Tuesday, February 06, 2007


I dreamed that the survival of humanity depended on us collaborating with the Yeti. While at somebody's lake cottage in Michigan, I was given this assignment along with my friend Michael (who has previously displayed supernatural abilities in the dreamscape such as changing tires with his bare hands), my son Donovan, and two other children unrelated to me, but essential to this mission as they were 13th cousins to the Yeti or somesuch.

Anyway, we walked about a mile from the lake and cottages -- this had to be done at dawn and in stealth. If we were seen, the corporations would level the forest in order to sell the lumber.

This forest also held magical secrets, which could help heal humanity AND it was home of the Yetis -- where would they live if it were destroyed? Certainly, they wouldn't form an alliance with us if their forest were destroyed -- and that alliance was our only hope in surviving the horrible battles that were coming to pass.

The trees were so old, mossy and gnarled. There were spider webs as thick as alpaca blankets along the perimeter. We stepped into the lovely, damp magical woods. We looked behind us and at each other. No one had trailed us. We could hear the Yeti gathering up ahead in a clearing and we walked toward them. Just then, a music box started tinkling -- it had fallen open in the little girls jacket pocket. We could hear the Yeti fleeing and the little girl's face crumpled with tears.

The sound of the music box was actually my alarm clock.

Damned mandatory awakening!


Jane said...

It isn't even Wed. yet. Mom

Pelmo said...

I will pay for an alarm clock with a snooze alarm, so you can go back to sleep, insert to be continued, so for once a dream will have a satisfactory conclusion.

Laurie said...

I love reading other people's dreams!

La Sirena said...

Ma, Now it's Thursday. (Tee-hee)
I wasn't sure what you meant anyway.

Pelmo, I'd like to help you, but I'm rarely able to fall back into the dream after the alarm gets me. Trust me, snooze is one of my best friends.

Laurie, Me, too. And I like writing about mine.

Deek Deekster said...

the survival of humanity may yet be determined by how near or far we are from our primitive roots. witness how freaked out people get when they run out of TP, let alone without plumbing...

La Sirena said...


And yet I harbor a hope that when it comes down to it, we as a human race can screw our courage to the sticking place and reintegrate our ability to survive in a primitive environ with the some of the finer things we've picked up on the way.

And mullein leaf makes for a great wipe in nature.

Indigobusiness said...


Everyone knows Yetis dance to the slightest sound of a music box. So, it had to be a dream.

Deek's right, sorta, but I think indoor plumbing marks the start of humanity's slippery slide into oblivion.

Great photo.

La Sirena said...
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La Sirena said...

IB, Nice to hear from you,

I didn't know that Yetis danced to the slightest tinkle of a music box. I'll keep that in mind the next time I try to form a caucus.

Possibly ... I do love a hot bath tho -- but that can still be managed w/o indoor plumbing.
I think air conditioning was the banana peel that finally dropped us on our asses.

Indigobusiness said...

There's no denying the
comforts of a tender trap.

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