deeper vision, wonder why...
dream from this morning... prelude, my friend Julia is NOT moving out of the area to Tahoe like she had been planning. so she is available for me to visit and hang out with more. this is good news. last week i sent out a photo set that a photographer had put up on Flickr of a friend/lover of his and i was so impressed by the man's ability to capture this woman's beauty over a period of time, i asked the select few i shared the set with to "send the names of any candidates they knew of for such a relationship" to me. well, there was one taker. my photographer friend Rachel told me, for the second time that she thought her friend "Justine" and i would have many things in common. i asked her to "hook us up"... waiting for her to see what she can do. in the meantime i feel that i want to visit Julia again. maybe over the weekend...
the following dream has a little to do with "hooking up", thus the prelude.
as well as i can recall, the dream began after a live set by The Adrian Belew Trio, somewhere. i was somehow allowed to be on the stage. there was another person not in the band on the stage too. she was clinging to Adrian's side and was talking very fast about her impressions of the performance. not unlike feedback you'd hear anyone give to Adrian, but it was obvious that he wanted to get away. there was another woman holding his other arm and he was trying to sip a martini. he got away and a door closed.
i called out to the woman and consoled her saying something like, "you know, he's a busy man...". she then sort of latched onto me as a second alternative, as if she was thinking, "oh, you know things about him?". it was then that i noticed something unusual on the stage; Adrian's golden guitar was still sitting there and at another place on the stage was an unusual item, a monkey wrench. i thought, "vandalism" was planned and that someone had to be alerted. i took the girl by the hand and we left the stage in a hurry.
but then we showed up in her apartment and she was packing things. i said, "you are moving? are you going to miss being near the ocean?", having determined that she was living in San Francisco and that she was going to move to Berkeley. she said that, "yeah, i'll miss it despite the fact that i never have time to go to it." i then said that i knew of a place in Berkeley (a site i have visited in many of my ocean/waterfront dreams) where you can get in and swim with some good waves. she thought that was cool but was in a hurry. the packing seemed to be just tossing some things onto a sheet that she was going to bundle up and carry, like a bundle you'd attach to a hobo stick.
i followed her to the other side of the bay and we ended up in a neighborhood that sort of looked like a conglomeration of Berkeley neighborhoods. we were standing on the plaza of Cody's Books and she said, "i have to go inside here to speak to someone. this was when the most interesting thing in the dream happened.
there was a woman dressed up in a european gypsy looking costume. she was an actual fortune teller. but she had such detailed features that there was something supernatural seeming about her. like as i would find out later, she was a normal person that had an ability to spiritually transform their countenance and go into a trance that would make their outer appearance take on the role of a real, international fortune teller. this girl seemed to be a Romanian seer. she got right up in my new friends face and examined her very closely, as if she were trying to find a spot on her face where she could look inside my friend through. then she found it and started to whisper animatedly to her. she found the information she wanted to hear.
during those moments when the seer was telling my new friend her secrets another "gypsy" came up to me. this was a man that looked a lot like a leprechaun. he did the same thing; got right in my face and did the scrutiny thing. oh, and there were other people inside the shop standing around watching. then he did the same thing, found my "opening" and then began telling me, in a language my ears did not understand but my heart seemed to, my truths. then he pulled away and walked off. when i looked at where he had gone to i saw a young man, the age and look of a Berkeley college student standing in plain garb and face standing between two friends. i knew he was the gypsy out of his transformed state. i walked over to him fumbling with my wallet for some dollar bills to give him in thanks. he gestured that it wasn't necessary but i insisted and gave him a $5er.
i then went outside looking for "the girl". she had vanished and despite knowing where her new appt was i could not find her. now, in retrospect, i assume that the message she got from the gypsy was that i was not someone she should hang out with and she was avoiding me. i don't know what the message was i got from the gypsy though. maybe that once i figured out that the girl was afraid of me that i should get over it quickly.
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back to real life, i think this dream pertains more to "Justine" being the one i won't connect with than "Julia" being that one, since i already know Julia and she is espressing desire to see me more. today is going to be a busy day and i slept heavily this morning, thus this wonderfully vibrant dream. i need to regroup a little more though before i get up and depart. need to spend some meditation time getting focused on channeling my writing spirit. ciao.
the following dream has a little to do with "hooking up", thus the prelude.
as well as i can recall, the dream began after a live set by The Adrian Belew Trio, somewhere. i was somehow allowed to be on the stage. there was another person not in the band on the stage too. she was clinging to Adrian's side and was talking very fast about her impressions of the performance. not unlike feedback you'd hear anyone give to Adrian, but it was obvious that he wanted to get away. there was another woman holding his other arm and he was trying to sip a martini. he got away and a door closed.
i called out to the woman and consoled her saying something like, "you know, he's a busy man...". she then sort of latched onto me as a second alternative, as if she was thinking, "oh, you know things about him?". it was then that i noticed something unusual on the stage; Adrian's golden guitar was still sitting there and at another place on the stage was an unusual item, a monkey wrench. i thought, "vandalism" was planned and that someone had to be alerted. i took the girl by the hand and we left the stage in a hurry.
but then we showed up in her apartment and she was packing things. i said, "you are moving? are you going to miss being near the ocean?", having determined that she was living in San Francisco and that she was going to move to Berkeley. she said that, "yeah, i'll miss it despite the fact that i never have time to go to it." i then said that i knew of a place in Berkeley (a site i have visited in many of my ocean/waterfront dreams) where you can get in and swim with some good waves. she thought that was cool but was in a hurry. the packing seemed to be just tossing some things onto a sheet that she was going to bundle up and carry, like a bundle you'd attach to a hobo stick.
i followed her to the other side of the bay and we ended up in a neighborhood that sort of looked like a conglomeration of Berkeley neighborhoods. we were standing on the plaza of Cody's Books and she said, "i have to go inside here to speak to someone. this was when the most interesting thing in the dream happened.
there was a woman dressed up in a european gypsy looking costume. she was an actual fortune teller. but she had such detailed features that there was something supernatural seeming about her. like as i would find out later, she was a normal person that had an ability to spiritually transform their countenance and go into a trance that would make their outer appearance take on the role of a real, international fortune teller. this girl seemed to be a Romanian seer. she got right up in my new friends face and examined her very closely, as if she were trying to find a spot on her face where she could look inside my friend through. then she found it and started to whisper animatedly to her. she found the information she wanted to hear.
during those moments when the seer was telling my new friend her secrets another "gypsy" came up to me. this was a man that looked a lot like a leprechaun. he did the same thing; got right in my face and did the scrutiny thing. oh, and there were other people inside the shop standing around watching. then he did the same thing, found my "opening" and then began telling me, in a language my ears did not understand but my heart seemed to, my truths. then he pulled away and walked off. when i looked at where he had gone to i saw a young man, the age and look of a Berkeley college student standing in plain garb and face standing between two friends. i knew he was the gypsy out of his transformed state. i walked over to him fumbling with my wallet for some dollar bills to give him in thanks. he gestured that it wasn't necessary but i insisted and gave him a $5er.
i then went outside looking for "the girl". she had vanished and despite knowing where her new appt was i could not find her. now, in retrospect, i assume that the message she got from the gypsy was that i was not someone she should hang out with and she was avoiding me. i don't know what the message was i got from the gypsy though. maybe that once i figured out that the girl was afraid of me that i should get over it quickly.
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back to real life, i think this dream pertains more to "Justine" being the one i won't connect with than "Julia" being that one, since i already know Julia and she is espressing desire to see me more. today is going to be a busy day and i slept heavily this morning, thus this wonderfully vibrant dream. i need to regroup a little more though before i get up and depart. need to spend some meditation time getting focused on channeling my writing spirit. ciao.
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