Yester eve had its highs and lows in the dream realm. First I had a terrible dream where I was in a small plane and apparently had hired the governor of my state, John Hickenlooper, to do some kind of landscaping that needed to be done at altitude. We were in a small plane, piloted by my mother, LOL, and he stepped out onto a small mast and then launched himself into thin air! No parachute or nothing. I was watching from the open double doors, hanging on for dear life from a gate, and avoided talking to him or crying out for fear that if I acknowledged his daredevil action, I would be sucked into it too. As he fell out of sight, I went back to the cockpit and debated what to say to my mom. Anything upsetting, and she might tip the plane into an unstable trajectory...I woke up with my heart pounding
Then, in the early morning, I fell back asleep and had an interesting dream. I was in the process of moving my mom into a new housing situation. Instead of the retirement home she is living in, in my dream she was living in a beach cottage, so I had to clean it out and also dispose of a couple of boats. In the process, I ran into an old boyfriend, Claudio, a Brazilian guy, who was passing through. Strangely, he had not aged at all. He looked the same as when I met him over 40 years ago! Chiseled features, a strong tan, and steely eyes, wiry physique. We decided to renew our relationship. He went to get his stuff and I was sitting in the parking lot in front of the hostel I was staying at. All of a sudden a bus pulls up and who gets out? Brad, a guy I had dated in college. He was from Mennonite parents and had wonderful gossamer blond hair, with a slight greenish tinge as if he swam a lot. He saw me and we locked eyes. He came out and we talked awkwardly. He said he was on a 3-day holiday. I replied how happy I was to see him and could I spend the weekend with him? He went to obtain a room and I went outside and looked at the seashore. Then I came back inside, not knowing who I would see first and be with. It turned out to be Claudio. At the end of my dream, I was walking with him to the beach, skipping and jumping in anticipation of the happiness and ecstasy which I knew I would be shortly experiencing! I was wearing my hippy clothes and my body was back to its twenty-something shape. I woke up refreshed, happy and feeling fabulous!