adrift by stella im hultberg
I’ve been having very vivid, active dreams for the past few months. As I’ve mentioned before, I keep a dream journal. I’ve kept one for at least 15 years, maybe more. I keep having new repetitive, themed dreams. One places me in a park full of beautiful, lush green grass. I’m on a huge hillside with many other people. It’s seems there’s some kind of huge event in the park space below us. I never see what the event is….I’m just hanging out and catching the overall vibe. Oh, the other thing, in the middle of the park is a huge waterfall. Huge as in Niagara Falls huge.
Witold Pruszkowski, Falling Star, 1884
Then I occasionally have the hill dream. I’m either on a bicycle or in a car. I approach a huge hill. It’s so steep that I fear I can’t get to the top of it. I start to drive and nearly reach the top. And then I wake up… or my dream shifts to something else. A week ago, I had this dream. I was in a huge pick up truck. Half way up the hill a woman stopped me and told me to take a left and wrap around the hillside and sneak up to the top. She showed me the easier, switchback way to avoid the steepness.
Head is the Clouds by Shabello
I can seldom find the switchbacks in my dreams….