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Wednesday, 19. April 2006
Tues 18 April 2006
Kate
05:00h
I have received quite a bit of mail in response to my horse dream ... it’s fairly obvious where your interests lie. I don't know about you people. Apparently we need to examine this dream a little more closely! From The Hidden Power of Dreams— How to Use Dreams on your Spiritual Journey, by Denise Linn ~ Horse: In chapter 15, “Dreams of love and sex,” we find this ~ “In some dreams, one may experience making love with an individual of the same sex (or the opposite sex in the case of a homosexual). This isn’t necessarily latent homosexuality or latent heterosexuality. Rather, it is most likely a desire to attain those qualities represented by the lover.” Well, I’d like an expanded sense of self, and freedom and movement. Who wouldn’t? But I am not aware of questioning someone else’s motives. (Oh wait. Yes I am. Fancy that.) • < <> > • < <> > • < <> > • < <> > • < <> > • < <> > • Swabbing the Decks update: Spent part of the evening cleaning out a trench that Scott dug out to the ditch to drain water further away from the house. Came in wet and muddy, but not cold. Wore winter’s ski pants and jackets; toasty. The dampness and scent out there took me back to my early Katimavik days in 1978, when required to climb down a wet rock wall. I was terrified, and was surely the last one down. But oh, northern New Brunswick is a rich and pungent place. It was as if I had entered a fairy tale. 11:14 p.m. Scott is trying to get some sleep while I stay up to make sure no more water gets into the basement. It is seeping in again and not to be trusted. There were fast and heavy rains today, and even some snow. Now it seems the rain isn’t going to let up for a while and the pumps, if doing what they’re supposed to, aren’t saving the day. Best get back down there. I figure a check every 15 minutes ought to keep the waters at bay. "Back! Back, brief waters!" ... Link |
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