08/06/03
Icetrees, AKA The Ice-Top Sky Revised

I had another dream about ice falling down from the sky and just missing hitting me. This is the third one I've ever had.

The first two dreams I called "The Ice-Top Sky" and "The Ice-Top Sky Redux." In both of those the sky itself froze over and I feared it falling down on my head. This dream was different because the sky didn't freeze over, but it ended much the same. I was in my bedroom and I wanted to listen to music but it was getting light outside--daytime. This didn't bother me TOO much though and I was considering doing it anyway. (I...er...dance in the dark. So nobody can see. o_o;; ) I remember turning toward the bed and looking at my left hand. For some reason I was thinking of my characters from Manitou Island and envisioning a GeeBee (cannibal giant/ice wind elemental) character--Augwak?--cupping Charmian's (the protagonist's) face with one bony hand. I crooked my hand to see if I could make it look like his. I remember specifically seeing the heel of my hand. My room was dim because the windows were covered or shaded. I don't know if I uncovered one to look outside or if I went into the living room, but I somehow spotted the big maple tree in our front yard and its branches were frosted with ice. That's right, some sort of ice storm had passed through.

I went to the living room window to peer out and saw the treetops all white and frosty and beautiful against the glaring blue sky. It was still summer in my dream, but it made sense somehow. I decided I wanted to take some pictures of the ice before it melted. I got the camera and just like in real life, I believe the little display monitor which shows how many pictures are left, how low the batteries are, and what flash and quality setting it's on wasn't working (in real life my mom accidentally broke it). I turned the camera on and went through the living room to the front porch door and stepped outside.

Standing on the porch stoop, I looked up at the maple. It was much wider than in real life, I believe, and differently shaped. Gargantuan; it didn't really seem taller, but it did seem bigger somehow. Maybe it was just the angle. And there was something that was supposed to be the part of the porch I was standing on, even though it was in fact in front of and to the right of me--it was an outcropping of the house that resembled a castle tower, big and wide and cylindrical and dark gray, framing the right side of the tree. I kept trying to get these in the shot, both of them, but I don't think they fit properly. I believe I decided to get a shot from a different angle and so I descended the porch steps and crossed over to the driveway. It was sunny and bright, and probably warm; the treetops were all frosted. There didn't seem to be leaves, but the branches didn't look normal either--they weren't pointed and sharp. It's like they were kind of rounded and blunted, maybe by the ice. All warped and surreal looking.

I stopped in the driveway and turned around to face the house. Now there seemed to be a large tree right near where the porch is--maybe it was the bamboo?--and there was also an old lady present. I don't know who she was but somehow she wasn't a total stranger. She had white hair that was kind of done up in back, but not in a bun; it wasn't pulled back tight as it was kind of poofy in front. Poofy, but smoothed back. Hard to explain. Like it was being held up with spray. She was a little stocky and had a sort of gruff, bulldog-looking face and resembled someone I know I've seen before, probably on TV; maybe that political person from Texas or California or whatever? The old woman? She was a senator or congresswoman or governor or something. Anyway, this old lady was now standing in the yard posing beside this big frozen tree so I could get it in perspective. I held up the camera and started framing a shot but nothing ever seemed right. I do think I shot off a few pictures but I wanted better ones.

I looked up and now noticed the HUGE ICICLES dangling way over my head. In real life we have trees on the other side of our driveway and their branches extend out over it; it was that way in the dream. Plus there were the branches from the one in the yard (not the big maple but whatever the woman was standing next to). I think those ones were over my head so I stepped back, but then I ended up beneath the branches of the opposite trees. I think a big icicle fell down and crashed to the ground just inches from me so I felt very nervous and started shuffling around. I moved out into the driveway and sought a clear spot with just sky above me, but from there I couldn't get a decent shot. So I went back beneath the trees and prayed that I could get a shot in a few seconds and hurry out of the way before getting hit. I kept looking up over my head. The icicles still dangled there.

As if to prove this point a huge one crashed down right beside the old lady, to her right (she was facing me). She stepped aside and then stood beside it to show perspective again. I held up the camera to hurriedly take a shot or two before I lost my nerve and she started yammering on and on about something--the situation, I think, with the icicles. Maybe telling a story about them or something. She wasn't worried in the least but her mouth just kept flapping. Her head kept moving so much that I knew I could not get a decent shot of her while she was talking like that.

Finally in frustration I yelled, "Stop talking!!" and readied the camera to take what shots I could before the icicles could collapse. And that was right when I awoke. (To the alarm clock.)

Last night I tried asking a "dream question" before going to sleep. (Yesterday afternoon, I should say.) What I stated was, "Help me think of a steady reliable job to make money." I knew it would not help, but still, it couldn't hurt.

I don't think the dream offered me a solution; I think it may be just reflecting my current worries. The two main things on my mind have been my story and our money problems. I don't know which one the dream was referring to; maybe both? (That could explain the brief bit about the GeeBee hand, whatever it means.) I also can't remember if the other two ice dreams fell when I was worried about something or not; I never take note of such things. I find it strange how the symbolism of falling ice pops up so often; it's not like it's a common symbol, at least, not to my knowledge.



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