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 have been having lots of dreams with disconnected imagery In this one Shane/not Shane was cheating on me. It had become so ordinary that I didn't notice. My house was full of extra children making messes, leaving food and bedding and crumbs everywhere, all of them boys. The house was dark and under cared for. There were puppies in the house too, lots of tiny puppies and I remember thinking, "Why didn't Shane have this dog neutered? My mom will think it is totally irresponsible to bring so many unwanted dogs into the world". Next I am standing in a room/not room, my boys are nearby playing. I am taking off the head of this human size knitted stuffed doll. It is beautiful and knitted out of undyed wools of various colors. I am pulling out the strings that sewed the head to the body, suddenly I realize that I am not okay with my life. I turn to Shane/not-Shane who looks trim and gorgeous in tight geometric patterned pants and a butt...
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.
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