People with Parkinson's often have very vivid dreams. I do too but unfortunately don't remember them except when they wake me up. As a child I had a very vivid imagination and my teachers commented on it as it came out in my schoolwork. However it was stifled and emerged once more after the experience of motherhood. There followed my involvement and participation in the various art and craft forms, mainly for my own benefit and pleasure. I suppose the therapeutic value of art was explored too as I experienced motherhood at a later age than most. Later I was a member of a domestic craft and art group which is still is an important part of my creative life.
This morning I awoke early after a dream, with all sorts of ideas for creating/displaying/exhibiting the threads/yarns / strands of my life as I open the doors of my Parkinson's cupboard and come out.
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