Phases of Reverie

I wonder if I could categorize the phases of daydreaming…

Phases of Reverie, Image of Frand Canal t Versailles Palace,  #myfrenchreverie, #chateaulife #ChateauRestoration, #LivinginFrance

Grand Canal at Versailles Palace, December 2021 Shot on 35mm (either Fuji 400 or Portra 400)

Lovestruck: the phase of daydreaming in which you let yourself be fully immersed. You clip the magazine snippets, pin every possible related Pinterest image, read articles & books, share your love with others openly and almost annoyingly. You are excited when these thoughts find their way to you and welcome getting lost in the daydream.

Eager: a beautiful pairing with lovestruck. You find yourself digging deeper, becoming more knowledgeable, and perhaps even taking steps toward making your daydream a reality. You may sign up for a class, connect with others living the life, and develop a new aspect of your being. It’s like falling in love, you want to know everything about them and see them every day.

Embarrassment: perhaps the eagerness stage has become a little consuming; you and your friends notice you actively daydreaming…and not in a cute way. When friends ask you about your passion, you get a little self-conscious about the amount of information you know and constantly ask yourself, “were they just being polite, and now I’ve taken them down a rabbit hole?” “Was pulling out my phone to show them xxx just too much?” “Is this all my friends see me as now?”

Denial: When anyone asks you about your passion, you scoff it off and mention how silly it is. There is a lot of eye rolling, hand flapping, and literal scoffing noises. You pull back from any and all resources that gave you that buttlerfly feeling in the lovestruck phase. You attempt to meander on with life in the here and now. Perhaps, you start a blog to write down the turbulent feelings inside so they can simply live outside of your head.

Wonder: Your eye catches something that reminds you of your daydream - an article, a photo, an object - and you feel a tingle in your hand. You think about how lovely it was to get lost in reverie and wonder if there is anything new out there in the world you have left behind.

And so the cycle continues…

*this journal entry was written in less than an hour and is not to be taken seriously. ;)

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