(Monday, October 16, 2017)
A long, beautiful, highly visual dream. Does the clarity and elegance of dream imagery have a relationship to lucidity?
The dream begins in Paradise Valley, Arizona, with my team mates Alysia and Brandon. We are working in an expansive, single-story resort whose rooms are full of light. Soon the dream transitions to the 2018 IASD conference.
A very distinguished writer, perhaps Robert Moss or Andrew Harvey (translator of The Tibetan Book Of The Dead) or Andrew Holocek, is seated on a brown leather couch in the lobby, interviewing potential conference attendees. As I wait to speak to him, I notice the lobby door: a large, heavy, hand-carved oak barrier, designed to protect visitors from dangerous brown bears. The bears sometimes still find a way in, through the massive door. That’s how powerful they are.
People are carefully constructing thoughtful, complex questions for Andrew/Robert. Entrance exams. I casually ask an off-the-cuff question. “You got it!” Andrew/Robert exclaims and I am admitted to the conference. I am surprised. So easy. I don’t even remember what I ask. He treats it like a rhetorical question.
Since I am “in,” I relax and my eyes begin to pleasantly roam the interesting environment. An aquarium full of exotic, ancient, living fish is perched on a side table behind a second brown leather couch across from Andrew/Robert. Little decorative banners inscribed with poems float in the water. One large, brown fish meets my gaze.
Across from the aquarium, slightly to the right of Andrew/Robert, is a small circular field of golden prairie grass. A dark-haired woman lies in the center of the soft straw, deeply asleep. The field is an aid to lucid dreaming. Sweet grass?
All of the resort rooms have crystal, translucent walls the color of arctic ice: clear with pale, cerulean blue reflections. Gold-embossed banners like those in the aquarium are mounted here and there on the crystal surfaces. They concisely communicate startling, profound, lyrically-constructed information about multi-dimensional physics. Such a joy to find and read them. Hunt them down! We and the fish live happily in our glass houses.
Day notes:
I was startled this morning when Betsey from Phoenix walked past my desk. Tomorrow Bill from Phoenix also arrives for a meeting with Target.
Yes, I have always heard that clear, colorful, vivid images are a sign of lucidity! What a beautiful dream. I could visual everything you wrote. Your writing is like prose/a fairy tale.