Dreamscape

Hawthorne Boulevard, as seen from Mt. Tabor, active cindercone

I have an incredibly active dream life...I work all kinds of things out in my dreams. My sense of place is extremely sensitive and this sense is only heightened within my dreams.  

  When I moved to Portland, Oregon three years ago, the city set itself up distinctly in my dreams.  Dream Portland was easy to identify...bridges, bikes, and green.  Real Portland felt like home immediately and Dream Portland was a place of refuge during my nightly adventures.

  Now that I live in Budapest, this city has not fully revealed itself to me in my dreamscape...Dream Budapest is a collection of exaggerated snippets from Real BP....tiny shops in which no one speaks English, art nouveau buildings of my brain's design, a circular Metro station, etc.  I actually do dream a bit in Magyar.  

  In my dreams, I am sometimes visiting Portland, which seems to be right next door to Budapest (or through some looking glass or behind some barrier).  

   The other night, after not hearing from her for weeks, I dreamt about my friend Stacey.   The week before, I had spent some time in Dream Portland looking for her, trying to call her, always missing her. I needed to see my cat, Zissou, who is staying with her while I am away, and I needed to know how she was doing.  Very frustrating, and dream frustration makes me very emotional.

  I finally received a nice, long email from her.  She described how much she missed me, how she was bonding with  Zissou, and how much comfort he gave her.  It made me feel so much better.

  That night I visited Dream Portland again, this time went straight to her house, gave her a big hug, and picked up my kitty and held him for a long time.  Oddly enough, she lived just next to Óbuda...I could see the city's pastel storefronts from outside her living room window.  From her back yard, I could see the ampitheater....but we were nonethe less squarely  in Portland.

  My two cities have become one within the infrastructure of my dreamscape....will  Dream Budapest ever secede and come to full fruition within my dreams?  I'll let you know later....I'm getting sleepy....zzzzzz  x

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