Date of dream: Saturday, December 30, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
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I'm high in the air above a strangely beautiful and slightly ominous landscape. The wind is blowing
fiercely, whipping about a line of huge trees in shades of russet, grey and green. It's a little while
before I decide the trees are not, in fact, clouds. I'm confused by this for a little while. When I realize
fully that it's trees I'm looking at, the dream switches and I'm walking on the ground, approaching the
line of trees.
The air is startlingly clear and the sun is shining in a deep penetrating way. The noises of country life
surround me; I can hear bees buzzing, a cow is moving around somewhere close by and I can hear it's
bell tinkling softly, a low moo everyonce in awhile. As I walk along, I wonder if I could stand hearing
these noises all the time. They seem overwhelming in their simplicity.
Some unknown and possibly invisible companion is walking along with me. We come to the line of
trees and the path takes us into the shade cast by their tall upright branches. I hear birds flitting
around and calling up at the treetops. My unknown companion tells me silently that we are in Tuscany.
As we walked, I muse a little bit on the similarity of Tuscan and Estruscan. Maybe they're connected
somehow? I look up into the trees, watching the branches waving wildly still with the wind, only we no
longer can feel the wind because the trees are sheltering us. I wonder where the russet trees went,
then I see they form a line on the outside of the greener trees. Sometimes I can see russet branches
waving wildly behind the green trees. My companion again tells me silently that the trees are poplar
trees. I disagree, I think they are tall yews. There is an aura of calm debate, we are both enjoying the
day, the beauty of the Italian landscape. People are working quietly all along the path. Harmony
reigns.
Date of dream: Thursday, December 28, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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I woke up (in the dream) rather late. I fiddled around with medication for my husband who has the flu
in waking life, I tore open a cough strip and he went to put the wrapper in his mouth. Sleepily I pushed
that away and showed him the little tiny red strip he was supposed to ingest.
I felt a little sick myself and wondered how I was going to be able to work, but I moved to the
bathroom to begin the process of getting ready for the day. The bathroom was a mess, my daughter
Rae's cape and scissors were on the toilet seat, little tiny hair clippings scattered on the floor. With
growing alarm, I began to notice tiny droplets of blood everywhere, EVERYWHERE. Even though I was
in the bathroom, I seemed to knock on the door because Rae was inside. She answered me from
behind a closed door. I asked her if she was alright, and what the hell was all that blood from? She
told me (from behind the closed door), that she was alright and she'd tell me about it when she came
out. I stood, looking around at the blood, growing ever more frantic and upset inside. I tried to calm
myself, but I wasn't being very successful.
Rae came out then (of where I don't know...she and I were both *in* the bathroom, but she had been
hidden before....behind a closed door). She had long dark hair worn in the way I used to wear mine
when I was a young girl. She looked okay, I couldn't see any blood anywhere. I said, "What
happened in here?" Rae started talking a mile a minute, all the while looking into the mirror and fixing
her hair. The story was about her shears and an accident and I kept having a vision of the inside of
her arm. She told me that she was alright, but the words were all blurring in my ears, I could barely
understand what she was saying. I looked around and saw there was blood splashed on some laundry
hanging on the shower curtain pole. There were some droplets of blood up on the ceiling. I shook my
head, not understanding. What possible kind of accident could put blood on the ceiling?
I covered my mouth with my hand, "Ohh...Rae."
