rescue the new from the old
Tuesday, March 25th, 2008
Back inV ienna. Springtime, but a lot of wet snow storms. I had a flu, now I just have a cold still.
Last week I had a strange dream. There was a rowing boat, with four people in it, who knew each other very well. I only could see their faces. They were quite familiar to me. One woman really caught my attention. She had a large forehead, and was very skinny, her skin was very dry, it felt as if she was half dead already, or in the process of dying by not drinking any liquids anymore. I was quite terrified by her appearance. Even more, when I saw her whole body. She was lying naked in the boat, and on her left breast she wore a super small skinny baby, a naked mini human, like a decoration.
I wanted to separate this baby from her, because i thought the baby would die when it would stay in contact with her. At the moment of this thought, the boat passed under me, I was suddenly standing on a wooden bridge, and when the boat reappeared on the other side of the bridge, a plastic sheet covered the face of the woman, very tightly, she could not breath anymore, I tried to rescue her and the baby.
This dream dwells a lot in my mind nowadays, when i denitfy with the baby, i get quite light, and happy, as if all my sorrows disappear.
