dreams: October 30, 1998
picking out "Morning Glory"
I'm at a concert with lots of other people. The theater is
dark, except for the lit stage. I'm standing right at the front
edge of the stage (it comes up to my chest). I'm holding a box of
my CDs, tapes and records. Holly Berman, Jacob Bornstein and
Noli
are next to me. They're telling me to pick out a song to give to the
DJ so that we can all listen to it. Everyone's waiting for me,
and no music is being played. Holly keeps telling me to find
"Morning Glory" -- not any specific song, but a type of song, referring
to how it will affect the energy of the crowd. I finally find a song;
its name on the case is not in English but is depicted by pictures
of little colorful farm animals.
Then the theater is empty. There's a big comfortable bed over
to the side. Everything is dark, except the bed is softly illuminated.
It has a maroon/plum colored bedspread. I'm lying on it with Miles.
We're cuddling, gently embracing each other. It feels easy and
comfortable. We're listening to a CD on a diskman (Wild Colonials?). He
gets up to go get ready for bed (to brush his teeth, etc.).
the Boumans keep me grounded
NEXT, A group of people are sitting around in a living room.
Noli, Laurie Hoye, Kathie Olsen,
Sue Bouman, Marie (Ami), Silas,
Phoebe and others are here. People are exchanging wrapped gifts.
Sue or Marie gives me a package present; it's wrapped in exotic
dark red paper. Others are also getting the same package. I open
mine. The first thing I see is a little copper bowl with a
stirrer-thing. It has green paste in it. I ask if it's a
facial cream/mask. "No, it's to keep your chair grounded," someone
says. I take a little pinch, roll it into a ball and put it on
the round metal bottom of the wooden chair leg. Then I do the other
leg too. When I set it back down, the chair doesn't slide -- it just
sticks to the floor because the paste keeps it there.
- FIN -