comfort from a mother’s dream

bird roof - December 12, 2013d

A dream left behind helps a daughter cope with her grief…

I found this dream in Angelica Huston’s memoir A Story Lately Told

Ms. Huston’s mother wrote this dream down the day before she died in a car crash:

I am in a room with B.  Perhaps in bed.
There is a stillness.  There will be an earthquake.

The hotel crumbles.  There is wreckage everywhere.
We have slipped gently to a place somewhere.
atop it.  I can see colored shreds and strips
of building refuse that is neither wood nor steel
but something like both.  There is no feeling of
danger but of something like relief—that
sort of calm after a storm.

The dream seems—seems—to have foretold the crash…

However, we only know this for certain: the mother’s dream gave the Angelica Huston a sense of peace.  So it was a good dream to leave behind.

I’m now thinking about the dreams people would find in my old journals if I died…

A few folks might be upset at what they discovered…

Perhaps they’d think the dream was about them—just because they were in it…

If someone saw that I’d stabbed him in the hand with a fork in a dream…

…he might think I actually wanted to stab him in hand in waking life.

Well, maybe I did.  But more likely, my dreaming mind used him to represent some aspect of myself.

In any case, I don’t think my dream entry would give him a sense of peace upon my demise.

With that in mind, I’m practicing this age-old tradition: I write such notes in code.

© 2013, Michael R. Patton
open all night: poems of our dream life


About Michael Patton

I am a poet, novelist, and fabulist...A new mythologist, a peace miller, a dream worker...I don't qualify as an illustrator or photographer--I just "make pictures"...I have thirteen books available at amazon... I currently reside in northwest Arkansas, but have lived and worked all over the United States... I'm self-taught, for the most part--which is like searching for the right door in the dark. It's an on-going process.... I don't want to write MY story, I want OUR story, so that's what I'm studying: the human story: past, present, future, in its many aspects--including the spiritual. I'm proceeding at a slow crawl.... I don't see the inner world and outer world as separate. By learning about myself, I learn about others, I learn about my world.... Conversely, as I struggle to understand what I see OUT THERE, I learn about myself.... But to be clear: I don't claim any special understanding. I'm still purblind, still only half-awake.... After frustrating experience with the publisher of my first novel, I've published on my own, beginning with e-books, with plans to move into print and audio. Even video.... Along with a second novel, I've now published eight books of poetry. Each poetry book focuses on a theme. For instance, the collection GLORIOUS TEDIOUS TRANSFORMATION is about the slow difficult wonderful process of change.... In that book, as with all my work, I try to be accessible to a general audience, while also striving to achieve a certain literary quality.
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