last night i found a salmon, he could sort of walk on his fins like they were legs.
we were setting off fireworks and my childhood home in the back yard. the great big cottonwood tree caught some of the sparks and started catching fire. I ran to get the hose. i tried putting the fire out but soon the entire inside of the tree was smoldering and glowing. at the end of the dream i was pretty much in shock, and i told dad to call the fire department, because the tree was burning down from the inside out
that tree is one of my most reliable dream cues. so many times I have begun a dream in its branches, and now it's "burning down".
Monday, June 30, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Dear John
Dream bits:
Sneaking out of the house to meet up with a small group of friends/ They lived in a house only a few blocks away. Flying was very easy. I hid when they came out of the house and transformed into a giant angry wasp as a joke, but changed back before they decided to attack me. I had been spending a lot of time with these people earlier in the dream, we were all allies.
I met someone named John last night. I was pursuing someone, maybe a thief, and he was able to not only confound the thief into basically surrendering, but he lifted an enormous metal gate and slid it back into place (with me sitting on top of the gate) effortlessly. He had a quiet manner and very penetrative eyes. Something seemed luminescent about him. I remember introducing myself, though I don't remember who I introduced myself as, and I was struck by how his hand felt in mine. There was a sort of current between. I thanked him for the help, and then he pointed out that I should get going to do the announcements, or I'd be late. (I used to do the morning announcements, for a while, my senior year in high school. I did not get the impression that I was in a high school environment, so this was interesting.) I also remember feeling like he could see me even after he was gone, and that I felt disarmed but not threatened.
I think I've determined that I fly as a human with the intent of a bird in my dreams. For a while I assumed that because of the nature of how I flied that I transformed into the Raven herself, but when the images come most clearly I am always still human, though I know I have shapeshifted before in dreams.
Sneaking out of the house to meet up with a small group of friends/ They lived in a house only a few blocks away. Flying was very easy. I hid when they came out of the house and transformed into a giant angry wasp as a joke, but changed back before they decided to attack me. I had been spending a lot of time with these people earlier in the dream, we were all allies.
I met someone named John last night. I was pursuing someone, maybe a thief, and he was able to not only confound the thief into basically surrendering, but he lifted an enormous metal gate and slid it back into place (with me sitting on top of the gate) effortlessly. He had a quiet manner and very penetrative eyes. Something seemed luminescent about him. I remember introducing myself, though I don't remember who I introduced myself as, and I was struck by how his hand felt in mine. There was a sort of current between. I thanked him for the help, and then he pointed out that I should get going to do the announcements, or I'd be late. (I used to do the morning announcements, for a while, my senior year in high school. I did not get the impression that I was in a high school environment, so this was interesting.) I also remember feeling like he could see me even after he was gone, and that I felt disarmed but not threatened.
I think I've determined that I fly as a human with the intent of a bird in my dreams. For a while I assumed that because of the nature of how I flied that I transformed into the Raven herself, but when the images come most clearly I am always still human, though I know I have shapeshifted before in dreams.
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