Day dreams are goals.
Night dreams are conflict resolutions.
I have used both
To enjoy some magnificent adventures.
My trip to Europe
with my Girl Scout Troop at age sixteen.
I worked to earn the money for it.
Which was a life lesson gift.
My love of travel was a day dream.
So I made it come to pass
by my work in the Travel Industry.
My dream to take a trip around the world
was a day dream that came to pass in 1999.
My dream to become an artist was both day and night dreams.
They came to pass while living in France.
The conflict resolution was to get a separate life.
I got one as an artist
And have continued from that time on.
I thank my French husband for inadvertently
pushing me away and into the visual arts.
That was a true gift.
I first exhibited my work at the
Grand Palais in Paris in the 1990s.
My last fulfilled dream
Was completed in March 2015
By taking a trip to India.
Let there be more and more trips to that
land of enchantment.
My current dream?
To inspire others
To feel enthusiasm for life.
Janet Brugos, July 2016, Oakland, California
I fly through today to tomorrow.
Do entrances /exits
Take on special meaning?
Way in / way out
L’entrée / la sortie
Departure / Arrival
Depart / Arrivée
The first time
You enter a building,
A relationship Or a country You pause.
That moment of entrance
burns your senses.
Eyes find focus.
Ears hear symphonies.
Touch smooths out difference.
That moment of exit
Enables A Dream To Linger And Inspire.
My inspiration for travel to India was my mother’s trip to India the year following my father’s death. She ended up traveling alone for nine months to all parts of India. It was in the 1970s where e-mail was yet on the global scene. She wrote glowing letters about the people she met, the beauty of ancient temples and of her many adventures.
The Travel to India seed was planted in me. I have traveled extensively to nearly all the continents and once an entire year’s journey around the world. I deliberately did not include India on that trip, as I felt it to be hold so many special qualities that my trip to India deserved to be an exclusively to India.
I left San Francisco on February 12, joined my niece, Lenore in Newark and together arrived in Delhi, India on the evening of February 13.
I will set out parts of this trip to discuss general impressions, Deciphering the Delhi Code, train travel, Life in genera as seen thru transportation, Antiquities I encountered and the wonderful people I met and grew to know.
In all the countries where I have traveled, I find the individual people of India to be the kindest.
On the flight of an angel.
How high do they fly?
Birds fly into the sky.
Plates fly in Greek Tavernas.
Flight of the Bumble Bee.
Is pie in the sky a flight?
Butterflies fly over
Wind Blown Thoughts
Driftwood lies, burned out
Like a totem with
Large mouth gaping for
Sea blown air.
To babbling heads.
A sea plane skims
Waves and whirs
To catch disappearing
Wind blown thoughts.
Wave crashed dreams
Slide gently up the beach
Smooth out sadness.
Reshaping the sands
Into yet another
Castle of hope.
by Janet Brugos Lake Tahoe, CA 1991
Image: Worlds Apart ©2005 Janet Brugos