April 1, 2020
Today’s
Dream Image – I woke from a SOUND sleep – it was my alarm going off in the other
room and I was still deep in dream state for minutes after I opened my eyes. This
was one of those dreams I have after waking early, early, looking at my watch
and then rolling back into the covers to sleep some more. The setting was in my classroom which is in
the basement of a big old mansion.
Ostensibly, I have gone there to tend to my aquariums (My current
quarantine boundaries keep me out of that room and the general school buildings,
so needless to say, I’ve been concerned with the health of two big tanks of
fish and frogs which have not been tended to for a couple weeks now.) In my dream,
the bigger one was thick with a furry algae, even my big old Plecostomus was
green with it. The frog terrarium had been moved to a shelf beneath the
aquarium and filled with water so that the frogs had to swim, but what made matters
awful was that there was a large serpentine predator chasing them around the
tank. The frogs were in big distress. As I was studying how to remedy this sad
circumstance of these troubled water world, my aunt from Cincinnati walks over
to me. So surprised and overjoyed, I hug
her and as we embrace, I look over her shoulder to see my mom moving toward us
from across the room. We stood together with
our arms around one another in a big hug. I was busting with the urge to introduce my
family femmes to my schoolmates, anyone in the building would do. Here we were, jubilant – three of the family
matriarchs together in one unlikely place.
It was a joyful way to wake.
Today’s
observation – Windows everyone in town are filled with colored paper
hearts. I’ve begun to see more and more
of them, walking my pup through the neighborhoods, going to the grocery store,
even on campus today there was a big window full of them in a central
building. Curious was the heartful
conspiracy was all about, I googled it.
It’s a display of solidarity that translate to “we are safe in shelter
and we know that this too will pass.
Keep up the hope as you take care.”
I thought, “Okay, I’m down with that.” Now I have a mosaic of paper
hearts on my front window, a rainbow of them.
Today’s idea – Attitude counts for a lot of any
outcome. Funny how after that sumptuous
dream finale, my mood sagged into a dark sad place. I was felling isolated and sorry for
myself. Not depressed but mopey and
unmotivated. Kind of emotionally
stranded. After coffee and breakfast, I moved through the first hours of
morning like a dull pencil, dragging myself through duty and routine. During the Zoon faculty meeting, I felt ill
at ease and unconnected, just wanting it to end. Where did all the love go? At last I harnessed up my Westie and we
walked down to the Mississippi. What a
picturesque Spring day it was – the air still and mildly warm, fresh and sweet smelling. The Cardinals were in full voice as well at
the Canada geese. We walked, I just listened and breathed. As I was walking, I got the idea to investigate
making cloth masks with the girls; when I got out of quarantine, I’d find a sewing
machine. Then my phone rang, it was my head of school reporting in about how to
shorten my quarantine. I’d called him yesterday,
requesting again to consider letting me end it early, considering the dire news
about the Covid19 forecasts, delivered last night by the President. I needed to be more available for the kids.
Today he told me that he’d been consulting some of the physicians on the board
of trustees. They think that if I have
no symptoms and fever after five or six days, I should be able to end it soon
thereafter. Yes, I told him, I’ll take
my temp. daily. I shot home as soon as my legs would carry me, and my pup’s
legs would carry him. 97.2° F. I started a daily log. Then I noticed a message from a colleague,
opened it and learned that the Parents’ Council had bought us a new sewing
machine. She left it outside my door. I
was a little incredulous. Not thirty
minutes ago, I’d been dreaming about looking for a machine to make masks. I’d walked into a magic afternoon. The least I could do is fill my window with
hearts. Well maybe, that and clean my
aquariums on the D & L. Shhhhhhh…
Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
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