booker street

oneiric

funny that my word of the day was oneiric, which means "pertaining to or suggestive of dreams" and this morning i had one of the most vivid dreams i can ever recall having.

it involved a professor whom i haven't seen in years and with whom i just reconnected this past weekend. in the short time i studied with him, i came to love him dearly. he was one of the most encouraging people i've ever had in my life. not to be too saccharine about it, i flourished under his guidance. this came at the time that my academic career was ending and i could not be more grateful to him for his support.

there was also some of that delicious older male professor/younger female student dynamic of which i am so (unshamefully) fond.

anyway, this past weekend i was at his home for a party. i hadn't been there in years. it was exactly as it had been, but i hadn't thought about it. we had wonderful conversation and i tremendously enjoyed being there.

so this morning i dreamt about being at his house again, this time as i would be if we were close friends. i was working in the garden with him and his wife and we were uncovering all these fabulous bits and pieces - artifacts, maybe, but not in the academic sense - from the earth.
we were enjoying ourselves tremendoulsy and the closeness i felt with them was unparalleled. that feeling is what i have come away from the dream with.

the details of their home, in my dream, were different from what i saw when i was there this weekend. i can most vividly remember seeing a blue geranium (i have never seen a blue geranium before, but apparently they do exist!) on the windowsill.

what does this dream mean, i wonder. i suppose it means that i really did adore this professor and that reconecting with him - if even just for a sunday afternoon - was a meaninful moment for me.

posted by bls @ 10:31 AM