Archive for the 'Dream' Category

Storm II, 1998

Posted by Heather B on May 9th, 2005

I was driving on a highway in nasty-looking weather. Clouds were darkening, thickening. I knew it was important to hurry. In my rear-view mirror, I spotted twin funnel clouds racing above and along with the traffic behind me, trying to set down, pondering their next victim at a rapid, crazy pace.
In the lead, I was […]

Storm I, 1998

Posted by Heather B on May 6th, 2005

I was in a wide, gently sloping and masterfully sculpted valley of carpeted green. Wildflowers of every variety, every color, so incredibly beautiful, coated the landscape around me. There was a gentle, warm breeze. Sunlight came and went with thick, comforting, cottony-grey clouds hanging low in the sky.
Other people were around, taking it easy, camping […]

Attack IV, 2003

Posted by Heather B on April 29th, 2005

It was a cold winter night, on an unfamiliar street. Driving in my minivan, I double-parked to rearrange a bunch of disheveled stuff in the van. We were on a long journey and had many of our belongings with us, including warm blankets, sleeping bags, and clothing. My two sons were with me, the younger […]

Attack V, 2002

Posted by Heather B on April 28th, 2005

I was in some cityscape. It was very early morning, predawn. I was with a group of people, trying to get home. The streets were unfamiliar and unsafe, especially in the dark. I felt responsible for the people I was with and yet unable to usher them to safety. There were others in the group […]

Attack IV, 1999

Posted by Heather B on April 23rd, 2005

River and I were caretakers of a large church with ornate beveled glass doors and windows. We happened to be in the center of a city with a lot of racial tension.
Night came. The church was quiet, beautifully lit from the inside, and as usual, open to the public. I was tuned in to some […]

Attack III, 1998

Posted by Heather B on April 22nd, 2005

There was a forest, dark and green and inviting. It was light-filled, sprinkled with green and blue shadows and yellow dapples. It was the forest behind Fellowship House at Green Acre Bahá’í School, in Maine, the land sloping downward and away from the white building into thick deciduous trees. I visited the woods feeling light […]

Attack I, 1990

Posted by Heather B on April 19th, 2005

My step-father and brother were with me in a swimming pool. It was a brilliant, warm day, and the water was crystal blue. They were both holding my head under the water. Looking up through the swirling, distorting surface, I saw they were smiling and even laughing. Not knowing how I got here, first I […]

Flood II, 1999

Posted by Heather B on April 19th, 2005

I was driving out west through high, dry, cliffs and steep terrain with one or two companions. The sky was a brilliant blue, the car was a little red Toyota.
We cruised along a road that traveled high along the edge of a teetering cliff. Overhangs above gushed water down onto the road in torrents. The […]

Flood I, 1974

Posted by Heather B on April 18th, 2005

I was in the kitchen in our new house in Pittsburgh. I was three. My father returned home from work, coming in the back door off the kitchen. I rushed to him and hugged his legs. My mother was there in the kitchen with us, preparing dinner. All seemed unusually normal and happy for a […]

Dreams that won’t let up

Posted by Heather B on April 11th, 2005

Still exhausted—now I am dreaming relentlessly about One magazine. I am actually trying to problem-solve throughout the night. Many of my waking hours are spent working on launching this new online venture… you would think my brain could give it a rest for a few hours while I sleep. But no.
One of the main tasks […]