October 1, 2009
A Strange Dream
This morning I slowly awoke with the remembrance of an unusual dream. In fact I think I was still dreaming as I was coming into consciousness. Maybe I just wanted the dream to continue because it was such an interesting story.
Well, it was interesting to me, because it was about me and I was in the dream. The scene opens in a lovely grassy field where you might have a picnic . Except the feeling was that of a festival. Pretty soon a group of people came into view — they were the festival . The best way I can describe them is that they were like a band of gypsies in appearance – with colorful clothing, dark hair and having strong interesting features. Not fine features that made them pretty, but chiseled, then rounded features that were varied and almost ugly, but not. Their features were strong and rugged and pleasant; the word that best describes them is swarthy. They were dark, strong, rugged and exuding strength. All of which made the men handsome in an extreme way, not in a pretty-boy way.
And they were very strong. The men formed two towers; but towers of men with only one man on the bottom supporting each tower of men. Not only that….the men on the bottom were bent over backward to support the others! I was impressed with their strength! I had to talk to them. And just as our conversation began, I woke up! No, that’s not the whole truth. I woke up just after one of them kissed me on the cheek! Maybe he is my Prince Charming and I am Sleeping Beauty. After all, I did wake up after he kissed me
Ok, I don’t think I even want to know what it means, but you are free to give your opinion! I actually think that they may represent my Nobles, which is what I call my Chemo drugs because my Nobles are strong and powerful and effective! And they are killing my cancer and I love them for that!
