I'm in a living room with a group of guys. I was already there and they have just returned from some sort of activity. Steve is among them and asks me to find a specific set of pictures. I have a long tray of a series of Polaroids and I tell him I will look through them and I'm confident I can find the set of pictures he's looking for.
I am on the floor sorting through the pictures one at a time. An oversized picture in black-and-white like a 6 x 10, pops out and I put it aside to my right. It is a picture of my mother I say this out loud. It doesn't look like my mother in real life, it looks like a suitably older woman. It's a dark photo with dark face with a scarf over her hair. She has dark eyes and dark hair. There's something familiar about her general appearance or facial structure. I find another outsized picture and I'm still discussing it as if it's a picture of my mother. But it's a distorted picture of a man. I fold it over to manipulate the image. I do this a couple of times.
Then I find the pictures I'm looking for. They're not a set of Polaroids. They are in a tiny little cubicle that has photos inside them and a ball chain handle. It is obviously very old. I start looking at the pictures almost like I'm watching a movie. There's a series of pictures when you watch them one next to the other you get a sense of motion of the people that the pictures are taken of. It has pictures of two young women. I think I remember they were taken at a school fair. These are friends of Steve. The first is a beautiful poised young blond woman dressed in white/light clothes, Like carefree pictures of a young Audrey Hepburn perfectly poised. The other girl, possibly younger is much less poised. She is approximately the same age but has short cropped blond hair. She has lots of energy and enthusiasm . She is moving around rapidly and is laughing, having fun but has an unmet expectation. . It is obvious to me that she is in love with Steve, but it is unrequited. It makes me very sad to see the photograph. At some point I think later in the dream I show it to someone else and I cry. Perhaps during the extended negotiation.
The Long Climb
I have been on a series of difficult tasks. They involve being outdoors, climbing over things, negotiating difficult and dangerous obstacles. I'm am well out in front of the others. I have one person with me and we're climbing up the side of a building. It may be an apartment building. As we look up I can see balconies that are hanging off the back of the building. There is a thin ladder that we could possibly climb up going from one floor to the next. I look up and see that the ladder ends. I can see that it starts up again on the opposite side of the balcony. The ladder starts on the right, ends and rsumes on the left. I ask him if he still wants to complete the task knowing that looks very dangerous but conceivably possible. I think we go ahead.
Extended Negotiations
I want to buy something and I come up to like an outdoor counter. It is not a conventional store. It's more like a farmer's market. I tell the person who is working behind the counter that I want to buy something. He is a maybe in his 30s kind of roughly dressed. Seems to be a happy kind a guy. I tell him I want to buy 5 pounds and while I don't use the words we are talking about marijuana. He says he thinks he can do it but he's not sure and then starts an extended series of activities that are supposed to lead to the purchase. We are not negotiating but he is trying to figure out how to do this. I'm very patiently happily watching and waiting and offering suggestions. He is picking up all sorts of other greens and things that he's grown. There is a scale and he's trying to guesstimate how much that is. During all this I'm very concerned about how much it's going to cost. Because I think for me this is a very large quantity. As I think this, I also mention that eventhough this is a large quantity, I may be back next week for more.
At some point during his trial and errors I offer to come and work for him the next day, as partial payment. I imagine doing some things that I might do uniquely for him. I wake up before negotiations and the transaction are completed.
Notes: Eventhough I moved I had vivid recall of the dream and two prior ones. Cool.
What is the dreaming telling me? Not sure. Deffinately somehting about weed consumption by me and one who shall remain nameless.
What am I going to do about it? Not sure.
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