Posted by Thistle on November 24, 2001 at 07:55:15:
In Reply to: Re: Treewalkers posted by jnvn on November 23, 2001 at 21:38:29:
My dreams are often of this nature, but I usually don't write them down so I forget the details. I forgot a lot of this one, and I wrote it down shortly after waking. Last night I also had a bizarre dream about a very creepy mental hospital and hairless puppies. I forgot most of the details on that one, but I do remember it was very BIZARRE. As far as the treewalker dream goes, I have some ideas on interpretation. I became a little overwhelmed as I typed it. I had what you might call an "aha!" moment. Perhaps God is the "best treewalker" and Jesus is his son. A lot of the dream has to do with where I am spiritually. I could go into detail, but I'm not sure you want me to bore you with details.
: this is one groovy dream. thanks for sharing. any ideas on its interpretation? was it the turkey? the stuffing? the eggnog? been gardening a lot? seriously though, there seem to be some really interesting elements here that might mean something to you. any ideas?
: btw now i have a new word - treethug. :-) i kept thinking about the ents and giraffes and similar dreams i have had. its funny how in so many dreams people end up being very high in the air.
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: : Last night, while I nestled cozily in my bed, a treewalker kidnapped me and took me to the highest reaches of the trees. The treewalker had on the tallest stilts imaginable. I was petrified! I kept begging him not to drop me, and he kept assuring me that he was the best treewalker in all of creation. I, on the otherhand, was not so sure of his capabilities. On our walk amongst the braches, we passed an immensely tall building. By my terrified peep down, I discerned that this was the tallest building in all of creation. The treewalker kept looking at the inner structure of the building. He seemed to receive some sort of confidence or pleasure from this building. I, on the other hand, was still frighteningly aware of my own mortality. I couldn't bring myself to find joy in any of the sights that surrounded us. Then the treewalker stopped at a tree-top convenience store. Yes, we were still way up in the highest reaches of the trees. At this store, we were suddenly joined by the treewalker's son and a bunch of treethugs. The treethugs were attacking the son when we arrived, but ultimately, they were after me. The treewalker told his son to take me back to his house. His son was driving some sort of a tree-top sports car. We were still in the highest reaches of the trees, but there was some sort of a tree-top road. I was still petrified that the son was going to swerve off the road, and I was going to plummet to a painful splat. I looked out of the topless car and saw towering mountains topped with lots of trees, deep canyons of beautiful hues, and waterfalls cascading swiftly down the precipices. I would normally have been in awe of the magnificant sights (you all know how I adore nature), but I was petrified that the treewalker's son was going to lose control and send us careening to the ground. More than a fear of death, I felt this horrible fear of the feeling of falling out of the sky. Finally, we reached the treewalker's house, and I felt a bit safer. There was something about the house that I can't quite remember, but I do remember that I was looking out the windows as I anxiously awaited the return of the treewalker. I was still somewhat scared of the elevation at which he made his abode.