From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/03/23 Monday: Mother's chainsaw snag :-)   
      
   So this was the dream before waking:  My mother came to me with a problem in   
   which she needed help solving.  I followed her outdoors, and noticed a   
   treeline had been pruned (neighbors' trees along the line of the field had   
   been trimmed of low-hanging    
   branches.) As I followed her toward Reeves-Rogers School, the first problem I   
   noticed was the cross-cut hacksaw pinched about 8'–10' in the air.  Then a   
   bit further down, the same problem with the chainsaw.  This started to really   
   bother me, as she had    
   NO business at her age going around with a chainsaw.  (In real life, the idea   
   of her using the chainsaw is ludicrous, as she'd likely be able to barely lift   
   it unless perhaps in an emergency, and I'm fairly certain she'd be unable to   
   start it unless it    
   were fixed.)  I began bemoaning (bitching) about how her having done this   
   could possibly have led to a mortal (if not fatal) injury, and the dream   
   *began* to end, but my mind was still on the problem of how best to fix the   
   problem.  The solution came to    
   mind before I actually awoke, but was just outside the "visual bubble" of the   
   dream scene.   
      
   The solution is easy:  get the aluminum extension ladder, use it to prop up   
   the branch pinching the hacksaw, thus freeing the hacksaw.  Then take the   
   ladder and the hand saw to free the chainsaw, then complete the task of   
   pruning the trees (perhaps) but â   
   €” as to what this all represents/represented?  Who knows?  Clarity 7 to 8,   
   easily.  Note that as the person in the dream was a bit more vigorous /   
   healthy / stronger than my real life mother, it's *possible* she was actually   
   a representation of Gina,    
   who would be about 56 years old now, which is far more in line with the   
   characteristics of the female in the dream, which really starts to put the   
   concept of "soulmate" into the perspective of the person one most needs in   
   order to help one through life's    
   mysteries, which also puts life itself into a much different perspective.   
      
   The other dream currently escapes my memory / has evaporated, but I *had* it   
   when I first got up.  Something about pants / pockets / accessibility (such as   
   keys in one's pocket.)  Clarity was at around 5, but evaporation has pretty   
   much killed even that    
   much.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)