From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Had a dream somewhere between 3 and 9 AM, involving the dreamer being given /   
   handed an ornate key.  Although the person giving me the key seemed female,   
   there was not a very good view of her as the focus was upon the key being   
   presented.  There was a    
   type of maternal sense to her and the key, but the view simply wasn't "aimed"   
   / directed in a manner to identify her (as either being Gina or not.)  The   
   key, however, being the "object OF the dream," literally, possibly   
   symbolically as well, had a "head"    
   to the key (the area one holds above the shaft) that was heart-shaped, roughly   
   ¾"–1 square inch in surface area, slightly bigger than a typical house key   
   (possibly due to "Biden-flation"?) and had a few qualities / properties that   
   were observed:  1)    
   old, possibly in the age of "antique." 2) it had a "wooden" feel to it, as if   
   it were hand-crafted, possibly as a work of art, yet still functional.  3) A   
   "3-D" appearance to it, as if the "front" side of the heart-shape were convex   
   (slightly rounded    
   outward, like a magnifying glass) and also dark-brownish in color, possibly of   
   "old blood," but whether old blood was used for the coloring or not is an   
   *entirely* different matter.  The dreamer was simply "engaged" with the beauty   
   of the object. The    
   back side was relatively flat by comparison, although the edges around the   
   head of the key were maybe 1/16th of an inch thick, and rounded, so that there   
   were no sharp edges along the head of the key.  The backside also had a   
   light-brown to golden    
   texture to it, NOT polished perfectly smooth, yet somewhat "mottled" as if   
   were possibly from weathered wood or possibly skin (such as the surface of a   
   leather belt, which although some belts may be shiny smooth, others are   
   somewhat "mottled" / textured.)   
      
   There was a question in the dreamer's mind as to what this key went to, as if   
   it were jogging something in the back of the dreamer's mind.  This   
   "presentation of the key" took place in an area that, IRL, would be akin to   
   standing in the area of the    
   fireplace in the living room/den of the house my father built at Scottland   
   Drive.  The dreamer was facing the fireplace (westward) but as Scottland Drive   
   runs a very few degrees east of true north (this may be observed at night when   
   looking at the    
   northern pole star, Polaris) and the dreamer was facing a few degrees north of   
   the fireplace, the dreamer was facing somewhere along that WWNW direction.  To   
   the dreamer's right (towards north) was a small chest (smaller than my AIWA   
   reel-to-reel player)    
   but the idea that the key may have gone to the chest seemed incorrect.  Nor   
   was it the key to Mom's cedar chest out in the garage.  The phrase "key to my   
   heart" / "key to your mother's heart" was sensed, however.  As I began to stir   
   from that dream, I    
   contemplated the turning of a key clockwise (as locking a deadbolt on a door)   
   or counterclockwise (unlocking) however, that particular orientation *often*   
   depends upon the lock itself.  Many locks (deadbolts) are designed so as to   
   "push" the bolt (over    
   the top of the turn) into the doorframe, so clockwise / counter-clockwise may   
   depend entirely upon which side one's door is hinged, and how "attune" the   
   locksmith is (or was) who installed the deadbolt.  Either way, I felt that   
   musing about the direction    
   in which a key turns was drifting off the focus of the purpose of the key   
   itself.  NOTE that the key seemed more "wooden" than "metallic."  Clarity of   
   the dream was between 7 and 9.   
      
   Just a *quick* mention, there was a dream clip involving the character,   
   "Newkirk" (from the 1960s TV series, Hogan's Heroes) which was *   
   haracter*-oriented, NOT actor (Richard Dawson) oriented.  Can't recall   
   anything else about the clip, however.   
      
   There was another dream closer to waking, involving a piece of property out in   
   a rural setting, involving water retention within a certain area, as to   
   whether it was due to flooding or to [intentional retention.] (Play on words   
   here done for fun while    
   typing.)  The area "felt" like the property east of Asbury lane, across the   
   street from my old home at 3050, back *before* someone moved a house onto that   
   lot.  Regardless, that was simply the "feel" for the place.  In retrospect,   
   there was very little (   
   if anything) similar to the actual location IRL.  Clarity 8-, as really   
   nothing of the plot seems to have survived morning "evaporation" (what happens   
   to dreams after waking, when one simply cannot recall anything else about it /   
   them.)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)