Monday, September 03, 2007

Sting, beaded necklaces, and peaches


So it's a holiday and I just woke up from dreaming. I don't know why we dream what we dream, but as for me, I'm pretty active out in my community while living in the dream.

I was out walking along a road near my parents' house, and I noticed a stranger nearby, so I turned in toward the neighborhood pool driveway, lined with tall Oleanders, to avoid him, but then there was another man who appeared, and it was Sting. I was pleased to see him, so we started walking and chatting. Apparently he had recently moved to an underground house that happened to be just below my parents' and their neighbors' houses. Naturally I invited Sting over for the holiday meal (Thanksgiving, I think) and I guenuinely believed he would enjoy coming -- or at least be entertained. By this time other family members and neighbors were meeting him and he started getting other invitations, and I figured that he might not REALLy enjoy himself with my family, though maybe he would have. I did get a look at his underground home, complete with a row of skylit windows. It was a nice place and it's funny that I wasn't that surprised that it had been under there all this time.

Eventually I started dreaming that I lived in a seemingly small dark house downtown (LA I think) with some of my girl students and ICU members. I was out doing something ICU related that was held at the freeway (?) and Sam asked me if I wouldn't mind going back to the maintenance stairwell to get one of the girls' car and her blue beaded necklace she left as a marker. So I drove and found the car. But there were some hoodlum thieves that put things in trees by the freeway because they sell things that they find. They had taken the necklace, but somehow I was able to get ahold of it from the nearby tree and rush off to the car. They were very agile in the trees but I was surprised they did not slide on the branches using the other necklaces and other flexible, long items to hold their weight. If they had, I'm sure they would have caught me. But I jumped in the little vintage roadster and sped away -- I believe I drove down the stairwell and maneuvered around traffic and lights in a very fast manner.

I eventually got the items back home, by which time I was calm and ready to wander around our house to see what was past the basement. There were some 99c store decorations and 2 Christmas trees, and a doorway to the backyard that I didn't know we had. By this time a young guy was with me, seemingly a student or younger brother of one of the roommates. I was especially thrilled to see we had plenty of pumpkins growing so we could make jack-o-lanterns without having to buy anything. I took a peach off the peach tree and removed some of the worm shaped fuzz from the exterior with my fingers. Then the young man asked if he could imitate me and try the peach too. So we both ate the peach, which was quite good.