Dream Journal

From Road to River★★★★
April 23, 1994

The road turns into this river

I’m bounding around a familiar neighborhood with a friend. A lady drives by and asks where a gas station is. We point to one of our gang, the only local. He/she points to a distant Amoco. Then the street changes to a river and the cars become boats. Jess and I start to go down this river. I ask “is it safe?” It gets fast and fun and we finally reach the bottom — a deep sandy valley. We stick the boat in a guitar case. We’re told we have to wait there at the bottom a while, because a big rush of water is coming and travel back upstream is prohibited.

References: Amoco is a gas station.

The Dream Friend: The friend seems to become my sister Jess this time. She was with me in a similar situation when a car slowed down and asked for directions.

Transformation: The reality is that there is a corridor of some sort with people moving on it. As we can see, it could be easily painted as cars on a road or boats on a river while preserving that same underlying reality.

Melting: Vehicles are often rationalizations created during fast travel. It’s likely the boat thought-form had began to shrink when we stopped and it wasn’t needed anymore. This is how I mistook the shrunken boat for a guitar when I turned my attention back to it, and it fit in a guitar case.

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