Spirit Animal


I had an unusual dream last night. I was working and living in the kind of job I have now, but a little different. I had definitely left Dennis. I was single. I went to a restaurant on top of a mountain. It was part of my job shepherding around the "talent". I parked my car down the mountain a way from the restaurant, which was like a mountain lodge, and I was enjoying the museum in the restaurant. The talent and his coterie were artists and blog authors. Their art was on display in a large room. Each piece, which were the usual rectangles of paper with paints or other media, were stored in trays slotted into cardboard boxes so you could set the boxes on tables, cafeteria style, and the audience could walk past the boxes and slide out the trays and look at your art. That was really shocking to me, the accessibility of the art. You could touch the pieces. And in fact there were punks there taking the pieces out and adding to them. Maybe defacing, and maybe that was part of the Art? Fearless.

So I met a man while looking through the pieces. He was dark brown hair, rumply, white man. I was really drawn to him and he seemed to feel the same about me. Of course I knew much more about him than he did about me because i knew he was one of the bloggers and in fact I read his blog and really liked it. We were tooling around and looking at things and as it was getting late, I thought I would need to get home. I wanted him to take me to my car and I was thinking of asking him to come home with me. We were happily walking towards his car when I slipped and fell to the ground. Then I felt a large wet snout snuffling at my mouth. It was a BOAR. Like a wild pig, with big tusks? They are dangerous because they can gore you. (Oh i see tusks phallus, geeze). So I was very still while the boar sniffed my breath. I thought the metaphor in the dream was about spirit and the breath the pig was snuffling so greedily, but maybe it was just a boring phallus thing.

Then I got back up and I was in the car with the man. We were driving out of the parking lot and had to stop and wait for the gate guard. He was approaching a group of furry animals. (God, one million bucks says they were beavers) but I couldn't say what kind they were, just that the were brown, the size of a cat and seemingly harmless. But I knew that they were wild so I wasn't too hopeful about the harmless part. Correct. One of them leaped up and bit the guard on the tongue (weasel, raccoon?) and hung on fiercely. That has got to hurt. I lost a lot of interest in the dark man by my side as did he. The violence was appalling.

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