Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Dream


Last night I had a dream about walking.

I was with Diane, who had built or was showing the deepest pools in the world. They were built so that there was three of them at different levels. Looking down from the highest diving board you could see all three. They escalated in a similar way a staircase does. each one had a high dive. From the highest board you could see down into all the pools. I suppose they were built for diving. Although it would be impossible to dive from that high.

They were dimly lit too. Diane was giving a sort of tour of them. I had to climb up the stairs (they had no guard rail) to the boards and look down. I got out onto the very edge of the highest dive. It was slippery. I kept feeling like I was going to fall. The next part I remember was being in one of the pools, I was terrified and clamoring against the wall trying to lift myself out.

I have a fear of deep water. Especially when its dark and the bottom is invisible. I also hate heights. This dream put me atop a high dive that was slippery above a deep pool that was not lit, empty and I could not see the bottom.

*The picture at the top of the page is of the deepest pool in the world. The pools in my dream were even deeper than this.*



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