Trianglulation

6:07am

Triangulation (Big Dream)

I am working with someone to accomplish a specific task. We are driving around a large city, likely LA, and choosing locations for our project. We need to find or build three towers that have a specific geometric and geographic relationship with one another.

We have two sites chosen and are traveling by car to the third. There is traffic congestion that will make traveling to the third very difficult. I get an inspired idea to intuitively choose the site for the third. We normally were just given instructions after someone else had done the complex calculations, but I could see that a very close and convenient location would suffice perfectly. The calculations proved the choice to be correct.

There will be some kind of a transmission device on each tower. It will provide something vital to the triangulated area. As I am going in and out of the dream, I have several instances of the exact nature of there devices coming in and out of focus or morphing form.

Notes: As I was journaling the dream, I realized what this may be about. The big idea for development in Chatham County. WiFi...cheap for the new developments or free (sliding scale) for those in broadcast distance.

Side note 1: I want to climb the tower on rope and harness. Teach kids to do it. Work with Charlie. Build a small platform only accessible by rope and harness.


Side note 2: I want to have Steve channel Salli.

The Arrangement [Big Dream]

8:59am

An Arranged Courtship with a Finessed Visit to a Sacred Object

I am visiting with an older wealthier friend. I have an immediate problem with Weejee I want his help with. She has something like a shot in her side. It is metallic, almost like a bullseye. It is a dream logic infused medical problem. She does not seen to be in any pain or discomfort, but needs attention.

The more important part of our conversation are my plans for the future. They are very precise. I want to arrange for a protégé of mine to meet with a very prominent young woman in a socially accepted manner. Similar to the formal introductions of a future arranged marriage or courtship. My friend has an association with the young woman's family and a perfect location for the meeting to take place. It is an old and distinguished space/office/study. I can see the old dark wooden floors with antique leather and wood furniture.

The meeting is to take place without my friend being present. Bob (someone named Bob) is to act as the young woman's chaperone. I am to come, possibly with my nephew. There are a number of particular arrangements that will need to be made for this to be done properly. I however, have a hidden agenda.

At his meeting I want to invite the young woman to view a particular object in another location, also owned by my friend. There is a sense of urgency to the viewing. The visit to the object, I come to believe, is the more important goal. The object may be sacred and/or powerful. It may be made of precious materials and have some complexity to its design. It is a work of art as well as important.

This make three distinct things I am asking of my friend/mentor.

Notes: I reviewed this dream many times making sure I did not forget it. The original version was a dream, I then went through the steps several times. I heard Cindy's snooze go off at least 4 times. It was only after several reviews that the access to the sacred object seemed to take on more importance. I meditated and had some exercise yesterday. Was this the impetus for the planning and precision in this dream.

What is the dream telling me? Unlike many recent dreams that were filled with uncertainty and lack of direction, this one was very complex and precise. I believe it is related to my taking initial steps in calming my mind and conditioning my body.

What am I going to do about it? Take it to the Rhine Center Dream Group for interpretation (tonight!)

Danny Boy

2:21 p.m.

Danny Boy [Big Dream] [Rated R: Mature Theme]

I am in a crowded working place. Maybe a market. There's a lot of bustling and moving around there are tables People carrying heavy loads. I am with at least one other person. Is not clear what I am doing. There is an ominous feeling to my work We are working very hard at What maybe Meat Processing. Sam's rows big slabs of raw meat. There's some blood. Again a lot of activity. This goes on for an extended. Of time.

The more I work the more I realize something is very wrong. These are not animal carcasses these are human carcasses. Somehow the person that I am working with and I are responsible for killing them. I have no memory of the incident. But I have an increasing knowledge of who these people are and that the circumstances of their deaths were very complex.

These are not random strangers they were people that I was very close to. They were part of a larger extended family. The people that run the family the Patriarchs run the business that I'm working on. They don't realize what we have done. So I am working on these carcasses trying to destroy the evidence so that I will not be discovered. We are getting close to the end of our task when someone realizes something is very wrong. They start looking for us and we start hiding underneath all of the furniture and the activity.

We are crawling around. The people looking for us don't realize we're there. So they're very concerned, they're very anxious but they aren't looking for us in the immediate vicinity. I have a deep sense of guilt and purpose. I have no idea why I did this, but it was no accident. Then all hell breaks loose. there is frantic chasing grabbing escaping. Everyone knows us. Please try to hide in plain sight. At some point when we get just Out Of Reach for a side of our pursuers we stand up act relax and walking to the marketplace. Several people see us and recognize us they are not aware that anything odd is going on. We casually walk out of town with the intention of ever coming back. 

"Danny Boy"

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling

From glen to glen, and down the mountain side

The summer's gone, and all the roses falling

It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow

It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying

If I am dead, as dead I well may be

You'll come and find the place where I am lying

And kneel and say an ave there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me

And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be

For you will bend and tell me that you love me

And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

Notes: I'm calling this a big dream for a couple of reasons. Initially it is the intensity and strangeness of the emotions. And the fact that someone was murdered by me. The other thing is how long my memory of this dream persisted. I went to bed early in the morning like 7 o'clock. I suspect I had this dream around 10 o'clock in the morning. I briefly woke up. Rollover went immediately back to sleep. when I awoke later maybe a couple of hours. I felt like I'd gone back into the dream and relive the whole thing. I had no specific memory from list last dream session but still very clear images of the dream that happened a couple of hours before. I named it I reviewed it. I went back to sleep. After all now several hours I still have a very clear memory of this dream. It gives me very uneasy feeling. I have no idea what this means.

Danny Boy: The title of the song came to me. I thought that it was because the setting felt vaguely rural Irish. Now that I look at the lyrics, it is about dying. If you had asked me what this song is about (I have heard pieces of it a million times) I would just say sweet memories of Ireland. Weird. 

The Pilgrims, The Transition: In Six Parts [Big Dream]

8:30 AM  (Day 2 of 40 Day Intensive)

The Pilgrims

I am with a group of modern pilgrims. Israelis? They are together in a complex each evening. There is something special about one of the young women. She has blonde hair and is dressed in white. She glows. She may be a virgin or some other special status. She has walked a long distance by herself to join the group.

There comes word of another special person, a man. He is still traveling but will join the group in a few days. His journey has also been long and solitary.

As time goes on the anticipation grows. There is an understanding that he will interact with the sacred young woman is a unique way. The time of his arrival comes but he doesn't come to see her immediately. The evening progresses and still he does not present himself. The next morning he doesn't appear and meet her either.

So all of the blessed anticipation of this union has now come to uncertainty and tension. What are his motives? She is still expectant, but her hopes begin to fade.

As I watch this non-dance unfold I go back-and-forth from concentrating on the woman to the man and back-and-forth. I am less certain of the man's motivation and of his purity. I'm concerned that he is being manipulative.

Nothing explicit happens. I wake up.

Notes. Even though I woke up and moved abruptly I still remembered the dream. I went to bed late after, 3:00 in the morning so now at 8:30 this is about five hours. Excellent opportunity for wake back to bed hybrid method.

I am doing more reality checks (Day 2 of 40) and paying much more attention to detail. I see the shadow from my finger as it approaches my palm. I notice the difference between the single shadow outside and the multiple shadows cast on my palm inside. I try and fell my palm feeling my finger, separate from my finger feeling my palm. I try and anticipate it going through my palm.

9:30am

The Transition: In Six Parts [Big Dream] [S: DreamLeaf, x2 all at once]

Part I: The First Try; Failure

I am in what is possibly a castle. I'm anticipating the results of a major effort. I have created a woman. She is encased in metal like a knight from the Middle Ages. She has been asleep or unconscious and I'm about to wake her.

She wakes up. I can see through the metal that she has a female shape. But really the only part of her I can see directly is her face encased in a metal helmet. She opens her eyes, she looks at me, and starts screaming. I am horrified. My point of view suddenly shifts and I'm looking straight down on her from above. I can just see her face her body is underneath and obscured. I'm not sure if I'm doing something to her or if it is just happening spontaneously, but she screams as she starts melting down or shrinking down to nothing. She is not just screaming in pain, she is screaming directly at me, blaming me.

I think to myself, well that was a failure. Back to the drawing board. I don't think those words exactly but that's the idea.

Part II.  Further Incubation

Apparently there are many other people doing something similar to what I am doing. They have a body that is encased in something, it might be metal, it might be some kind of cloth. But instead of opening up the case like I did, they are lathering it with this thick cream or paste. So they are allowing them to stay in this sort of cocoon thing much longer. As the goo is rubbed over the body it gets softer and it continues to mature. I think of the thing in these cocoons as women but they don't have the shape of women. There are no woman protruding breasts. It's just like a three-dimensional stick figure, so you can't tell any gender by looking at it.

The word is circulating that this is a much more successful approach. So while my first attempt was literally a screaming failure there seems to be a Way Forward.

Part III. The Plan

The plan has to do with escaping Captivity in this Castle. All the people involved seem to be young men. I'm part of a larger group or a cohort. The plan is nothing more than to run away, go out into a large field and hide. It is not a grassy field it's a big torn up area with large piles of branches and sticks and rough stones . We explore and play for a while but then it's time to hide.

We hunker down under the dirt and branches and try to hide. I'm looking up through a small hole in the cover. I see a woman reaching down. She's like a giant. She's is 10 or 20 feet tall and when her hand comes down to grab me it completely obscures my view. She does grab me and I am captured. This happens again possibly multiple times. We need a better plan.

Part IV. Escape Into the Woods

There's another scene of us going into this field and burrowing down in the debris. Once again our captors come and find us and start picking people up and taking them back. I then get the idea to run away. I am not running, I am moving through the air.. I don't feel the movement, I just see a rapidly moving point of view like a flying camera. I am weightless and moving very rapidly into an increasingly dark woods.

There is chaos and screaming all around me. There's some type of very small dark creatures that are zipping around grabbing people that have run into the woods. I hide up very high in a tree. This seems to be a temporary effective hiding place.

Part V. Primitive Shelter

I'm in a very small shelter perhaps a cave. There are a number of my comrades with me. We're almost climbing on top of each other as we move around the tight space. There's a table in front of me or at least a platform and there are a number of smooth stones of different sizes spread around on top of the table . A young boy comes up to me with a pouch. It is a sophisticated manufactured container,  a black pouch with a zipper, something that electronics might come in. He asks, can you play this one? He shows me a long smooth black stone.

There is a very large black boy, he seems to be in charge of things, sitting right next to the table. I asked him can we play this one and he kind of denies that it exists. But then,  he relinquishes. I take the black stone out of the bag and put it on the table. It has the feeling as if I'm putting on a cassette tape for a DVD.  It's as if I am doing something electronic and it starts playing and making everyone more comfortable . I don't hear any music or sound, I'm not sure exactly what is coming out.

Part VI.  The Fort in the Distance

[This is a direct continuance of the scene before but has a significantly different perspectives so I am making it separate]

The group is being quieted with whatever the stone is playing. I'm moving around slightly in this tight room/cave and I look out of an opening to the outside.  It's like a long chamber with a small square opening that slopes down and gets larger as it opens to the outside. 

I see that I'm very high up in the mountains and I can see something far away and much further below me. I can see it very clearly in great detail, even though there is mist or clouds floating around.  It's a massive stone fort. I'm looking at the top of it because I'm hundreds of feet above it and maybe half a mile away. There's a wall around it but the buildings themselves are incredibly solid. In stead of a roof there is just solid stone. A series of small openings in the structure serve as windows. I realize that if we could get into the fort we would be safe from anyone coming and plucking us out or trying to grab us. At the same time I wonder who is living in that castle and if we go down and enter it, are we going to be at further risk from whoever is living there.We will be safe from the people that have been chasing us [PUR] but the next chapter is uncertain. Wow.