Dream Snake

My Writing Journey

I’m not one to put much stock in dream symbolism, which is odd, considering quite a few characters in my fiction experience prophetic or telling dreams. It makes for interesting fiction. But in real life? Nah. Our modern minds are so cluttered with the constant barrage of images, ideas and detritus of our days, I can’t imagine anything truly meaningful can break through.

One of the few exceptions, in my opinion, is the fear dream. My mother is the perfect example of this. Her towering fears and worries take the form of snakes in her dreams. She’s had many a nightmare in which a giant snake threatens to bite, strangle, or otherwise overwhelm her. I understand this kind of dream, but for me, it’s spiders. Walking into a web covered in spiders is the pinnacle of terror in my dreaming world. Whenever I have one of these dreams, I try…

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The ‘Flash’ Speaks: Sometimes, Dreams Do Get Documented

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Always on my back. Always.

Whenever I’m woken up by a dream, I’m always on my back. I don’t know whether that has to do with blood flow to the brain, or noggin’ positioning, or what.

But when I wake up organically, as I like to say, I’m on my side or my gut (usually with a cat on top of me). If I’m jarred awake by a dream or a nightmare, I’ve slept on my back.

Like this morning. This dream is so fresh and realistic in my mind, I had to get up, put on Bizet’s Carmen, and document it. Plus, I can see the source of it.

Are you taking notes, doctor?

When I was a kid in Herring Cove, N.S., my favourite comic-book hero was the Flash. I believe at one point I owned 97 Flash comics. And the other day at work, I…

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Pick a Card

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Sorry for not posting for the last couple of days but I was busy with work.  I didn’t really remember my dreams as I had to get up and get ready right away.  Anyhow, the good news is I had a dream I can remember enough of to post today.

It started out showing various people who seemed to be involved in some sort of game that directed what they had to do in life.  A person would pick a card that would show them what to do about their problems.  Each card had words written on them as to what they should do in the situation.

The first person was standing near a house with backwards sloped roof.  A kid walked up to him and inquires what card he got.  He told the kid it said something like proceed with prudence.  The kid asks what they should do then…

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Dreams

Kelly Huntson

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I know the streets are dirty. I know there is rejection.

“These are the moments, this is the day.”

But your other self says no.

It summed up your commitment and it’s not holding you to it.

So you apologize to yourself.

And when you finally got around to looking directly at them, they disappeared.

They blew into the sewer – lost, maybe forever.

But you know they still exist.

Somewhere.

Somewhere between the distractions, impulses, procrastination, and doubt.

Let’s see if we can find them.

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Step off the curb, get in, and move over.

Quit sucking on the web.

Put on the flak jacket

And drive the armored car.

Push it. Feel it. Face it.

Make your dreams chase YOU.

Get strong.

Get real.

Yes, it’s going to get real.

They will never stop growling in your ear.

They will never stop gnawing at your neck.

They will always bite…

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