The very first dream I recall having is when my little brother (1.5 yrs diff) and I were still in diapers. I know that for we were in our cribs at the time. I remember taking his hand and helping him fly out the window and up through the trees and over over house, and then over our street. I had the feeling that we reached a hieght (it was very cold) and should not go any further. I was still holding his hand and we rested down on what I have allways thought of as a cloud and watched our street as a heard of deer walked through the yards, eating up our garden.
I dont recall leaving, but I do recall my mother talking about deer the next day.
When I was about 3 or 4 I dreamed that I was in a thick jungle, with tall trees lush plants allround, and a huge mountain to my left. I was laying on the ground, head facing north. Behind me was a green house, a huge house of glass. As I lay there, I think I was dying. Out of the forest came gorillas, and one approached me, looked down at me, sat next to me, and very gentle picked up my right foot (which was white, and bare) and gentle started to nibble on my foots soul. I was small, and I felt peace and safe. I recall a sensation which I have struggled to properly define my whole life, as I have never felt anything similar. It was a thick, heavy sensation like a band of metal being wound into a spiral, a slow tightening and the light slowly faded into pitch black.
Still dreaming, I found myself in my mothers pantry, looking at all the shelves, and storage of food, and thinking that I would rather be back in Africa with the Gorillas, then living this sort of life.
This dream has been very prophetic for me in many ways, ( No I dont have a foot or Gorilla fetish). As a child though I struggled with understanding just where my brain was to come up with this vivid dream. I remember when King Kong came out and I cried and cried, but I knew my dream still had a deeper implaction for me.
I'd love to hear anythoughts, ideas and first impressions on these.
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