Session - 10/10/2001

Talked to the Doc about that strange dream I had last Sunday morning...... got something on an interpretation out of it (red). Also writing it down so I don't forget it before we finish looking into it next week. Dunno if this is right, or not, but it's an acceptable interpretation for now....

I was at work (some place familiar, comfortable) with M. We're in the golfcart, driving up past the reptile house. M's driving. It's an alltogether good feeling, cause I like working with M, she's on the ball and doesn't waste any time. A zoo went out of business, it seems, and we're inheiriting the animals. We're training a bunch of new keepers (to help take care of these new animals) in the Reptile House Food Shed/Garage area, and I wave as we drive by. M's driving, too (I'm comfortable enough to be a passenger in this period of my life). I know one of the new keepers, sort've, a friend of another coworker..... we saw his band play at the Fair last Friday....

As we pass by, we go into a long pathway, lined by greenery covered fencing (which I"m supposing was a backlot type passageway between enclosures), canapied by trees. Much more green than the zoo actually is right now. Heading to take care of some of the new animals. I never see exactly what the animals are, but I know it's a creature that looks like a Bongo, but has these demon gorgon type sea serpant horns (Watched Creature Feature the night before, which was about a Mermaid with a gruesome appetite, and at the end she changed into a wicked mother demon creature thing with horns much like what I supposed were on this Bongo deer creature..... but never saw..... this also may be the unexpected, and the unseen, much like the one deep inside that no one knows about other than s/he exists...... this is the one who's presence spawned the quick setup with the Doc.)

After almost reaching the deer, I'm back on the path to Devil's Bathtub. Walking. (A new mode of transportation, aha. This is a new direction in life.... possibly a direct result from the Bongo deer creature). The rest of my group is behind me (At first I thought this was the group of friends we had planned on going with, not really considering this could be my group, my gang, all backing me up). I started up the trail, packless, and made it up the first hill without a problem (I know there's no hill after hill on the way up, it's one big damn hill. This could have been the big step it took towards finding the Doc). Soon, I found I made it up to the first lake without a problem. It was maybe 150 yards long, backed by a bunch of nice redwoods, very picturesque. (Yet, I know there's no first lake on the way up, either, just the Bathtub at the top of the trail. The Doc thought it was her, because the water was calm, like glass, meaning you put something into the water, not take it out like you would with turbulent water. I said that it wasn't, it was the office itself. Her carpet is blue. And in the chair I sit in, I look at a wall with two pictures on it, both of thick treecovered areas of forrest, lush, beautiful, much like the ones in the dream. Spazzboy also gave me another version. In a class, I had to choose a friend, and describe that friend with both color and sound. Of course I picked DS. The color was blue.... calming..... and the sound was babbling water, like a brook, or maybe small waves lapping shore. Also calming, relaxing, general good sound. *chuckles* DS had to remind me after that her last name had to do with water..... so I thought it was quite convenient. So the tranquil lake may also represent her, and her help. Either way, it's something helpful and therapeutic.).

Now here's where the dream gets weird.

I enter a township that's next on the trail (You guessed it, there's no township on the way up to the Bathtub). Not a town, or a village, but a township. They're in the middle of Okctoberfest or some little celebration of some sort, even though the town's dead quiet. I just know this. There is a magick show going on, I don't actually see this, but sort of end up in the middle of it. The guy is Houdini..... now, I know Houdini is dead (But the guy our reptile house is named after worked closely with him, so that could explain it) but that's who this guy is. I never see his face, he's standing behind me, just a classic, old style seersucker suit out of my periphreal vision..... and this particular scene is sepia toned, as if an oldstyle picture, something from deep in the shadowy past rather that vibrant color as the rest of the dream. (We've never seen the face of anyone that hurt us, just know that it has been male........ the sepia tones of old-style pictures may just be the ones in our own past, what we always believe to be an old silent film) I got to be the assistant.... and was the person sawed in half. (!) But it wasn't your traditional sawing. Ever seen Time Cop? Remember the water dropping into water rippling quicksilver effect? That's how it happened..... I went from one.... then split vertically into two (then three, then four, then five? Is this symbolic of the first split?).

Next thing I knew I was back together, the show was over, they were getting ready for the next show and I was to be on my way. My cousin C from overseas was going to be the next assistant. And my Uncle R was there to take pictures, to be the proud dad. (We didn't go into this, as we ran out of time, I didn't remember it until the very end)

(cont'd)