Agapito

I was walking arm in arm with Mami toward the ocean. Looking out across the water, I wondered why there was not a large weeping willow growing over it as I had expected there would be. When we were in the ocean, I knew it was that we had died. We were in a waiting room in the depths, Mami and Maria sitting on seats of coral stone. I didn't like it there, and I took them by the hair back through the door we had come, to the shore…of life(?) But it was not the same place, the sun shone somehow more evenly. I saw a gathering near a round hole in the landscape, and I knew instinctively it led to the lower world in which we had lived and died. A man in the gathering said, "I want to go down and help them (those in the world)." And another said, "Yes, but remember that there you can be made to suffer." I knew then that they were higher beings.

dream archive 3/22/88