1. A series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring in the mind during certain stages of sleep.
2. A daydream; a reverie.
3. A state of abstraction; a trance.
4. To conceive of; imagine.
5. A condition or achievement that is longed for; an aspiration.
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Snippet I am traveling underwater looking up at the surface of a great river. I am watching geese from below, watching them swim. I can see beyond to the sky and geese in flight.
My teacher is seated at a round table in a kitchen that seems enclosed but really extends into the world beyond where there are trees and also a small dirt path Winding to the left with a young girl walking on it. I am on the phone with my mom. I seem to be so preoccupied with a very superficial conversation that I am ignoring my teacher's presence. I am almost "acting" the part of a conversation, laughing loudly and appearing very interested in the nonsense I am talking about. When I hang up the phone I apologize for not noticing that she was waiting for me. The apology is too profuse, almost put on and overdone. My teacher says nothing but begins opening a white bag in which are small objects wrapped in white tissue. I am so preoccupied with my apology (which even to me sounds disingenuous) that I never see any of these gifts unwrapped. My teacher doesn't leave. She sits at the table. She isn't impatient nor irritated but I think ...
I am with Cody we are in a house, talking. I tell him that I can't be just friends and that I don't want him to keep showing up in my dreams/ house and messing with my emotions. I look up and we kiss, passionately and I sink into loving him. I feel such a deep peace. Then things shift and Cody becomes more possessive and I find that I want him in my life forever but I still need lots of room to breathe and be free. The dream shifts and there is still Cody but he is speaking to me with Dan's voice...the voice of someone who will love me no matter what and who gets me. He is speaking to me at a very deep level of my consciousness. (It was powerful but I wasn't able to recall much of it upon waking.) Next, he says. "Now it is time to listen". Cody's face fades away and I wake up.
I am in Alaska I think. There are whales. Whales who sometimes have to embody as humans. I am at a station of sorts and there is a deep underground tunnel (not so much a tunnel as it goes nearly straight down via a spiral stair case). This tunnel opens onto a view of the moon that is unparalleled from what I am told. I begin the descent. One of the docents tells me to turn right when the time comes otherwise you come up at an easier vantage but not nearly as spectacular. I descend. Soon I am just gliding down the central pole that holds the spiral stairs in place. There are sights along the way. Areas for kids to stop and play. I realize that few people come this far. I keep going and become a bit frightened by the notion that I could easily be buried alive deep beneath the earth. Than the thought occurs to me that sometimes in order to see the moon fully you have to enter deep, deep into the earth.
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