Friday, May 10, 2013

Back bone

May 7, 2013

This very odd dream takes me to unusual places and situations. In the beginning, I find myself with a woman. She is youthful and rebellious. Strangely, she removes a bone from her back and hands it to me. It is a very strange bone, not a typical vertebrae or bone you would see in a spine. It had a center bone with two bones extending from each side, similar to the shape of a letter "m," but not quite. In a way, it looked like wings.

I keep the strange bone with me and later notice I'm observing the woman and how her back and shoulders just don't look right. I approach her and tell her it's time to put the bone back into her. She exposes her back and her skin opens. I place the bone back in. Later, she asks me to take it out again. I comply, but this time I end up with the bone for a long time and the girl disappears.

I'm then walking in a park-like setting on a trail. I keep pulling the bone out, wondering where the woman is and why I have this thing. It is slowly drying up and beginning to splinter and flake. Each time I pull it out of my pocket, the more worn it becomes. I begin to feel there is no chance now of putting it back into the woman. It is too lifeless and worn now. I hold it in my hands, wondering what to do and what will happen to the girl without the bone in  her back. Flakes of the bone fall and blow away in the wind. Then blood begins to drip out of it onto the ground. I continue to hold it, still unsure of what to do. I get down on the ground and try to clean up the blood that has fallen, as people walk by on the trail. Then I realize it has bled onto the ground and into the dirt and that there is no need to clean it up. I cover the mess with dirt and move on walking the trail.

Then I notice that I have an old radio/tape player in my hands. I'm walking on the path, listening to music. Something I would surely be annoyed by. At this point, I'm not sure if I still have the bone or not and I find myself in a strange place. I can't quite explain what it is. It's a place where people go, seemingly for entertainment. It's dark, with halls filled with strange lights. People are walking through the halls, similar to a haunted house during Halloween. I'm there alone, between groups of people, wandering the dark mysterious hallways with others. Finally, I come out of whatever I was just in and into a parking lot outside. I quickly notice I'm missing my shoes, my jacket, my radio and my dog! I begin to panic and wonder how I lost these things, especially the shoes off my feet! I try to figure out what to do and assume someone will find my stuff. Then my mother approaches me in the parking lot, holding my shoes and jacket. She says she is going to call 911 to find my dog and radio. I think to myself that she is crazy and tell her there is no need for that, it is not an emergency, I'll find my dog and radio. Just then, a woman approaches me with my dog and radio, as if she knew who I was and that the things belonged to me. This was strange to me, because I did not know her and did not know how she knew I was the owner. Regardless, I was happy to have all of my things back, especially my dog.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Flood


Monday, May 6th

I find myself with family, spending time outdoors. A storm rolls in. My mom and I take shelter in an old cabin. Suddenly, we are in  a torrential down pour, one like I've never seen before. We can barely see through the rain. Even though we are inside this old structure for protection, it is falling apart around us. Rivers of water begin forming and rushing with so much force. They rush around us on all sides. We are on the second floor of this old, wooden cabin and everything is collapsing around us. I hold on to my mother for dear life as she is swept under the water and fighting to keep above the currents. I do my best to keep us afloat, but it is so difficult with the rain pouring so hard, the building crumbling around us and the flood waters raging past us. The struggle is short though, as the rain soon begins to subside. From there, I find myself wandering back down out of the building and into the landscape that was surrounding us. There is a place where the open spaces become a thick forest. I look to the ground and see the many newly flowing streams in the Earth, now gently flowing with freshly fallen rain. The forest opens up before me and suddenly, the once lifeless trees are now budding and blooming with life, lush and green, drenched in rain and sunbeams. The entire dream is in black and white until I look into the forest.