Thursday, June 08, 2006

Dream of Drowning

Last night I dreamt that I was getting Baptized again. It seemed to be in a backyard swimming pool. A small boy went before me. They wanted to make it quick, because he was freezing. Then it was my turn. Then the baptizer turned to me. He knew me, but I did not recognize him. (A situation which has literally happened to me at least four times in the past month.) He reached out to me with a very hairy arm. He asked me a question that in the dream I did not understand, and now I do not remember, but it had something to do with the audience, and I responded with something like, "You mean, these people?" My mother was there, as before.

Then, instead of bracing me with his arm and lowering me into the water, he simply gave me a shove on the chest, and I fell over backwards and sank immediately to the bottom. I lay there on the bottom of the pool wondering, "Is he going to come pull me out again, or what?" Finally, I could wait no longer, and frantically swam back up on my own, breaking surface into the waking world.

3 Comments:

alicia marie said...

I tried to leave a comment on your last post...but it wouldn't let me :( That's no fun.

Thanks for the game night. I needed that!! *hugs*

10:45 PM  
lilly said...

tim i have missed you!
is there a post explaning the disign changes?
i couldn't post on your last blog either.
breaking things hun
sounds fun, where is michael forbes when you need him?
i met a guy yesterday, that if he hadn't told me his name was jesse i would have thought was you.
how is rationality treating you these days tim?
do you snorkle?

1:01 AM  
timoth said...

It turns out that I can selectively disallow comments per post. I thought it was a nice touch there.

No, I've never been "sonrkling," nor do I enjoy flying and other such things.

5:03 PM  

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