I'm back...I had some crazy dreams, and wanted to share.
I had lots of crazy dreams, all jumbled together. Bits and pieces stayed with me. I wanted to record them here, partly for posterity, partly for any insight you may have. I dreamed someone I knew was moving to the west coast. I had three rides lined up for visiting my west coast kids. I was so happy.
Then I dreamed I was sitting at a table, maybe in a cafeteria, with another woman, maybe my oldest daughter or maybe her best friend. Someone, a nun I think, was coming and talking to people at each table. When she stopped at our table, she talked for a few minutes and left. There were some papers left behind. I picked them up and realized it was my permanent record. Remember the threats in school? That's going on your permanent record! I wanted to call her and give it back, but the person I was with took it and hid it, then gave it back to me later. I realized it was mine, and no one else should have it.
I opened it up and saw my childhood handwriting - like from when I was about 9. I had captioned a lot of photos of Grammy. She must have been in her late 30's, and she was smiling. I also started reading some of the private notes teachers had written about me. I can't remember them now, though.
But then, as usual lately, I was awake in the middle of the night. I read something yesterday that said all of the wildlife, notably the bison, are fleeing from Yellowstone Park. I was thinking about animals and instinct. I was thinking about cows - they used to be wild. But now they are trapped out of the sunlight, ankle deep in their own shit, fed ground stuff which includes cow products - forced cannibalism - and antibiotics. If they were released, they would be confused. They would not know how to flee the way the bison do.
Then I stopped and the thought came - Oh, that's us. We are trapped, fed processed crap, and we don't recognize how to escape. We have been dulled...
Aren't I a breath of fresh air tonight??
Hope all is well with you and your family. Sending love to all.
Clare
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