My Strange Dream
I haven't been writing stories lately
but I had this dream over four days ago
and it keeps hanging in my memory.
Maybe writing it down will make it go away.
It started with me being in a huge old cathedral
with lots of people milling around and everyone was upset
and watching as if something terrible
was about to happen. Many were praying but I somehow knew
that their prayers would not be answered
unless the five huge copper kettles
that were suspended from the high ceilings were cleaned and washed.
I put my cleaning supplies and my hand bag in a corner,
all the time worried that someone would take them
but knowing I had no choice. I found a ladder
that was 75' high and started climbing up to get
the first copper kettle. (I am afraid of heights and was
aware of that as I climbed up the ladder)
I unhooked the first kettle and somehow carried it down the ladder.
I washed it kneeling on my knees and was surprised
that the concrete floor didn't feel cold and didn't hurt my knees.
When I was finished I moved the ladder to the next
copper kettle and proceeded to climb up to get it.
In order to unhook this one, I had to lie on the top of the ladder
with my back centered on it so I wouldn't fall
and when I unhooked it, the weight was on my stomach
and I just lay there wondering
how I would get my feet on the ladder steps.
Somehow I managed to get it down
and began to clean it. After both were clean,
I looked at the other three kettles and they were a lot higher
than the ladder could reach. I spotted a man who looked like
a construction worker and told him about my problem
and asked him if he could get the other three kettles for me.
He looked doubtful until I told him I had gotten
the first two down by myself. Then he said,
"Sure, I will get them for you." By the time I got back to the place
where my two clean kettles were, he had already gotten them down
and had set the three dirty ones inside of the two clean ones.
(they all fit together which also seemed impossible)
I was a little upset about that,
but proceeded to take the dirty
ones out and polished and cleaned all of them.
I noticed that my hand bag was still where I had left it.
I was relieved to have the task finished.
Then I woke up.
I have no idea what that dream signifies but
I have just recently started getting well from a bad flu germ.
I hope I now can forget about that dream.
Kes
1 comment:
I thought that was a beautiful dream. I can never remember my good dreams only the nightmares.
Maybe it's about overcoming obstacles, even though they are hard, they are worth it.
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