Man. I really really want to dream. Well and often and full. And I want to remember said dreams when I wake up. But alas! They run away all too quick... Just this morning I was dreaming and Susan was there and some others and we were making stars and writing some words of inspiration for the guy next door and Albie was there and he was saying Mommy, Mommy and then he was really there saying mommy mommy and I woke up and the dream -- it faded so that all I remember sort of is Susan and the stars and the guy and mommy.
Anyhow, I know it is just such fun to read another's dreams... Indulge me ok? This dream I had on the night before the full moon, the day before I started bleeding:
Birth Center
Chris and I were buying a house... In Florida? There was water. The house was enormous but oldish looking. I uncovered some skylights. I was walking through imagining some of the colors I wanted to paint -- I thought of yellow. The house was huge. There was a big room that looked like a chapel. I kept going deeper and deeper in -- the back of the house was on the water. There was a guest cottage -- beautiful. Emma (works at the Market) was there and she ran and jumped in the water. Albie followed her in. I walked around the cottage wondering about this big house and this big cottage. And then I went in the cottage and saw a couple bedrooms and then I was on my knees and I got it. I said, "Oh my god, this could be a birth center!" And I think it was Anna that said, "I know, I know."
Hmmm... Water? Home? Birth? Hmmm...
