A certain numbness of the extremities

Don’t you ever dream this dream – your body is floating on water, in the middle of a deep blue ocean. The sun kisses your faces, your neck, your stomach and your legs. Your eyes are closed and you feel warm outside and see a really red light inside. And then you lift your head and dive inside the water. It hits your body with a cold hard embrace. You swim deeper and desperately try to reach the bottom as if something important awaits you at the end. But you just keep swimming and never reach the end.

This is my second favorite dream.

The dream I love the most goes something like this – I wake up in a dark room, light is coming from next door. It’s natural light. I get off the bed and my bare feet touch the cold floor. From the door I can see some people outside. They are sitting. I take a step inside the door and natural day light hits my eyes. It’s mild and loves me. I open my eyes again and struggle to see. Then out of a body of white I see two dark eyes. They look like they have been causally drawn on a piece of paper and forgotten. Then the eyes become a face. It’s my mother. She is taking an algebra class in our balcony. Behind her I can see the warm afternoon light filter in. I can see the trees in the garden. The green is magical with the yellow and black. I blink and she smiles at me.

That’s it! That is all I remember. It‘s the best dream I have ever had. I have only seen it once but the memory of its feeling has burnt itself into my brain.

Then there is a 3rd favorite dream also – I sit in the middle of Times Square. Right there in the middle of the road I sit on a chair, licking my ice-cream cone. People come and stop in front of me. They ask for directions. I stop licking my cone and tell them with elaborate hand gestures. Sometimes my arms extend unnaturally (like rubber woman) and point right to the door they are looking for. It’s fascinating. I feel empowered. And the ice cream cone never melts or ends.