shower of treasures from the chimney flue

motor bike stuck on a pillar of stone ask wolfie to help, we almost save it but it tumbles in to the river below. we drag it up and try to get it running again. need to go back out the way I towed the trailer in. on top of the stone pillars is a terrific, though somewhat crooked and unstable house. we are exploring and fixing it up when we find gallons of costume jewelry in the chimney flue. i am showing my mother who suggests giving it all to good will, but i am enamored with it. then we find an elaborately carved altar to kali which i am sure is made of ivory. looking for a suitable place to set it up...

peduncle

woke up with the words french peduncle in my mind from a dream. had no idea what it meant. here is what i found when i googled it. fascinating and relevant in relation to my process of branching out and new growth!

The term peduncle has several meanings:

• Peduncle (botany), a stalk supporting an inflorescence, which is the part of the shoot of seed plants where flowers are formed
• Cerebral peduncle, a band of neurons, resembling a stalk, which connect varied parts of the brain
• Peduncle (anatomy), a stem, through which a mass of tissue is attached to a body
• Caudal peduncle, in fish, the narrow part of the body to which the tail attaches
• Peduncle (arthropods), the base segments of an antenna
• In insect brains, the peduncle connects the lobes of the mushroom bodies to its calyx
• In stalked barnacles, one of two external divisions of the body, a stalk attached to the substrate by cement glands
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dreams refound from 2006

I dreamt of giant worms that were climbing giant trees.  I was at some lake, camping with my family.  There were monolithic stones and dalles all around the shore, some intricately carved.

I dreamed of doing a show with Vaughn again... flashing lights, crop circles, tent ufos... ( and again!)

enchanted forest

sean steward wanted to give me a bicycle if i would promise to ride it.  we rode the ferry across the river. it was sunny and clean and z wanted to swim. it was my birthday and she was inviting people to my party, but then we realized we were right by enchanted forest and we could easily sneak in by flying over the fence to a place where no one was looking. then we were running through it on a whirlwind tour. alarm went off, but i wanted to keep dreaming! it was fun!

swimming pool pancakes

dingo, caffeine, the kids and I are planning a clown video, making fun fur paper bag puppets and flyers. dingo is making strange muffin pancakes that are somehow baked on the surface of a swimming pool. his are blueberry and creamcheese,  I try making some that are raspberry with struesel topping. not sure how they bake, but it somehow works.  i am concerned about the chlorine in the food, but they taste pretty good. dingo wants to be sure the two types are separated. the water in the pool is stained purple from the berries....hmmm?

dance magic

magical pyramidal houses built into the cliffside. wishing i had my camera, planning to take a walk later and take some photos with brad and jewel. trying to find the cabin i am renting for my birthday party on NW 23rd ave.  pick up some groceries for the party, stop for gas, brad has been driving and has adjusted the steering wheel so high it is over my head, and very hard to steer. i am all over the road, and yelling at him to help e fix the steering wheel, but he doesn't seem to know what i am talking about. then the brakes are not working either! we finally stop at an old gas station. they are remodeling, but agree to fix my brakes. the guy thinks he knows me from somewhere, maybe sufi camp? but i have never gone... we see some belly dancers, and they lead us into a strange, secret and magical building, where there is music and dancing, and costumes and props everywhere. i am wearing my dance togs, but they are old, worn out and falling apart.  the dancers know me, but the only one i remember is from marissa mission. they are trying to get me to dance, but i am very sad and say no, i don't dance anymore. they say didn't diamond used to dance? and i say yes, but she isn't trained anymore.  very sad. i need to start dancing again!

a dream quest

up at dybdahl's house john is getting ready to go hunting in an area near the distant small town of wall.  young zelah wants to join him,  but i would have to go and pick her up later. i decide after consulting a map, that i will head there on skis. the skis are old, made from a log cut in half, so the are rounded on the bottom and flat on top, with some sort of metal and leather bindings. and some kind of decorative covering at the front point, which i remember thinking would be marketable. i am skiing happily along, and it seems my father is with me, giving me advice.  good thing too, because the terrain is very rugged and steep. my father yells at me to stop just before i was about to ski off the edge of a cliff. he says "i told you to always check out the terrain before you ski down it!" he was right. it was very treacherous.  then i decide to follow some railroad tracks that seem to follow a safer route, but he is still chastising me. he is right, again it is very steep and i am wondering how the trains are able to make it down these crazy tracks, but i proceed carefully and it turns out ok. the tracks lead me into a small town, and the snow starts to become thinner and sparser, so i take off the skis and i am carefully climbing on very wet long grass, using egg beater sticks as walking sticks?  there are streams of melting snow and children are playing here. one child is swimming and playing in the water and i warn him that the stream is very cold and fast and dangerous for him to play in.  my father does not seem to be with me now, i think he did not want to risk the steep slope. (funny because he is a far better skier than i) i go into the town, still following the train tracks, and they seem to lead right inside a house. i apologize to the people for walking right in, and ask them if i am headed the right direction to wall. they are nice enough, and direct me through a strange little door in the wall. there are a couple of small doors, ostensibly to keep the cold out.  i ask if they can close the door behind me, as it has two sliding panels, and my hands are full with my pack and skis as i crawl out through the tiny opening.  i go to another building, and here we are building a fire with tiny sticks to keep warm. hope is there with her beautiful blue twinkling eyes, and heather with her baby. some one asks when they will be allowed to play the game_____? (i hope i will remember what it was called.) the answer was, when they were 13 and in the presence of a yak in some place. disappointed, we traveled on (seemed to have a different companion now, can't recall whom.) in the next town there was a yak, and some code was spoken, and i had been given two sticks from the previous place, and now it seemed we would begin to play this strange game, we were very excited! (then i woke up.  i very much wanted to go back to sleep and continue this strange quest. i did dream a bit more, but cannot recall any details.  this dream was very surreal and compelling.  it is relevant that my father was warning me of dangers, because he is someone i would often turn to for advice in the past, and he is no longer in that role. perhaps that is why i traveled on alone. hope and heather are two women that i admire a lot, and do seem to have a whimsical, magical comic side about them, so interesting that they seemed to hold the mystery of the game. also interesting that i was traveling to the town of wall, since boundaries and permeability have been a theme lately. also funny that i was going to pick up zelah, yet i did not bring my car. )