From this week's Bulletin, newsletter of the University of Sussex.
A part-time DPhil student in the Informatics department has won a national Associate Lecturer Teaching Award from the Open University (OU). Michelle Hoyle started teaching in the OU's Faculty of Technology in May 2000 and delivers internet technology courses, primarily online. The award will be presented on 20 April at a ceremony in Milton Keynes and comes with £1,000 to be used for personal and/or professional development.
It's also on the front page of the Informatics web site at the university. It's my 15 minutes of fame this year. (-:
I had a powerful dream involving Steven Page of the Barenaked Ladies. Prior to going to sleep the other night, I was talking with my ex in Vancouver. He mentioned he was going to a concert this weekend. I was all grumpy because it was sure to be something good and I would be missing out. It turned out he had decided to go see the Arrogant Worms -- definitely not a big-name Canadian band! He had been thinking of going to see the Barenaked Ladies but declined because he thought it wouldn't be as fun this time without me there. There. Now the scene is set for me to relate the dream.
I woke up early the morning of the dream, realizing I was smack-dab in a dream about being in France and in the middle of a month-long "affair" with Steven Page of the Barenaked Ladies. I remember that, in the dream, I was apparently staying at some kind of French auberge and the madame was very unhappy that I kept disappearing every night. That's because I was spending every night down by the river, cuddling and being cherished by Steven. Yup.
I woke up, realized it was too early and went back to sleep, and continued the dream. I was still in my nice cherished, snuggly relationship, but I was apparently younger and living at home. The time had come for the band to move on and I was unhappy and unsure of what would happen next, because I didn't want him to go. In the end, he left me a note which started off with, "Dearest [heart symbol]" in which he left me his orange, fluffy cat named Siān and regretted his departure. My brother was threatening to tell my parents all about it, and then I woke up, still feeling cherished.
Now, I'm a pretty sensible, practical person overall. I'm not really prone to having such dreams and definitely not about married pop stars. The thing which most interested me about the dream was this strong feeling of being cherished. Days later, that powerful feeling of being completely enveloped, safe, and immersed in freely given love is still very strong to mind. The thing is, I have a wonderful sweetie myself, and I know that he does cherish me, but I haven't been letting myself feel cherished. That's right. You've read that correctly. I've been disbelieving and blocking the flow of incoming cherishicity [neo], because of disfunctional beliefs. Don't take me as your example. Believe in yourself and in your relationship: feel free to let it be and to experience it. Accept incoming cherishicity.