Convoluted dreams.

Last night, I had a dream that Lea Ann Golden, Jane Beall, and Tina Marker showed up at my house for breakfast.

My sister Julie was over visiting when they showed up.  Mary and I and Julie started to make breakfast.

Lea Ann, Jane and Tina wanted scramble eggs, bacon, fried bologna, English muffins, and French toast.  We were low on eggs and I knew it.

I took a place at the table, and then I began to put things out with the trio.  Lea Ann and I were smoking cigarettes, but I told her that Mary didn’t like me to smoke in the house. We continued despite this acknowledgement.

Julie and I began to make all the fixings in the kitchen, with the exception of the eggs. Mary was “off camera” in charge of rustling up the eggs.  I called out… “Don’t forget to fix the eggs.”  She replied “I took something for it.”  I think she thought I was asking about her headache.

The house was nothing like ours at all, but in the dream, it was ours.  It was like a cross between my childhood home… mixed in with some of the Munsters, and the Brady Bunch.  It was a mess…. including the kitchen.  I was mortified.

Eventually, we had everything on the table for the trio, except for the eggs.  I hollered to Mary again.  She came in the kitchen and said.. “Oh.  I’ll see what I can do.”  Panic overwhelmed me.

You see, now, everything else was getting cold.  I was getting upset.  Lea Ann Golden, Jane Beall, and Tina Marker sat at the wooden table and stared at the presentation before them… but they wanted to wait for the eggs.  I noticed there was no syrup on the table for the French toast.  I retrieved syrup.

Finally, I went to the other kitchen, and did not see Mary. I found a couple of dozen of store-bought eggs, and scrambled them up for the breakfast guests.

After eating, we all laid down, in different areas of the living room and dining room and fell asleep.  Except for Tina.  She left.

When I awoke, I lit up a cigarette.  The next thing I know, Stephanie Breslin was walking through the front door.  She said she had a surprise.  The entire softball team was coming over to visit.  This dream was going from bad to worse…. and I knew it.  Most of the people in the dream are individuals I have not seen in a very long time…. or folks that I don’t run into on a regular basis.  But there they were.
As they all began to shuffle in, I felt the need to…. well…. pee.

And that is when I woke up from the dream.  Apparently, my real life sensors were telling me the same thing… because I really had to pee.  Or, perhaps…. I just couldn’t bear to have more people in that dream… coming into a dirty house… with a shortage of chicken eggs on hand.

This morning, in real life… I had a message from Lea Ann.  Telling me about some great Hush Puppies in this area.  Not the shoes.  The food.

When reality and the outer states combine… I’ll tell you.  It is like Deja Vu, I’ll tell you.  Just like Deja Vu I’ll tell you.

Seriously, this was one of those dreams, which was so vivid, and real.  Like I was touching and seeing all of it.  So very actual.  And it couldn’t be further from my true plausibility in existence.  I mean, I haven’t seen, or heard from Jane Beall since 1982.  How is this?

I can only say… we are multi-dimensional humans.  Don’t underestimate us.  Don’t underestimate yourself, or me.  T RULY…..We are each contributing necessary parts offering completion to the wholeness of the universe.

And, it is our very existence which guarantees our equality.  In theory, we should not have any fears because of this freedom.  But not everyone understands that we are all equals.  And therein lies the problem.

Therein we can find the inherent presence of the unknown. Like being in a dream…. low on eggs… when the house is a mess.    Oh Lord.  Just tar and feather me.  And then wake me up.

 

What we achieve inwardly will change outer reality.  —  Plutarch

Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.  — Albert Einstein