Some people say their dreams are in vivid color that play across their mind or subconscious like a movie. And the next morning when they wake up they can tell you about the dream in detail.
Do you remember your dreams? Most of the time I don't.
But last night....last night was different. Well, actually it was early this morning in that kind of twilight between sleep and awake. I realized I was in a dream. The early part of the dream is very fuzzy but there was a connection between this woman and a man. They are upstage left in a restaurant. They could have been a husband and wife at a table or maybe the chef and the woman who took care of the front of the restaurant. Like I say, it is fuzzy.
Then the dream becomes very vivid. Two women walk in downstage right. Both attractive. One with blond hair back in a bun or french twist. She was wearing a simple 1930's bias-cut dress in white wool jersey. The other was in a stylish fitted royal blue suit with a short but not short-short skirt, deep neckline and a large Kate Middleton hat set at a jaunty tilt.
Next the three women are seated at a table center stage. There is a bit of small talk. Then the Kate Middleton hat lady pushes a small envelope toward the restaurant woman. On the front of the envelope is written a large sum of money and something like "Take it and leave now." The restaurant woman reacts with shock. From that point on, if I would have had a pencil I could have been writing dialogue. The words were just pouring out although now I can't remember exactly what they were.
Was this a pay off for a mistress or wife? Was it the old corporate golden handshake, take your severance and go?
Why did I have this dream? What does it mean? Does it mean I need to go shopping for some fashionable clothes or get a new hair style? Or, is it a plot for a 10-minute play? Maybe the muse is channeling a great novel or screen play and I need to be ready. Should I go to bed tonight with a pen and pad in my hand ready to transcribe? You never know about these things.
Hey, it is my dream so stop it! I can hear you laughing!
It must be dream time. This morning I had a dream that I was in Mexico with my wife (a woman I have never seen before) and my former long-time girl friend (who I should have married 30 years ago). We were going to a town festival where all of the bodies of children are dug up and brought to the Catholic church for blessing. So, I grabbed the coffin of my older brother, who died before he was 1, and joined the profession. My wife hurried ahead yelling that we could catch a combi. My girl friend told me we could take our time by walking to the church.
ReplyDeleteThe Jung-Freud debate can begin. But I think I understand this dream quite well. And it is why I like all of my dreams. Just as I thoroughly enjoyed yours.
I love your dream. Thanks for sharing it. I wish I could remember my dreams more often. They could be good blog fodder.
DeleteI had a vivid dream too...and I remember thinking, "The reason I have to sit here in this group of people naked is that, because I am dreaming, I am paralyzed and so I can't get up and get dressed."
ReplyDeleteWhile the dream is interesting (as dreams tend to be) what I am mesmerized by is the painting (photo?) of the table scape. I can't stop looking at it. Brilliant composition! Wow. Just stunning.
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Thanks Barbara, It was taken with my small Olympus camera, the file was transferred to the iPad and put through the Glaze app. That is what makes it look a bit like a painting.
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