Dreams

The most beautiful one occurred this morning: a full grown tree in blossom, I had never seen anything like it before and couldn't identify it, but it was extraordinarily lovely, especially when the wind moved its branches. I was in a place where there were old sluice gates or something, and streets were washed clean, and the air smelled much more fresh than wherever I had been. Some people were a little sour, but they weren't important.

On the 28th I had a flower dream including pretty pots, multi coloured forget me nots and flowers I thought were a dull green buy only because I saw them from the side; from the top they were a rich purple. Also had a side view of stalks and leaves of other plants displaying symptoms of blight/ disease. Working out how to cure them...

There was one on the morning of Dec 26th. I dreamed I kissed a guy who seemed to be a combination of two sagitarians I know, both being real life magicians in very different ways. In the dream, the guy told me he thought he would have had more chance with me if he hadn't suffered from spots. I kissed him gently and told him I never noticed any spots on him. He looked at me with a quizzical frown and said I was very sensitive.

It all feels much more fresh. I inevitably forget how tiring these visits to Spain are. Part of it is entering Mum's reality and living by her rules because she can't do anything else, plus we shopped a hell of a lot, and nothing wears me out so quickly. I try for her sake, but trying on clothes is just tedious. I've barely done anything constructive since returning home, even reading fatigues me; But I do feel the freshness of the coming Spring, it's all around me. How, when Winter has just begun?