inception: before and after

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i’ve been dreaming lately.

i love it when i do that.

i’m still trying to decipher some of them.

like the one 2 nights ago about eyebrows.

yes, eyebrows.

eyebrows: hair that protects the eyes by acting as an umbrella, barring entry to would-be vision villains like sweat and dandruff and rain.

eyebrows: those hairy communication tools that are so supportive in strengthening expressions like surprise and anger and disapproval.

i spent the entire dream plucking my eyebrows, and let me tell you: i was giddy with glee having thinned my overpopulated brows and rid my face of strays and runaways.

am i freeing my vision?

altering the way i see things?

getting rid of the superfluous without erasing the necessary?

or do i need/want to pay more attention to my physical appearance?

or maybe get my eyes checked?

(i’m never more indecisive than when it comes to interpreting dreams.)

i spent last night’s dreamtime preserving – funneling hot, gooey, colorful future nourishment through metal wide-mouthed funnels into scalded bell jars.

again, i was giddy with happiness.

honestly, i’d kinda’ hoped for something a little saucier to write about in my dream journal this morning after seeing the movie “inception” yesterday. but no, i just ladeled food into glass jars all night long.

but still, there’s much to chew on . . .

summers spent in my grandmother’s kitchen peeling, boiling, stirring, ladeling. the summer my sister and mother joined me at our farm. we picked pears off the tree that morning and by bedtime, we had jars and jars filled with pear preserves – the best i’ve ever tasted.

is this a dream about memories? i can’t think of a single word or incident in my entire yesterday that would’ve triggered a dream about summertime memories.

women providing sustenance for the winter – is there a message there?

is this a harbinger of famine?

a call to focus (my f-word) and funnel?

sigh.

for me, dream interpretation is best left to the dark early hours, those marvelous, magical hours when anything – anything at all – is possible. my life has been so different in those hours. i am such a different person in those hours.

then the sun makes its presence known, and the magic melts away, though i’m no longer sure why it has to.

4 Comments

  1. Mrsmediocrity

    I love you. I think your focus is right on, and that was wonderful and next weekend my 84 year old friend is going to teach me how to can pickles and I can't wait. I'm not big on interpreting dreams, but I am big on enjoying them, especially the ones that make you happy, that feelings follows you around all day and it is wonderful.
    That was wonderful. And now I'm hungry for pears.

  2. Sarah

    seems many native cultures take dreams as life, not different. perhaps you can savor the pears of memory and the warmth of canning all night in the same breath.

    we experience things in our sleep. the memory of the experience is not so different than the memory of waking experience.

    i guess my perspective is to cherish the depth and release the categories. Go with the energy in it – let it flow in you day or night and just be unafraid of how it moves you! if you are funneling energy, and focusing your drishti — well, then there you are funneling energy and focusing drishti… what does the “explanation” do for you? is it about communicating with yourself?

    eyebrows, hmmm. don't they keep the snow off your eyelashes? adding untold expressiveness to those wild faces we hold in our own?

    thanks for posting – you bring beautiful ripples into my pond.

    just made

  3. Angela

    Jeanne, this is beautiful dream poetry–its own “hot, gooey, colorful future nourishment.”

  4. Debbie

    A few weeks ago, I dreamt that you (wholly Jeanne) had a baby and took the infant with you to a Goddard residency. Let’s run that one by the interpreter.

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