Novel Grail – Week 31
December 23, 2014 § 2 Comments
Another dream: On foot, j-walking past a policeman skulking in a doorway, I hop an elevator up to my studio. Covering the floor of the elevator is my stuff. I’ve been evicted! The elevator stops at the top. I hold in my arms the classic lone box of worldly possessions, but I can’t tell what – if anything – is in it. It’s really dark. So is my stuff on the floor. I can’t even make out the shapes of things. A sliver of light comes through the doors which are open an inch or two. It’s sky. There’s nothing out there. I’ll have to jump!
I wake up and realize my next step will be a leap of faith. But it’ll be a good day for flying. The sky is blue with puffy white clouds. The dark stuff is past (burned to a char from last week’s post). I get to choose what goes in the box, if anything. And now that I’ve been thinking about it for a couple days, who needs it? A box is useless. Doors about to open…
TIP: Should wings not sprout immediately, worry not – ask about the bridge… xo Pierr
Ha! I LOVE this post. I love the dream and the image and having to scroll down and down and down trusting that there was something else….and then the link to Monty Python! Brilliant. Mahalo! xo
Yay! I’m so glad you got to watch Monty. Makes me laugh just thinking about it. I first saw that scene with my nephews when they were pre-teen. We had a Monty Python marathon weekend. Goes to show, you never know what seemingly insignificant moment has been emblazoned on your brain to become a pivotal one in your life years later. xo Pierr