Agapito

Nearing dawn, I accompanied Maria to the townhouse where she was living. I walked with her to the door and saw from outside that it looked like a luxurious interior, but I only saw the stairway leading to the upstairs. She said she would be at the house until 4 when she would be going out. As I left, walking on the steps surrounded by open green space and other houses, I thought, 'I sure am glad Maria lives here.' Had I thought of what I meant by 'here' I might have woken up in the dream.

In a related fragment of another time, I had seen that there was a small window and we squeezed our faces side by side to both be able to look out the window at the same time. I said, "We must look really cute from outside." Then, I saw us from above and outside, pressed against the window, looking up, as kids, cute as I had expected. That window represents to me the window to the world beyond the physical world that we sometimes glimpse in dreams.

On actually waking, I was bothered by the number 4 because it is a number that I have come to associate with death because the number four and 'death' sound almost the same in Chinese. Then it made sense, because it seemed the house I accompanied her back to that looked like a house of stone was a metaphor for a house of bone, returning with her there after having been out with her on a now forgotten dream share. Then I thought that although it would be great to dream share, I am glad, as I said, that she is here, in this world that may too be a shared dream, no matter how 'real' it may seem.

Maria's note: The number 4 is actually a sacred and positive number in ancient Egypt. 4 is the number of containment and completion. Maybe in the dream I was telling you that I would be here in my "home of bone" until my life had reached its completion.

March 2014