
xoxo
Blue
Posted by: Blue | 27 July 2007 at 05:07 AM
so comforting to know so many of us share a passion for dreaming and knowing no limits...you and your friend's comments are so sublime. thank you for this beautiful post!
Posted by: claudia | 27 July 2007 at 05:03 AM
Be...
Dream...
Play...
today
and...
open the present
xox - eb.
Posted by: eb | 27 July 2007 at 04:22 AM
Hi Corey:
You weave words the way one makes cloth!!!
Thank you
carole
Posted by: carole | 27 July 2007 at 01:42 AM
cells connect . . . to the bottom of the sea. Really REALLY felt this line.
Posted by: AnnieElf | 27 July 2007 at 12:22 AM
Corey, how your words ring true...cousin Judy's bedroom is lovely. I'm in love with that silouette. :-)
Posted by: Hasmin | 26 July 2007 at 10:39 PM
Sigh...Corey, you really do have a gift with words.
Posted by: susanna | 26 July 2007 at 08:42 PM
Une pièce où l'on rêve est une pièce où on lâche prise et où l'on respire le bonheur de vivre ...
Posted by: kristin | 26 July 2007 at 08:28 PM
Lovely!!
Rosemary
Posted by: Rosemary | 26 July 2007 at 06:54 PM
you always seem to make me stop and think, and more importantly, be thankful for what I have.
Posted by: tommiea | 26 July 2007 at 06:40 PM
You are just a poet .
I'm so happy to have met you.
See you soon xxx
Posted by: Mélanie | 26 July 2007 at 06:38 PM
Ha!
I am a dreamer - a dreamy
dreamer:)
Posted by: maddie | 26 July 2007 at 06:28 PM
Sometimes you leave me speechless!
But I do have to tell you that the reflection in the glass is beautiful!
Posted by: Beverly | 26 July 2007 at 06:23 PM
What lovely poetry you offer to us. Thank you!
Posted by: Steph W | 26 July 2007 at 06:14 PM
ooohhh... look how the wallpaper girl with the curls
is staring at the framed silhouettes...
do you think she has a thing for the man
and
is taken back to see them together!
i was just wondering...
:-)
Posted by: somepinkflowers | 26 July 2007 at 05:42 PM
But how to get them to unite as a whole...?
Posted by: Star | 26 July 2007 at 05:33 PM
and ever so teasingly sometimes you get a bit of that dream and want more!
Posted by: martina | 26 July 2007 at 04:28 PM
I have to agree with Sheila!
Beautiful!
Posted by: angela marie | 26 July 2007 at 04:10 PM
I'm living the dream. Thanks for the reminder, though.
Posted by: Paula | 26 July 2007 at 03:35 PM
to dream...to be alive...blessings, rebecca
Posted by: Cre8Tiva | 26 July 2007 at 03:14 PM
What is YOUR dream?
Are you living it?
Posted by: Paris Rêves | 26 July 2007 at 02:35 PM
It occurs to me sometimes that life is the dream, that beyond this is the bigger reality. That we are connected to the sun, the universe and the bottom of the ocean, is inspiring and encourages me to make the most of every moment.
hugs
xo
Posted by: sheila | 26 July 2007 at 02:23 PM
PS.
Have you seen Shelley? How is she doing? Tell her I said hello, and wish her my best.
Posted by: rochambeau | 26 July 2007 at 02:10 PM
I always come away from my visits to you thinking about good and important things. Your such a wonderful person. You make me happy.
Posted by: rochambeau | 26 July 2007 at 02:09 PM
Oh, we do indeed! Beautifully written, Corey.
Posted by: Nora | 26 July 2007 at 01:50 PM
What a charming siloeutte. I'm pretty dazzled by the wallpaper too.
Darla
Posted by: darla | 26 July 2007 at 01:45 PM
I love those silouette's!
Posted by: My Melange | 26 July 2007 at 01:28 PM
"Within each of us we carry the invitation to dream."
I agree. But how do we get others to realize this? Those who will not accept the inviation sadden me.
Posted by: ally bean | 26 July 2007 at 01:21 PM
So beautiful, romantic, inspiring, just lovely :)
Posted by: sognatrice | 26 July 2007 at 01:11 PM
How very very timely to remind me (us) of the very core of my (our) potentional.
Posted by: tut-tut | 26 July 2007 at 12:37 PM
How very lovely is everything you post.........
Magic just like you!
Love you
Jeanne
Posted by: Jeanne | 26 July 2007 at 12:18 PM
Your cousin's picture caught your "reflection"in two ways: your reflected image and your thought.
Your whole post (words and picture) made me think instantly about Baudelaire's "L'Invitation au Voyage":
"Mon enfant, ma soeur,
Songe à la douceur
D'aller là-bas vivre ensemble !
Aimer à loisir,
Aimer et mourir
Au pays qui te ressemble !
Les soleils mouillés
De ces ciels brouillés
Pour mon esprit ont les charmes
Si mystérieux
De tes traîtres yeux,
Brillant à travers leurs larmes.
Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté.
Des meubles luisants,
Polis par les ans,
Décoreraient notre chambre ;
Les plus rares fleurs
Mêlant leurs odeurs
Aux vagues senteurs de l'ambre,
Les riches plafonds,
Les miroirs profonds,
La splendeur orientale,
Tout y parlerait
À l'âme en secret
Sa douce langue natale.
Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté.
Vois sur ces canaux
Dormir ces vaisseaux
Dont l'humeur est vagabonde ;
C'est pour assouvir
Ton moindre désir
Qu'ils viennent du bout du monde.
- Les soleils couchants
Revêtent les champs,
Les canaux, la ville entière,
D'hyacinthe et d'or ;
Le monde s'endort
Dans une chaude lumière.
Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté."
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Any thing around can invite me to dream - and to travel through time and space...
Posted by: Marie-Noëlle | 26 July 2007 at 10:56 AM