(Thursday, August 21, 2019)
I am lying in my second story bedroom. There is no wall at the end of my bed. The room opens to a forest of fresh young trees. I am flatly fused to my pure white bed sheet, on my stomach, sideways across the mattress. Trying to be invisible.
A terrifying struggle is taking place on the ground outside my house: two men in their 30s are trying to kill each other. One man grabs the other by the throat and strangles him to death. I realize the murder victim has a thyroid nodule.
As the dead man falls to the forest floor, the dog who has been crouched near my bare feet begins to bark. I wonder: why did I not try to prevent the killing? My dog has made the murderer aware of my presence, but the killer wants to escape. He runs away from my view, deep into the woods.
Day notes:
I met with my new acupuncture doctor on Monday to try to work on reducing the size of my thyroid nodule. If it gets any bigger it surely will strangle me.
I woke up from this dream happy that the thyroid nodule had been killed. The pure white sheet certainly reminded me of the white roll paper cover on the acupuncture table, but in acupuncture you lie on your back, not your stomach. Claudia sent me an email about the Wood element in Chinese medicine, which is the liver and gall bladder. Tumors can be an outcome of the liver meridian being out of balance.
Lola woke me up at 3:30 and I fell back to sleep till 5. That caused two very lucid dreams to appear.