Dream – Sept 20, 2009

Title: Coins from the drain

I had multiple dream scenes about people being in various states of incapacitation, and trying to get to the bathroom. Each of the main characters in each dream was being treated for some type of illness or incapacity. The first was an old woman who was sitting in a wheelchair, she was waiting for a nurse assistant to roll her to the bathroom before she got her physical therapy session. She patiently sat there, but her eyes were searching for her nurse. The middle dream scene was of a little girl who was locked in her hospital room, she would try to let people know she was around by sticking her hand down through the drain pipe in her bathroom tub, and somehow this connected to the room that was next to her. The little girls hand would come up through the drainpipe, and the other patient would give her a handful of coins. This patient would sit by the tub, and wait for this hand to appear. While staying in the dream I was lucid enough to hold a thought process and kept thinking – “This isn’t Lucy, how can this be Lucy’s dream…this doesn’t make sense and can’t be Lucy’s dream” The last part of the dream was watching a man with a broken leg hobble down the hallway trying to reach to his private room where his bathroom is. There was a sense of urgency, As he hobbled by, I noticed that on his cast someone drew the Peanut’s cartoon character, Lucy van Pelt. In the dream, I become very confused = Who’s dream was this!? EOD

Dream – August 19, 2009

Dream – A step back in time.

This dream steps me back in time, probably around the late 1600’s. I have traveled from a distance, and am shopping for spices at an outdoor market. This market is on the water. I have a feeling that I am in Europe somewhere. There is a kind man who explains the local spices, and asks what I would like to use it for. I am captivated by the colors of the spices themselves, brilliant orange (I am assuming paprika) dark brown (clove powder? nutmeg), sunshine yellow powder (what?) and piles of red powder (saffron?). He provides me with little cloth pouches with samples of each of the spices.

We begin to talk, and he invites me to walk along the market with him. He asks if I would come to his kitchen to prepare some food that is similar to where I come from. He hands me money, and tells me that he prefers soup items, and that I should pick up the vegetable items. I pick up onions and celery, carrots and peas. I explain to him that I can create a health soup with the meat from chickens. He states that he’ll purchase that.

I then remember that I need a type of green onion / scallion from the earth. We walk along a farm road, where the owner invites us to pick what we need.

I put a pot on the flame, and begin to boil the water and add ingredients slowly and deliberately. Of note, I am using a very ancient looking knife. The pot on the flame does not have a handle like they do today, instead it has two iron loops where the pot hangs from a chain from a loop in the chimney and also three legs where it could sit on the fire.

EOD.

Dream – August 16, 2009

Dream- Whispering Ghosts

I woke up to the strangest dreams, of ghosts and spirits living amongst us, whispering knowledge into our ears…only a few people could hear them, and even fewer could actually see them.  In my dream, I could not hear what they were saying, but somehow I could see them whispering into people’s ears.  They could not see them, but could hear them on a subconscious level.

Dream – August 1, 2009

dream: Harmonious

I dreamed about two childhood friends singing in a holiday concert, their voices blended with such harmony that the audience was brought to tears – yet had a sense of enlightenment and joy.

Dream – July 26. 2009

Dream – Silent and Snowy

This dream takes place in the winter. There’s some kind of school setting, and I am in my teenage years. The weather forecast calls for snow, and she asks me if I would pick up my sister from school so she doesn’t have to walk in the snow.

I am walking to the car when the snow starts. Everything is silent. I don’t hear another person, noise, car, or anything….just the sound of the snow. I pick up my sister from school and bring her home to the house, then I decide that I am going to walk around the neighborhood before the snow starts to fall to harshly.

Again, once I step outside, it is a world of silence. Everyone is inside their homes. No one is outside except for me. I feel like I am the only person in the world who must be walking outside today. EOD.

Dream – July 22, 2009

Dream – Roommates

I dream that I am in a college setting and that I have two female roommates.  For whatever reason the third roommate and I do not get along well, and we argue constantly.  I believe that it has something to do with theft, but I cannot prove it.  We all take part in painting a canvas for some homework, but then I realize that she is stealing my art and claiming it for her own.  I catch her painting over my signature and signing her name to it.  This infuriates me and I storm around campus shouting her name and what she has done.

One of the school councelors overhears me, and she asks if I would like her to find me an alternative living arrangement.   Yes – Immediately!  I begin packing my clothes into plastic containers.  My second roommate is very upset that I am leaving.  She begs me to stay because she doesn’t want to be stuck with the thief.  I explain that I am sorry, but she will have to find her own alternative arrangements, its nothing personal against her, I just have to get out of the situation immediately.

there is some type of peer to peer trial, and the third roommate is found guilty of theft, and she is tossed off of campus for one semester.

EOD.

Dream – July 21, 2009

Dream – The supermarket and the magical stairs.

I dream that Harry and I are going shopping at East Side Marketplace. In the dream it is night time, completely dark outside. As we enter the supermarket, I notice that everyone is lined up at the deli counter to pay for the stuff they put in their carts. I also notice that every other aisle has the lights turned out. The store is completely quiet – no piped in music, and nobody is talking at all. All I hear is the old fashioned ring of a register. It seems that perhaps there was a thunderstorm earlier and the grocery store is running on back up generators.

Harry and I have separated so we can select the foods we want to have for dinner that night. I call across the store “Harry don’t forget the lettuce!” He seems a bit embarrassed that I shouted across the store.

We now arrive at home, and we are in a room on the second floor. Harry yells upstairs that he has made a fritatta for dinner and its ready.

I am at the top of the staircase and there is something wrong with the banisters, it is completely blocking my entry way to descend the stairs. I yell to Harry that I need help.

He can’t figure why I need help, but he runs up the stairs and tells me— there is no banister Laura, watch me, follow me.

I watch him as he walks through wood. The wood itself turns into an semi-transparent film – and he just walks on through it.

At first I don’t believe that this is possible. I give it a try and I am stopped. But now Harry is at the bottom of the stairs, and he shows me again how easy it is. I believe it this time and I now can walk through wood.

He has set up a round table with a white tablecloth, blue plates and he asks me if I would like a beer.

I keep looking at him in amazement, trying to make a big deal out of what he just showed me. He gives me the same look that he did in the supermarket — sort of embarrassed, and trying not to make a big deal of this.

EOD.

July 17, 2009

Dream – 2 weeks and Baltar.

I dream that I am working in an office, the environment seems very similar to the newspaper office where I worked a long time ago.  I see the women in the office are behaving the same way that they did years ago (they even look the same).  I stand up and tell them that nothing has changed, and that I give my two week notice.  Coming up from behind me is the character from Battlestar Galactica – Baltar.  He is behind me and puts his hand on my shoulder and slowly reaches for my chest.  I am surprised by this and wonder what he has in mind.

I have to go to his office to sign paperwork.  He tries to talk me out of signing the paperwork, asking if I would stay on as his personal assistant.  When I ask what the job duties are, he clears his desk and asks me to lay down.  He’s about to show me exactly what type of job position this is.   EOD.

July 16, 2009

Dream – Mud
I dream that I have just gotten out of the shower. My ears feel full of water and it is making noises like popping shampoo bubbles. I use a q-tip and out of my ears comes alot of mud. I have to use a whole box of q tips to get my ears clean.

Dream – July 4, 2009

Rollerskating at the Amusement Park.

I dreamed that I was putting on rollerskates (the type from the 70s, not the inline skates of today). I was roller skating along the road when I came across a small amusement park. It could have been a large temporary fair, like the Marshfield Fair.

This particular area had a pretty good sized roller coaster. I stopped skating for a little while to take photos of the lights on the ride. I thought it may be fun to try to roller skate on the roller coaster.

I climb up the stairs to the top of the rollercoaster where the carts are, and I step ahead of the carts. I begin to rollerskate on the tracks going up and down and around the loops. I am going very fast, but am able to navigate the track. It actually winds up being very fun, and I even try to take photos of myself in the mirror as I am zooming by them.

EOD.

Dream – July 2, 2009

Dream – The Floating / Flying Puppy.

I am delayed in journaling this dream because of a flurry of activity….today is my dad’s birthday and I am a bit tired from the trip to Boston.

The main point of the dream is that I saw a small black and white puppy, floating in the air. In the dream itself it seemed quite natural and I didn’t really find it unusual. Sort of like – oh hey, there’s a puppy floating in the air…whatever.

There are other parts of this dream that I can’t remember two days later, but I am journaling it anyway, because Harry and I had some mutual dreaming elements last night.

June 19, 2009

Dream – The twisted tree.

I dream that I am walking around my hometown neighborhood, and I come across a home that seems vaguely familiar to me. In the front yard lives a huge tree, filled with twists and knots and bumps and branches. I find it captivating and want to ask the owner of the land for her permission to photograph it. I see her standing up in the tree, and she would love to have it photographed. I have a feeling that this tree has some sort of life of its own, a real story to tell if anyone would be receptive to listening to it. EOD

Dream Two – The Vamp’s Superpowers.
I dream that I am talking with some people who seem to have some extraordinary abilities. They are able to blink themselves in a teleport type of way to any destination that they can see. They tell me this is how they are able to travel great distances at high speeds. Anywhere that is in their vision scope is a place that they are able to “jump to” They show off some of their talents to me. I ask them how they were able to gain such powers, and it is then explained to me (with much laughter) that they are vampires. It is also explained that they will be glad to teach me the human version of this, but there may be a price to pay. It’s very tempting, and I want to learn these skills, however, I am not willing to give up my earthy experience to gain. As I walk away, I over hear them saying “I know she’ll return” EOD

June 16, 2009

Dream – The baby grow up — FAST

I dream that I have a new baby, and that he grows up very quickly. I am holding him as a newborn, and the next time I pick him up, he looks like he is 6 months old, the next time I pick him up he is almost a year. I put him down once more to get his babyfood jars, and suddenly it doesn’t make any sense that he is eating babyfood when he’s 3 years old. He seems to enjoy it anyway.

Dream – Water sailing on the sea
I dream that I am testing out a new water sailing board. The board itself is very small – enough for two feet to stand on, but it has a small motor to assist. The sail is relatively small as well, and there’s an indentation of where to put your toes.

I sail out on the lake area, and then out to a larger sea / ocean area. I see there is a very large oil rig type structure, that is churning the water in an almost whirlpool like way. I know to avoid that current, as well do all the boats. I’ve never seen any type of structure like that before. EOD

June 14, 2009

Dream – The Fire Extinguisher

I dream that I am taking a quiz. One of the questions is “How often have you had to use a fire extinguisher in your life” Well, never! But that gets me thinking about the phrase “putting out fires” and crisis, and I think that I have had a great deal of time in my life where I was constantly putting out fires caused by other people. So, now when I take the quiz, I am uncertain as to if they mean this literally or figuratively.

I finish the quiz and go to the kitchen. Amazingly enough, there is a small pan fire and I do need to use a fire extinguisher for the first time in my life.

EOD

June 13, 2009

Dream -Chef Mark Production

I dream of Stephanies husband, Mark. He is up on stage, and in front of him is an elaborate griddle / stove (reminiscent of Emeril Live). On his right there are a huge stack of red, yellow and orange peppers, and on his left there seems to be a stack of other types of veggies. The production seems to be rolling, and I see cameras and lights. He’s really enjoying the spotlight. I am not certain if this is a local presentation, but it has the feel that he has his own show on television. EOD

Dream – june 12, 2009

Dream – Ghost Train
I dream of underground tunnels, with doors that open to other train tracks. There was a train accident, and I see the ghost story of what happened before my eyes. A dozen children or so were too close to the tracks when a speeding train came through and ran them over. They all died. Now there are reports of a speeding white train that speeds through the station, a ghost train.

Dream – Feeding the kids.
There’s a large professional kitchen in a restaurant (or several restaurants put together). I see the workers putting packs of ice into the refrigerator to keep it cool. They state that they are testing the system tonight, and the power may blink on and off, and they don’t want the food to spoil. They just received a large order of “Fiesta Soup” and chicken salad.

Three boys run up to me, they are pretty small, say around ages 5 – 8 years old. They ask me for lunch and then they run and play, tucking in and out of the large freezers. I see an abundance of cans and containers…stacks upon stacks of them, in a warehouse type of feeling.

They don’t seem to be my children, but perhaps I am watching them for one of the waitresses? I begin to make them soup and sandwiches, and instead of lettuce, I slice cucumbers on top of their chicken salad sandwiches.

Dream – June 11, 2009

Dream – Harry, the Livingroom Comedian.

I dream that Harry has been listening to the local public radio here in Rhode Island. He bounces into the living room, quoting an advertisement for a local car dealer. He’s really nailed the Rhode Island accent, which sends me into a fit of dream laughter. He starts making up his own commercials in the exact same voice as the announcer on the radio. EOD.

(This wakes me up 5 minutes before my clock radio alarm clock goes off).

Dream – June 10, 2009

Dream – Glitter

I dream that I am at the gym. I am dressed in a yellow shirt that comes down to my knees. I have to pass through a very large crowd of people but I don’t recognize anyone. I run on the treadmill. When I finish, I go to the locker room to change. I see the children of one of my high school friends. They are happy to show off some glitter stickers that they have posted onto their sneakers. They ask me if they can decorate my sneakers too. Sure!

Dream Two – Counting the kids
I dream that I am teaching an art class, the kids are all sitting down and I am guessing that there are two teachers or two rooms that are to be divided. No, theses are all the kids I have. I only bought supplies for 12 kids, and when I count them, there are 48 children in the room. I begin an argument, and state that I didn’t buy enough supplies for everyone. I count and recount the kids, and have the owner count the children as well. She doesn’t see a problem. I point out that 12 was to be the maximum amount. I begin to talk to myself saying, how do I make supplies for 12 kids spread to 48!? I figure out a way to make it work by slicing up paper, and having kids share. But how will I entertain them for hours?? EOD

(I woke up with a headache).

Dream – June 6, 2009

Dream – Fishing with Hands

I dream that I am floating in a body of water. Under me is an inflatable raft of some type, sort of like a pool toy. I have tied string around each one of my fingers. I float my hand on top of the water so the strings go down into the water. From there, small crabs and small fish are hooked. I lift my hands from the water and pull the sea animals into a bucket. I am able to repeat this several times.

I notice now that I am only getting the claw parts of the crab attached to the string. On my final attempt, I pull out a new species of lobster / crab / fish type hybrid with multiple claws that have a checkerboard pattern.

June 4, 2009

Dream – Van de Castle, the Fire and the Water

I dream that I am in a jeep driving around the countryside. I look to see who is driving the car, and see that it is Robert Van de Castle. Wow! He tells me to fasten my seatbelt because we’re in for an interesting ride.

He accelerates the jeep to an almost frightening speed, until I realize that he’s extraordinarily calm, navigating hills and curves with ease.

We come to a very long steep hill, and he pushes the jeep to the limit – and as we get to the top of the hill, it overlooks a village that has been flooded by the ocean. People are rowing boats across where the street should be.

We are going to land right in that area, but he tells me not to worry and we splash right through (There is one woman who is wading knee high through the street and we almost knock her down but she just looks at us with the “what on earth are you doing in a jeep? type of look on her face). EOD

Dream continuation….
Robert is now gone, and I am entering a factory. There are at least 5 stories of staircases that must be navigated that go to lower levels of the building. The banisters are made of some type of metal piping, and the caps at the end of the pipes are glowing red hot. I hear an alarm that there is a fire in the basement, and that evacuations are necessary. Just as I hear the alarm, one of the pipe caps bursts – shooting flames across the stairway. EOD.

June 3, 2009

Dream – Nancy and the Cinema

I dream that I am sitting in a cinema theater watching a movie with Nancy. We see streams of light coming in from windows…both of us criticize the theater — who would put WINDOWs in a movie theater. Every time a car drives by, there’s streams of light that flicker onto the screen.

EOD

Dream – May 14, 2009

Dream – Pay no attention that elephant.

I dream that I am at City Hall, in the office. My purpose for being there aren’t quite clear, however I am ushered up to the Mayors Office. In his office, there is a large dead white elephant laying on its back. Everyone seems to be ignoring this dead animal. I am trying to move out of his office, but he says he would like to talk with me.

As I begin to talk, I explain my side of the story from the museum, he looks at me with a smile, but doesn’t seem to acknowledge or even want to really talk about what happened.

I wake up thinking of the saying: Pay no attention the the elephant in the room.

Of course, this particular dream elephant was dead – so perhaps this is a dead issue, and shouldn’t be pursued. EOD

Dream – May 11, 2009

Dream – Alien War.

This is one of those novel-type dreams with some sort of subplots and characters. Perhaps I was influenced by too much Star Trek lately.

There are aliens on a planet that look like humans. They are fighting various groups that seem like the dregs of society on the planet. There are special glasses that can be used to determine what type of under armor metal exists beneath the skin.

What more is that there seems to be either a civil war between the alien race, or some type of power struggle for leadership.

In the dream I am a human, and sympathetic to the cause of humans that believe in what the aliens are trying to accomplish. I believe that I am walking and fighting amongst other humans that I have known for years.

This group of human beings has a stockpile of weapons, each one designed to dissolve the metal of the alien skin depending on what type of alien they are. There are special glasses to see clearly. There are special weapons of defense.

I am handed a set of glasses, and when I put them on, I discover that most of my friends are aliens. Internally, I am surprised, but they are all looking at me as if to say – you know our secret now – and testing my reaction to see if I would reveal their true identities. They hand me a weapon and invite me to come along in their next fight.

The fight takes place in what seems to be a very run down, crack infested hotel. I am to hide in the bathroom until I am called upon. The bathroom is disgusting, with two toilets, one of which has overflowed onto the floor. There’s piles of wet and soggy toilet paper that I must step into. I finally stand up on top of the second toilet to avoid walking in the mush.

There’s now chasing, and firing of the special weapons. My particular gun shoots a chemical goo onto the skin of an alien. It the goo matches the metal of the alien, it starts to disintergrate the skin. If it is not a match, it just angers the alien and it will start fighting with me.

The aliens they are fighting against someone send a magnetic wave, which bleaches the skin and bones of my friends. They all look ghostly now, with pale white skin and features. Since I am human, I am not affected by this magnetic attack – and am able go go forward and gun down the leader of the group.

I shoot my gun, and this alien / man starts to crackle, and I can see a webbing of energy / chemical mix start to attack his system. Soon he is gone.

EOD

Dream – May 5. 2009

Dream – I see myself.

I dream that I am witnessing myself at a picnic table, having lunch with some friends (I don’t recognize them). My hair is mostly blonde, and longer. I am wearing a shirt that shows off my back, and I can see the bones of my spine. Not in a gross way, but in a way that indicates that I have been working out and my muscles are very strong and my body is lean.

The sweater I am wearing is white, and I have blue jeans on.
EOD

Dream – May 4, 2009

Dream – Elastic Tribal Man
I dream that I am standing in front of a table. I get the impression it is a conference or registration, or some type of work. From the corner of my eye, I see a very tall and thin black man slide through a gate. It is unnatural in the way he moves, as if his body is made of elastic. I ask for him to leave the area. He reappears again from above me, melting like hot wax and reappearing again. This time I see that he has some type of tribal scarring on his face. This happens for a third time, and finally I lose my patience — PLEASE LEAVE. He appears in front of my face as if he teleported from one area to another. This spooks me so much that I wake up.

(when I open my eyes, my body is still asleep in a paralyzed type way. I hear the clanking of dresser drawer handles that I had a child, however there’s no metal drawers like that in this apartment). EOD

April 30, 2009

Dream – A family meeting.
I dream that Harry and I are preparing for his family to visit for dinner. We have a new dining room table, and I am putting plates around the table. I see his parents and sister enter, and the kids come running in. Harry shakes the hand of Edwin and shows him around the house.

We are all sitting around the table now starting to eat. There is a knock at the door and Harry is really excited. He tells people that someone important is at the door and to make room. He picks up Ilze and hands her to me, and she starts to giggle, thinking this musical chairs is funny.

Through the door walks a man, shorter than Harry, with dark hair and a beard. I get the impression that he’s a family member, or a mentor of Harry’s. He sits with him, so happy that he’s at the table that he almost forgets that there are other people sitting here too. EOD

Dream Two – Melting laptop

I dream that I am having problems with my laptop. Its a brand new model known for its ability to squish up like fabric to be stored. However, the screen part of it keeps dripping over like a Dali painting. Its starting to aggravate me that this screen continues to be flopping over when I try to read my emails. EOD

April 24, 2009

Dream – A Ball of Energy

I dream that Harry and I are in the basement of a science lab. There are other people that I sort of recognize from perhaps being associated with the dreaming community. There are some scientists in a laboratory experimenting with magnets and energy. There is a large hologram of the globe in front of us. We are told to put on virtual reality glasses to see the effects of their latest experiment.

If their product (experiment) is released on a global scale, it could have major negative results world power. There would be wars and sabotage, the world would cover in ice and population as we know it would be wiped out. Well, that was an intense presentation. We take our virtual reality goggles off.

The second part of the presentation is explained that modifications to this experiment have been made to actually benefit people on an individual basis – there is talk that it will change type of molecular memory level of the body. Well, that sounds interesting.

We are brought into a room and asked to put on white Haz-Mat suits (okay, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea – I think in my head). I am assured by the scientists that this will be beneficial.

The ground below us changes into a bouncy type of 1/4 sphere that we are to stand on. There is a humming noise, and out of the wall shoots a “ball of energy” about the size of a baseball.

It is made of some type of hybrid organic / energy matter and is blue and hot white in color. As we hold it, is has a vibrational quality to it.

Harry and I begin to toss it back and forth to one another. We’re then asked to come back next week to report even minor physical or emotional changes that we experience. EOD

April 22, 2009

Dream One: Flutter
I dream that Zac is staying with me for a week. We are both ready for bed, and he starts to fall asleep in his bedroom. I am in my own bed reading a book. I suddenly hear him yell: Mom – there’s something in my room! He’s almost frozen in fear. I have to enter his room and take him out, and after much discussion I tell him he can fall asleep in my bed. He curls up next to me like he used to when he was 4 or 5 years old. I realize that he’s about 15 years old in this dream. He’s scared, shaking a little bit. I stay awake and talk with him, wrapping him up in a large blanket for comfort. He tells me he saw dark shadows and the sound of flapping wings, but finally he falls asleep. I stay awake on guard. EOD

Dream Two: Harry and the Spirit Guide
Harry has taken me to his new home. He has purchased farmland and wants to give me a tour of the property. I am a bit surprised that he purchased a farm but he assures me: “Laura there is a good reason why I chose this place.” I trust him.

As we are walking, I notice that Harry is wearing very American styled construction / farm boots. We have to walk on a path that is a bit muddy. In the middle of a field, there is a huge chunk of jagged rock. This rock is at least the size of a two story house.

He tells me that this rock actually has paths on it, in a labyrinth type style. He jumps up on the rock, turns around and pulls me up. He navigates the natural patterns and path of the rock with ease. I myself am having some difficulty. As he and I turn a corner, I have to hold on to a ridge which winds up being filled with a dark dirt compost type substance.

Its is at that time that a Native American Indian appears before me. He tells me that is it okay to get 10 fingers into the dirt. I stop to listen to him, but Harry continues along the rock.

I notice that he is perfectly balanced, doesn’t use his arms or hands to grasp the rock ridges for support. He is fearless and confident of the height and grooved uneven path.

The Native American tells me that “He has walked this path for many lifetimes” Then he dissolves into thin air.

I want to catch up with Harry, but I am going slow. I see him now on the top of the rock smiling at me. EOD

Dream Three: Chinese Love Story
(This was the longest and most detailed dream I’ve had in years and years, with a complete cast of characters, plot, theme, etc.)

The setting of this dream seems to be in China, very early in either the 1800s at some point. There is an American woman and a Chinese man who have fallen in love. There is an entire village who know of their true love for one another. However, the parents of the Chinese Man have not approved of the woman. Their tradition dictates that this man must marry a Chinese woman. The man must honor his parents, and he is forced to stay with the Chinese woman. The American grieves.

A chinese man hands her a large swatch of black fabric, and states that all the possessions that her love gave her must be wrapped in black. This kills the energy of the connection, and shows the village that she is in grief.

She decides to go through all the ancient Chinese traditions to prove her honor. This seems like a series of contests, initiations, and challenges that all females in their country must go through. One scene she is being coached by a woman who shows her how to balance on the edge of a round horse corral while wild horses run and gallop close to her. The goal is to not fall into the canal, into the horse shit, or to be trampled by the wild horses. She succeeds.

Now she must climb and navigate cavernous areas filled with moss and water. It is slippery, dark and there seems to be someone either chasing her, or competing with her to reach the end first. She has the feeling that if she doesn’t complete the challenge, that she will have to stay in the dark cavern for 30 days. But again, she succeeds in her navigation.

The final competition is now a direct challenge between herself and the Chinese woman who has stolen her man’s heart. He is a witness to this challenge, and is torn as to who he must support. His traditional Chinese woman, or the American woman who he really loves. The village knows of his conflict, but it is the village who decides which woman he will be allowed to marry.

The final contest is set on the top of a mountain. There are large tables with ink. There is a large banner of stretched silk that has been presented to both competitors. There is a woman in the middle who moderates and times the competition.

The Chinese woman is familiar with this contest, having witnesses many of her friends take the same challenge. She assumes that she has the upper hand in this contest, and will definitely win and be with the man forever as it has been through the tradition and throughout history. She knows the task and has prepared beforehand.

The American woman is completely surprised by the challenge. No one gave her any clue as to this final task.

The goal of this final contest is to paint on silk, a painting of their emotions and what they feel they deserve.

The Chinese woman sets to work right away. The American woman seems to go into some type of memory flashback / trance. She spills ink on the silk, she then creates beautiful expressions out of the accidents. She paints in details her journey with the Chinese man via symbolism, the places they have visited, flowers she had been given by him. Her painting is dark, moody, with interjections of color which symbolize the light that she feels when she is with him.

People start gathering around this woman, wanting to help her finish the painting – she rejects their offers politely – the crowd knows that this is her personal journey.

There is a larger crowd now gathering both women, uncertain as to who to support. With only 5 minutes remaining in the contest, she asks the moderator for the one color that is missing from the ink bottles. Black. The moderator cries out that the color black has never been used traditionally in this competition and she does not have it.

The American cries. Her tears are pouring down her face. They drop onto her pallette of ink, running all the colors together, thus making the black ink color.

She makes a heart symbol and paints a quick portrait of her love. She stitches this onto the reverse side of the silk. The contest is now over.

The next step is for a representative to exhibit the paintings to the village.

The Chinese woman’s painting is in all pink blossoms, traditional Chinese calligraphy – beautifully executed, a true traditional piece of Chinese artwork. The crowd cheers for her!!

The American woman’s art is presented – and the crowd is silent until they really look closely that this piece tells a completely story of the connection the two people had with one another. The moderator states that the stitching is symbolic that the man’s future is not yet determined and the first time that black ink has been represented. (somehow this is important).

The crowd then goes wild with cheering the American woman. There is an understanding of their true love story that has been painted into the fabric of the hearts of the lovers and now the village. There are also tears of happiness in the crowd.

The man looks at the American woman from across the very opposite ends of the area. They catch each other’s eyes, and they exchange a knowing smile.

End of Dream.

April 18, 2009

Dream – Basketball?

I dream that I have a broken arm and it is a sling. I’ve returned to the museum to see how they are doing on their renovations. They have put up black shades and have put up a strange cage type black nettings and accordion walls. All the artwork is strewn around the floor. One wall is covered in really horrible artwork that is dusty and frames are broken. They never bothered to purchase new pedestals for sculpture. The new stage is made of marble.

There is a group of people I don’t recognize who are hanging art on the netting. I tell them to remove the netting and take it all down. I start organizing the helpers – put all the art on the floor to right side of the wall so no one steps on it, bring this down, why is this black netting here?

I tell one volunteer who is standing on a ladder type platform to take it all down. The place looks like a giant basketball hoop. He refuses saying I don’t have the authority to make such commands. EOD

April 6, 2009

Title: Chinese Ribbon Dance

I am in an audience, watching dancers practice for an upcoming performance. I must be part of the crew somehow because there are only a few people watching. I see the director and some of the lighting and stage crew.

There is a single dancer on the stage, swirling red and yellow ribbons. I could hear no music.

After her dance, she asks me if I would like to learn how to ribbon dance. She hands me black and silver metallic ribbons. She shows me some basic hand movements and simple swirls. EOD