Dream cakes don’t have to be gluten-free

From time to time, I dream cakes–two-layer chocolate cakes with chocolate icing to be precise. And for years, I wouldn’t eat them because I remembered I can’t eat gluten. Then I’d wake up and be really annoyed.

Finally, about a year ago, I remembered I was dreaming when the chocolate cake came my way. And I ate it! It tasted wonderful and had a delightful texture that I’ve never found in a gluten-free cake–moist and crumbly. This isn’t the chocolate beet cake  (which is delicious) that I wrote about a couple of weeks ago, but the best chocolate cake ever!!!

Dream cakes–or waking up in our dreams

I remember the dream I was dreaming when the first time I woke up in my dream when I was around 7-years-old. I dreamt I opened the door to our house and a man with a gun demanded to come in. He said he’d shoot me if I didn’t let him in. For a moment, I felt scared, then I told him that this was a dream and he couldn’t really hurt me.

It doesn’t happen all the time. Just once in a while. But I find it to be an interesting experience. I find I’m more likely to remember my dreams and wake up in them if I get to bed at a reasonable hour and don’t have too much media beforehand.

Do you ever wake up in your dreams?

A long time ago, I read Carlos Castaneda’s book The Art of Dreaming. I think he may have made up his stories. But at the time I read it, I didn’t know. The only thing I remember from that book was that the teacher, Don Juan, told him to look at his hand in his dream–doing this had great importance. So I decided to try. It took me a few nights to remember, but I did. And then I decided I didn’t want to control my dreams. I just wanted to experience them–letting my subconscious follow its own path seemed more interesting.

But still, I find eating dream cakes quite pleasant and not at all deleterious to my health.

Poetry Friday

All of which leads me to Poetry Friday. Michelle Barnes of Today’s Little Ditty hosts this week–and introduces the new Best of Today’s Little Ditty 2017-18 featuring many Poetry Friday poets!

This morning, I dreamt about a baby walking off the edge of a cliff. I waited to hear a thud when it landed, but the sound never came. Then I woke up and thought about dreams and dream cakes and wrote this poem:

In the middle of the night, in the land of dreams

I walk off a ledge but do not scream.

Fall and fall until I land

Inside a giant’s meaty hand.

He says, “Hello. Do you want to play?

Stay right here. Don’t go away.

I’ll get a bat and you’ll be the ball;

I’ll try to hit you into that wall.”

Then I’m sitting by a lake

Eating a piece of chocolate cake.

I wonder if it’s gluten-free

Then remember its just a dream

Which means I can eat it with ice cream!

Yep, that’s it. Thanks for stopping by!

Wishing you lots of dream cakes in your dreams and in your waking.

xoxo