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Dream Journal: In a rowboat...
Tue, Sep. 30th, 2003 07:26 amRemember how I said I usually have pretty cognitive dreams? Here we go:
I'm in a life boat with a full group. I'm at the front of the boat, keeping rhythm for the rowers. It's late in the day and the sun is low enough in the sky that I can tell sunset is coming soon. Suddenly I realize that the boat connected to ours, the one we're towing--the supply boat--is sinking. The next thing I know, I'm sitting at the back of the boat, pulling the supply boat closer to lighten the load. I pick through the bundles, pulling out and throwing overboard tubes of toothpaste. I keep thinking "Keep the blankets dry. Keep the blankets dry." The front of the supply boat, however, is nearly is the water and foundering. Suddenly, it sinks and is gone.
Then I realize that some of the women in the boat (which are most of the rowers) are concerned that we don't really know where we're going, and it's fast getting dark. Next thing I know, the captain is sitting in front of me and I ask for her compass. She pulls out her compass, and suddenly it's dark, no moon, and almost impossible to see--despite the fact that there's a glow on the horizon where the sun set.
"That way is west," I tell the captain and point in that direction, "which means that way"--I point again--"is north." She twists and turns the compass as if she can't see its face at all. I look in another direction, hear a splash, and she's gone, compass and all. I think she's been taken by a whale.
I wake up.
Oddly enough, though this situation was clearly a dangerous and fretful one, I wasn't fearful. In the experience, it didn't feel like a nightmare, though thinking back on it, there was every reason to be afraid. It was almost certainly a stress dream, almost certainly a result of stress at the office.
Must shake it off...but you see what I mean: not a hard dream to interpret overall....
I'm in a life boat with a full group. I'm at the front of the boat, keeping rhythm for the rowers. It's late in the day and the sun is low enough in the sky that I can tell sunset is coming soon. Suddenly I realize that the boat connected to ours, the one we're towing--the supply boat--is sinking. The next thing I know, I'm sitting at the back of the boat, pulling the supply boat closer to lighten the load. I pick through the bundles, pulling out and throwing overboard tubes of toothpaste. I keep thinking "Keep the blankets dry. Keep the blankets dry." The front of the supply boat, however, is nearly is the water and foundering. Suddenly, it sinks and is gone.
Then I realize that some of the women in the boat (which are most of the rowers) are concerned that we don't really know where we're going, and it's fast getting dark. Next thing I know, the captain is sitting in front of me and I ask for her compass. She pulls out her compass, and suddenly it's dark, no moon, and almost impossible to see--despite the fact that there's a glow on the horizon where the sun set.
"That way is west," I tell the captain and point in that direction, "which means that way"--I point again--"is north." She twists and turns the compass as if she can't see its face at all. I look in another direction, hear a splash, and she's gone, compass and all. I think she's been taken by a whale.
I wake up.
Oddly enough, though this situation was clearly a dangerous and fretful one, I wasn't fearful. In the experience, it didn't feel like a nightmare, though thinking back on it, there was every reason to be afraid. It was almost certainly a stress dream, almost certainly a result of stress at the office.
Must shake it off...but you see what I mean: not a hard dream to interpret overall....
