I was visiting a woman about 65 years of age. She had a very nice house beside the river in Strawberry. Lots of windows, nice patio and an overall green color scheme. We were very friendly and I was sexually attracted to her. She encouraged my interest. After lunch she was tired and told me she was going to go lay down. I volunteered to do the dishes and there turned out to be more of them than I expected. An elderly gentleman arrived as I was finishing up and helped me a little. Two other gentlemen showed up and the four us sat down at restaurant style booth table, green of course, and shared a needle to inject drugs. Meth I think. Very odd as have I never used a needle.
The action then moved to the river. There were two big trucks driving down the middle of the stream. One was a fireman's ladder truck and the rushing river was going over the top of it almost engulfing the driver. I wondered how the truck was still running with its engine under water. The other truck was much bigger, a full semi, a forest service vehicle. The first truck drove up on the shore and reeled out the ladder. Then using large trees as levers the men there began straitening out the bends in the ladder. I thought this would weaken the ladder and make it very unsafe. The other truck began driving up the river and I was impressed by its ability to negotiate up stream. I was looking across the river with a pair of binoculars. As I looked at certain areas the landscape changed from mountainous forest to hilly parkland.
Back inside at the table I was cleaning up, there were several packs of cigarettes full of half smoked cigs and butts. I was sorting these out. Then in the front of the house a whole group of people, the woman's sons and neighbors, were reattaching a facia board to the porch. I was using a hammer and one of her sons was next to me using a Makita drill. I was trying to find a suitable nail, there were a lot of different types of nail on the floor and in my hand. Most of them were bent. Also in my hand were a number of used hypodermic needles.
In the house again I was sitting on a green couch, a group people from the dream were scattered around the room. On a couch opposite me there was a very large cat like animal. Some one said it was an American black ferret. What ever it was it was quite impressive and I want one.
Sexual attraction to older women has been a recurring theme in my dreams of late. I am curious as to what part of myself these older women represent. The mother. The mature sensual being. Or the part of me seeking younger sexual partner, the cougar as it were. There were a lot of emotions brought up by these episodes. And these were only a part of my dreams last night.
Survus,
OWL
ctiy of mind
