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    The Gifts You've Been Given

    by , 04-13-2018 at 12:55 AM (294 Views)
    Iím an observer watching a scene unfold on a boatóbut really, itís more that Iím looking at it and the people on deck while being aware of the situation playing out there in a more abstract way. There are some documents I need for traveling on this boat, and Iím not sure if I have them or if I need to go through some process to get them.

    The scene shiftsóIím now exiting a bus. But instead of winding up outside as I had expected, Iíve simply stepped onto another bus. I quickly take a seat behind the two women who entered ahead of me and wonder where this one is going to take me.

    The scene shifts againóthis time, Iím waking up in the back of a car my parents are driving. It feels as if Iím younger in this one. Weíve just stopped by a building I recognize as the one where my fatherís workshop is. That means weíre not far from home now. I fall back asleep.

    The scene shifts yet againóthis time, Iím in a grocery store. And this time, I know itís a dream, although I still seem to think the last bit with the car was waking reality. I think it would be best if I sleep for the remainder of the trip, and so that means making sure this dream lasts.

    I look around. There donít seem to be anyone here but me. It's reminiscent of the specialty grocerís down the street from my old flat on Svornosti. That means there should be a counter over in the corner where I can get some coffee.

    I go over and find the counter is there, and that thereís somebody behind it. Thereís nothing displaying prices, so I just put down three bills, possibly dollars, which seems like a more than fair price. But the woman tells me I have to make the coffee myself using the machine there. Itís an odd contraption, like no coffee maker Iíve ever used, but after messing around for it a bit, I get it to pour some coffee out - Turkish style, with the grounds at the bottom. I drink it. This isnít a conscious attempt at stabilization, I donít thinkójust something that struck me as a pretty good ideaóbut it may have had that effect, as itís normally hard for me to stay asleep so late in the morning.

    I consider where to go from here. Perhaps home, where the car was headedóonly I have no idea where I am right now. But if I fly, perhaps Iíll see some familiar landmark from the air and be able to find my way from there. And to fly, Iíll need a high place to launch fromóso it looks like Iím headed to the roof.

    In the meantime, Iíve noticed six or seven wolves between two shelves on the upper story, which is a sort of balcony over one half of the store. They all trot off in a single direction as I watch. Are they coming after me? But I wasnít planning on sticking around here in any case. I climb a shelf and phase through the ceiling.

    I now find myself in a room lit by a warm light. A long mahogany table laid with bright red dishes is some distance offóset for an elaborate meal, it looks like. It's quite pretty. I continue on my way, climbing another shelf and jumping through the ceiling.

    This time Iím in an attic-like room near a big calico cat that, in typical feline fashion, seems entirely unimpressed by my unusual method of transportation. But itís about then that I wake up.

    I also wake up remembering something elseónot something I heard, but words that seemed to be impressed on my mind. It went something like: ďUse the gifts youíve been given, human.Ē I donít know who said itóperhaps it was the cat?óbut it seemed somehow independent from the rest of the dream, like it was taking place on a different level. Good advice, in any case.

    12.4.18 - (Happy Lucid Dreaming Day, everyone!)

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