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Name: Brianna
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Metro: Madison
Birthday: 12/21/1986
Gender: Female


Interests: photography, graphic design, typography, drawing, inking (with prismacolor markers), story writing, RPGing (both online PBmB & offline with gaming a console), comicbook illustrating, cinematography, film, my husband
Expertise: being Brianna Spransy.
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Saturday, October 17, 2009

New blog

Hey friends! I've moved my blog to http://www.daftspike.blogspot.com  You can find me there!


Friday, April 17, 2009

Badges in the journal of his soul


I recently had a dream that I thought is worth sharing. Like so many of my meaningful dreams, the meat of this one was sandwiched in between the hazy nonsense typical of most dreams. In this case, I think the non-sense had something to do with Madonna and the cast of Heroes…

Like the clear rays of sunlight after a sudden break in the clouds, the surprisingly relevant and meaningful chunk of a dream emerged, abruptly interrupting the randomness of the Madonna/Heroes storyline.

Ben ran up to me with a wide, glowing smile on his face. He was so excited. He lifted a small journal into my view: the journal had a soft, suede leather cover, and it was about the same size as his hands. He opened the journal and said "look!" then he flipped through the pages. When looking straight down at the pages from above, each of them had a deep cut-out in the various shapes, each containing a badge of some sort.

The cut-out look of the pages resembled the "flask in a book" idea, except instead of masking a desire to drink with a desire to be "holy", the badges on each page were real badges that Ben had achieved through his personal and spiritual growth. The badges acted as mile-markers for his growth. The journal is like the journal of his soul and spirit.

When viewing the pages from the side, they appear to have the same weight, thinness, and bendability/turnability as an average 20lb page that you would find in any book.

I didn't really see what any of the badges where or even really what they looked like as he flipped excitedly through the journal to one of the final pages—he was flipping through the pages way too quickly in excitement.

We got to the last filled page in seconds. On this page there was displayed a badge that Ben had very recently earned. I don't know if I actually saw what the badge looked like, because I really can't remember it, but I knew exactly what it meant. This badge marked Ben's ability to effectively lead his family.

Then he said "Look! There are only two pages left!" Sure enough, only the last two pages were left unfilled. Somehow, I saw the next page, and on it there was an a deep cut-out in the shape of an open book.

My strong sense about this dream is that it is an encouraging peek into Ben's spirit as it is growing and has grown. When he showed me the badge he had just earned for learning how to effectively lead his family, I realized that it's true! He has learned how to lead his family. He's totally ready to lead.

I also knew that he was going to promptly begin the next stage of his growth, which is open-book shaped…I wonder what that shape means. Another very large portion of understanding that I had during the dream was what the end of this journal means: when Ben's growth places the last two badges in the last two pages, then he will be ready to be a father.

In this dream, he also knew that that was what the end of the journal meant, and this knowledge was part of his excitement. He was telling me that he's not ready for kids right now, but he will be soon, and he was so excited for that.

I'm not saying that the end of this season of Ben's growth means that we're going to immediately start popping out babies. I'm just saying that he'll be ready. That's all. Having kids hasn't been weighing on my mind or heart lately, but the desire is, of course, always there, no matter how buried it may be in my subconscious.

I feel very encouraged by this dream. I felt peace fall into place somewhere in my spirit when the dream ended—the peace clicked into place while I was still sleeping. I understand that he's not ready right now, but that he will be, and that just because he's not ready now doesn't mean that he doesn't also look forward to the day when we start having kids with just as much excitement and heart as I do.

Yes, Ben. You have grown a lot, especially in the last year. I love the way that you've grown. My trust and respect for you has grown a lot as well, and my love for you has deepened and settled; like the roots of a young tree finally strong enough to establish a permanent home.


Monday, April 13, 2009


I'm so homesick. I'm so exhausted: too exhausted to adequately describe my homesickness. Instead I'll leave you with a simple list of the things that I'm homesick for.

I miss (in no particular order):

  1. using my own dishes
  2. cooking my own meals
  3. cleaning my own house/flat/apartment
  4. taking pictures for myself rather than for other people
  5. green leaves and blooming flowers
  6. the smell of summer nights
  7. being able to eat without feeling like I'm going to throw up
  8. being free from the obligations of school
  9. laughing so hard that my stomach aches and my cheeks hurt
  10. daydreaming
  11. being confident (I'm so unconfident these days)
  12. the sweet breath of the Holy Spirit, calling me nearer…
  13. …and I miss the feeling the freedom to respond to that call
  14. having hope.

Every coming change in my life, no matter how big or small it may be, feels so close and so far away at the same time—like shapes rising gently against a distant, faded horizon. Will I ever reach them? Maybe they're only illusions.

I'm homesick, but I don't exactly know where home is. Does that make me homeless? I sure feel homeless.


Saturday, April 26, 2008

You've already made to many mistakes
To ever amount to anything great
You're not allowed to dream out loud
You're far too young to even count
And much too poor without any doubt
And you haven't done nearly enough
To deserve any grace or anyones love

God speak truth
To the lies that we've believed instead of you

You're in the wrong city for that line of work
And you'll never make it unless you're a jerk
Live for yourself and store up more wealth
We've traded in dreams and youthful ideals
For less noble things of paying the bills
And trying our best to look like the rest
While hiding our fears by the way we all dress

God speak truth
To the paychecks we have trusted instead of you

Cool Hand Luke: Wonder Tour (The Balancing Act)

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I've got to climb to the top
Never stop, until I reach it
Until I feel that I'm good
And that I'm in control
Of life and my thought
When I'm not, I still preach it
Because they're all going to see
if I start to fall or lose control.
I'm losing control...of this

I've been balancing on suspended pianos
And trying to appear composed
It makes the loudest noise when they begin to crash
With eyes on me, I force a laugh
You come to me and set me free

I cross arms across my chest
This is not a gift I can accept
But I appreciate the sentiment
I've worked too hard for rightousness
To just lay down while you hand me this
And put my faith in something you call grace...from you.

I've been lost inside a cave without a lantern
At every sound I start to run
I feel my way around the dark without a pattern
If I would wait you'd come
to rescue me and show the way

I cross arms across my chest
This is not a gift I can accept
But I appreciate the sentiment
I've worked too hard for rightousness
To just lay down while you hand me this
And put my faith in something you call grace...from you.

[from you]
I've been trying to learn what is from you.
Because I've been trying to earn what is freely given.

Every sound that you
Try to just refuse
Does it give and take?
Keeps it in my face
And tell me that this blood
Was shed in vain.

Cool Hand Luke: Balancing Act (The Balancing Act)
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Wednesday, April 16, 2008


So let's ride.

You, me, the Son, and the sky.
We gonna fly as fast as you can see,
and we will go and go
'till you are free!

So let's ride.

Go!

And when you are with Him everybody knows,
'cuz your eyes glow.
So be the most;
the most that you can be.

Walk with your hand
In my Father's hand
And be all;
all that you can be

Look in His eyes,
and let's ride.

Jump
Duck
Dive

And we will fly as fast as you can see.
Put your hands in His hand,
In my Father's hand.

And we will go and go 'till you are free.
Put your hand in His hand,
In my Father's hand.

And we will fly as fast as you can see.
Put your hand in His hand,
In my Father's hand.

And we will go and go till you are free!
Look at Him.  You will see!

Oh baby let's ride.



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