Monday, August 13, 2007

Lauretta's Dream

A recurring dream is that I am high in the sky on a long thin pole - something like a brush handle. There is nothing around except blue sky and the pole is not attached to anything. I am merely suspended in space. I do not know how I climbed up (but I know I did) for there are no footholes, no mountains. It's beautiful - open skies, clouds, and birds, but I begin to panic about getting down again. This takes up a lot of the dream - being anxious - yet somehow I do reach terra firma - but it frightens me into waking up.

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