This morning Malcolm told us about a dream that started slightly scary and strange, but turned into a fun adventure. Isaac wanted to be in Malcolm’s dream, and he kept asking where he was during all of the action. Finally Malcolm said, “You were in your own dream!” And Malcolm was undoubtedly in Isaac’s dream, and before long Isaac would have scampered into Malcolm’s, if he hadn’t woken up. In my own dream, instead of tears, small bubbles came out of my eyes. They were sort of smoky amber colored, and about the size of marbles. They rose from my eyes into the air. In my dream I wrote a poem about the golden bubbles, and in my dream I loved the poem, it seemed perfect to me, and I was sure I would remember it when I woke up. I didn’t, of course, but I did feel vaguely hopeful, and happy to think about crying glowing bubbles rather than tears. It made me think about the story of Pandora, which I had read earlier in the day. When she opened the box, all of the evils flew out: drudgery, old age, gossip, distrust, envy, lies, deceit, accusation and despair. But she managed to close the box in time to keep hope inside. “Zeus had put hope at the bottom of the jar, and the unleashed miseries would quickly have put an end to it.” But they didn’t, so we mortals still have hope, which means we still have a chance to live and be happy.
Here’s the Velvet Underground with Beginning to See the Light. I met myself in a dream, and let me tell you, everything was alright.
1 ripe but firm avocado – diced
1/2 ripe but firm champagne mango – diced
1 small cucumber, partly peeled – diced
1/2 cup small tomatoes, chopped in half
juice of one lemon or lime
a dash of cholula or other hot sauce
salt and lots of freshly ground pepper
fresh basil, chopped
Combine all of the fruit and veggies and lightly toss. Squeeze over the lemon and add the hot sauce. Season, and eat! You can adjust amounts according to your taste.