From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   There were a NUMBER of dreams from last night, this morning, so I kept myself   
   busy earlier to help let some of the mundane details fade away from the bones   
   of the ideas:   
      
   Crustacean in muddy water?—   
   There was something *like* a crawfish (crawdad, crayfish, depending upon where   
   you live) that was peering up at the dreamer much as if it were searching for   
   sunlight.  There was something like an exoskeletal nature to the critter, and   
   the dreamer was    
   dousing it gently with small amounts of water, as if to help wash away the   
   dirt that was within the body of the exoskeleton.  SOME of the dirt washed   
   away.   
      
   NOTE:  I *think* this may be due to an online “debateâ€� (of which I was   
   unaware) in which person B (the responder to the posted content) appealed to   
   me in private messaging to dispense with person A (the originator of the   
   content) as person A was    
   presenting material that person B found in some way repellent.  In other   
   words, Person B was “judgingâ€� Person A of being contrary to Person B’s   
   understanding of Biblical content.   
      
   I reviewed the post in question, observed the A/B relationship, and posted a   
   comment that presented a “higher point of perspectiveâ€� in which *both* A   
   *and* B were given a common “point of lightâ€� at which to view / aim.    
   Later, person B thanked me    
   and admitted having been subject earlier to a “knee-jerkâ€� type reaction.    
   So I *think* this explains the crawdad dream. (Original clarity, perhaps 7+?)   
      
   Money transaction:   
   The dreamer was at some kind of a door or window, similar to a type of shop or   
   teller’s position at a counter— I remember the dreamer knocking on a door.   
      
   To the dreamer’s left, a man emerges from behind the walled area (that   
   contained the door) to stand behind something like a table (or possibly a   
   LARGE counter area) at or around waist height.  This table was used for   
   spreading out stacks of cash (paper    
   currency) of various denominations.  I think some may have been US dollars,   
   while some may have been a Mexican equivalent.  I seem to recall my (earthly)   
   father was somehow in the dream, either as the dreamer’s perspective, OR   
   perhaps on the same side    
   of the table *as* the dreamer, standing to the dreamer’s left.  Clarity   
   8-ish.   
      
   Journey over a bridge:   
   The dreamer was in a vehicle with a female, perhaps in her 40s through 60s   
   (women can *really* hide their age in dreams!!!) who looked *like* my mother   
   at that time period.  (Even at 90+, in real life, she’s in better shape than   
   many women in their 70s    
   or 80s, except that she no longer plays golf due to her weakened heart   
   condition.)   
      
   The dreamer and the female were driving along a highway when the road began to   
   elevate as it arched up, over a river (upon a bridge) and the *sensation* of   
   that travel (over the bridge) was *felt* within the dream, *similar* to the   
   sensation one gets as    
   one begins to take off and fly within a dream— that point at which the   
   energy “pivotsâ€� upward.   
      
   The dreamer said *something* to the female akin to, “Don’t go to sleep   
   now, this is the *best part!*â€�   
      
   (Note:  at this point in time, 11:59 3/22/2022, every morning when my mom   
   wakes up, typically between 10 AM and noon, that’s when I know she’s still   
   â€œalive.â€� She OR I *or* anyone else could “goâ€� at ANY moment!!)   
      
   There was some scene involving checking into a hotel room for the night,   
   presumably as it may have been a long journey (for older people to make) and   
   thus a place to sleep was in order.  However, the dream /ended/ *as if* the   
   dreamer had actually “gone    
   to sleepâ€� in the dream itself!  Clarity 9+ down to sleep (0.)  Whether the   
   hotel / rest point occurred *prior to* or *after* the bridge is unclear.  It   
   makes better sense for it to have occurred PRIOR to crossing over the bridge.   
      
   Booties:   
   IRL, my late paternal grandmother used to knit “footiesâ€� (booties) for us   
   kids, and they would somehow arrive by the brown-paper shopping bag full.  (I   
   suspect my dad may have been bringing them back with him from his work trips   
   to Fort Wayne,    
   Indiana.)   
      
   Further In Real Life, it became apparent to me (in my teens) that the footies   
   would no longer be arriving (as my grandmother aged, she stopped knitting and   
   eventually left her earthly coil) so I started doing my best to keep some   
   track of whatever ones    
   were to be found, if any.   
      
   During the past 50 years, I’ve had at least ONE pair together at least   
   once.  Currently, I have one of which I’m aware in storage in the garage.    
   There MAY be another one either in the garage OR somewhere in the house, but   
   the point being, there is    
   not a known pair of footies available as a functional pair.  (They were / are   
   the BEST for the feet of children in the house, especially in the winter!  I   
   especially liked how they could stretch to some extent to comfortably fit the   
   feet of older kids as    
   well as young children.)   
      
   IN a dream, the dreamer is in a small, walk-in-type closet (barely large   
   enough in which to place a 6’ ladder) and finds a single, orange-tinted,   
   knitted bootie in something like a shoe box up on a shelf in the closet, and   
   says (or thinks loudly!) “   
   Hey!  I found a bootie!â€� and of course wonders as to where another may be,   
   already understanding that there *is* another somewhere already    
   €œdiscoveredâ€� but whereabouts unknown, when *presto!* the other is found.    
   End of dream, clarity 8+ to 9.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)