Fanfare

I had a profound dream, begging me to do what must be done, essentially, or suffer the consequences. And while I moved through this dream, a vibrating noise followed; as I sat at a table in a restaurant discussing philosophy; as I walked through a friend’s winery; as I strolled amidst trees or stood on a bridge.  Thup, thup, thup, thup, thup.  What is this noise?  Why does it go where I do?  Thup, thup, thup, thup, thup.  I could feel its vibration externally.  It did not come from within.

My subconscious was being baited.  Pay attention.

I wish I had.  It would have been a perfect moment for a lucid dream made more perfect by the theme.  Do what must be done… or suffer.  Oh to have accessed the subconscious insight.

To varying degrees we all have these crossroad moments, but only the open wise or the lucky are keenly aware.   

As I listen to the trumpets cry in La Niña de Mis Ojos, I am reminded of my father.  As far as the eye can see there is nothing but smooth sailing out to the horizon, yet I sense a disturbance.  How why or from what direction I cannot say.

Thup, thup, thup, thup, thup… went the overhead fan.  Pay attention.

Victoria Crystal

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