Birth Dream?

1997 – I am in a car with someone else. We pull up to an area of danger. We go into a room or cave with a hole in the bottom. I go down headfirst through 2 or 3 very tight places. It seems I did this once before, perhaps. After each tight hole there is a place of respite. I come out in a room with 2 or 3  people. I seem to have landed on something like a table. Part of it is very smooth and white like marble with the suggestion of large squares marked in it. Sandy Lansford is standing up and she has a book in her hand. I ask don’t books mildew down here? I think she agrees. It seems to me now the book is The Tree by J. Marvin Spiegelman. I am made aware of he danger in this locale–it seems there are Indian attacks. We are expecting someone who’s been sleeping upstairs in a tent to come down soon, to escape the Indians.  I try to think of hiding places down there if the Indians come. As I came down the hole and now I wondered how I was going to get out again. Coming down I had gravity on my side, but getting out would be more difficult.  I awoke immediately feeling claustropphobic.

About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 83 now.
This entry was posted in Birth Dream and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

Please share your own experiences here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.