Today’s post will be short, because I have been fighting to fit in everything I wanted to get done today, a day that I started much later than I normally would because I wanted to make sure I got enough sleep.
Today’s Meditation is about sleep.
Sarah Imrisek received a diagnosis of temporal lobe epilepsy as a child, after having a sleep EEG (electroencephalograph). I’m pretty sure I also had an EEG as a child, though for different reasons; the sensors look familiar. But I don’t remember getting to see any brainwaves.
Today’s Meditation is “brain waves with rapidly changing moire patterns”, so I got to learn a new word. Moire, adjective, “(of silk) having a rippled, lustrous finish”. The brainwaves ripple, and a small stick figure walks along the top. The waves are high and close together, the sound is discordant, and stick-drawn images move across the screen: a whale, a house, a rocket. A ladder, which is one of those Freudian icons. I take these images to be dreams.
I have horrible dreams. I have periods in which I have a nightmare every night and wake feeling exhausted. Even when my dreams aren’t upsetting they are usually uncomfortable. I never get to have interesting dreams about unrealistic things, or to fly. My dreams are uncanny valleys.
Click on the images, and they disappear. The brain waves relax and become gentle hills. The stick figure stops walking and slides on its back instead.