Betsy's Dream 1

So I have a friend whom will call "Betsy" and she had this dream and she wrote us about it, Rich and I. I read it and went, "Can I copy that dream stuff to my Web log ("b'log")?" Because she's private like that, I knew to ask. I don't ask most people but I asked Betsy.

And she went, "It was your dream. I'm just the translator. Use as you wish & enjoy."

Here it is:

Your Dream

Rich & Ty. Last night I had a dream that you both were in. I was at the cabin and you were there too. I had a ladder set up against the lakefront side of the cabin and was giving you both a hard time about not helping me to scrape and paint, though I didn't really expect you to. And you both laughingly refused, and so I went and got the two chaise lounge chairs we keep there, and set them up for you near the ladder, and you got in the chairs and I got back to work.

I looked over at you to say something and you were both covered in hundreds of blue jays. Everything went mute - I was still scraping, and I was talking to you, but I couldn't hear any sound at all, even my own words. And you were both laughing as hard as a person can laugh, tears streaming down your faces, and it seemed like that went on forever - me smiling and talking to you without sound, and you two just laughing and laughing, covered in blue jays.

It was such a vivid dream that it took me a little while upon awakening this morning to realize it hadn't happened.

I'm telling you both about it because I think its your dream. I dreamed it, and was in it, but it wasn't to do with me. It was something about the two of you.

Carolyn gave me a dream book and this is the most I could find:

Blue jays: spiritual joy and contentedness

Lake front: a need to be close to one's spiritual beliefs, taking daily comfort in them

Laughter: happiness

Chaise lounge: an attitude of nonchalance

Cabin: an inner connection or inherent bond with nature, a life aligned with nature

Ladder: an opportunity for upward progression to be made

Silence: a need to listen to one's conscience

I turn it over to you two now.

- B

That's it. There is no more. That's it. It may not be surprising for those of you who know Rich and I, but it's entirely not surprising, none of this. Rich says, "Yup" and something about his recurrent diarrhea. But, seriously, this is RELEVANT! [Ed. note: as relevant as panel 7 of Onstad's cartoon today [clicky] and fOOl's British Knights reference I read today].