1. I had gone through some wilderness mash-up in which the parts of my body had been switched with one another or other objects, while I was lost for a long time. I was trying to make sense of the duration of the experience. What I thought was 3 hours could have been 3 years.
2. There was a little girl, maybe 8, confined to a room in a zoo, though not close to other animals or in an animal habitat. It was in a basement of a building, though in the context of the dream I knew it to be the zoo.
She asked for help from another person, then from me. She wanted to escape. I knew the people ostensibly responsible for her, for this situation, though not parents. I attempted to find their number in my phone to text them, and promised the girl I would resolve the problem. I stayed there a while, without entering the room, until she went to sleep. The only name I could think of was Bob Cranshaw or Crenshaw, the bass player who played with Sonny Rollins for years. (Sonny died yesterday!!), so I could not text the "Bob" in question.
Now I was with the "Bob" that was responsible for the girl. We were doing something else together and I thought it was fortunate I had found him. I laid down the law to him, gravely but not with any anger, in a way he could not argue against. I said something about child protective services. I had resolved the situation.
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The dreams are about care of self and care of others. Bob is not Bob, but another version of myself.
1 comment:
Is it fair to say that this is an excellent dream (one of your best, let's say)? If so, am I praising your dreaming or your writing?
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