dilemmas in dream

I wrote about a recent dream. Perhaps this resonates with you?

Now playing: Radiohead ‘Kid A’

The house where I mainly grew up ended up in a sorry state before the family lost it. Lack of money, mental illness, and deteriorations of poverty inside and out; it was not a pretty picture. However, there had been so much love in that house. Threadbare but joyous holidays, family attempts to ‘fix her up’, foster kids welcomed(hi Donald & Quincy!), visit from religious folk of multiple genres, visits from ‘the cousins’, beloved dogs, perfect cats, fascinating ants, celebrations of school achievements, piano lessons for recitals, deep conversations about news, politics, JET Magazine features and my pre-teen bids for independence, gathering around the TV to laugh and marvel at Lucy, Lassie, Red Skelton, Dick Van Dyke, Flipper, Get Smart, I Spy, Julia, Benson, Sanford and Son, The Cosby Show, Mission Impossible, My Favorite Martian, Star Trek, The Twilight Zone and more.

So much more.

We would climb into the large old cars to ‘look at houses’. Yearning trips to see the rapidly developing white areas on Long Island where we were forbidden after dark. Our skin was not welcome in Levittown.

Dreams I remember often happen in that house. Last night’s dream was vivid enough to stay with me into the day.