Monday, 11 June 2007
moving

I waited too long to enter this dream and it has faded considerably. but I dreamt that I had to move. Clara and I both. we were looking for a house in the nearby environs. but somehow, I ended up in Portland, OR.

the house I looked at was wonderful, in my mind. it was clearly addon after addon and had no cohesive architecture. it was next to a park. I was looking at it in the morning, and the air had that quality it gets when the rain has just cleared and it is time for the sun. not warm at all, nor crisp, but sunny and wet. the grass in the park was green and shaggy.

the house was next to a river on the other side. southwest. not a big river, but enough of one to have a dock. spun off from there was the garage. but the garage was sort of a split-level floor and only one car would fit in.

I walked out to the park and looked,. it was full of so many birds. raptors! they were hunting. the weather I guess had forced the rodents out of their holes and they were in the shaggy grass. I was so excited, becuase Clara loves birds. well, in my dream anyhow. there was a big bald eagle.

now that was the weirdest. the bald eagle was hunting. in my dream that mean it was actually floating sideways, in a distorted position that looked like what a real bird would look like if it tried to assume the position in a US Federal seal. back and forth it went, and it caught something.

I was so excited, I went and got Clara to come see. but it took a while. by the time we got back, the grass was dryer, and some guy was on a john deere de-shaggifying the grass in the park. this made the rodents hide and the birds scatter. so she didn't get to see it.

I dreamt a lot more in this dream. we decided to move to this house. there were movers, and we had them float up the river to the dock. there was controvery trying to get our company to retain us as employees, becuase they had no office local to this house. there was a problem in the house with too much moisture.

but it's faded. I woke up, and didn't write it down, and am backdating this to the morning after the dream. sigh

Posted by dracon at 11 June 2007 14:14
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