Sawyer, a Robin and Slavery

So what do all three of those have in common? They were all dreams. The 1st two from me, the 3rd from my son.


Any dream with Sawyer in it (AKA Josh - and yes, that's Sawyer from LOST) is a good one. Even if we're fighting like siblings. This time around he and I are arguing about something stupid (the norm really), I hear "How in the hell should I know" coming from him - he has his back to me - and I grab his butt. We're talking a two handed, double squeeze. LOL. He turned around and gave me the dirtiest look and asked: "What the hell was that?" I shrugged my shoulders. He made this next point very clear: "That is off limits". I said "Ok, ok...I won't do it again. It's not like I wanted to sleep with you or anything. I just grabbed your ass." He smiled a bit, "I could scream sexual harassment." My reply with a smile, "Yeah right." Then I woke up.

This next one with the robin was disturbing. I'm on a highway - no idea where. When I pull over to the side of the road. There's no one around for miles. I'm in the middle of this 2 lane road when I look down and I see a robin staring up at me. It was stuck in the road - literally. I could see it's legs from the mid-shin up. Her feet were below the asphalt. I could see it sitting on the hot tar and sinking in - then the tar hardening. Cars and trucks ran over it every day - not thinking twice about a robin stuck in the road.

So I started to chisel away around it's feet. I'm wondering how this bird has stayed alive with no food, water and the sun beating down on her. I'm also curious if a car is going to run us both over as it comes around the curve. So I stop what I'm doing, move my car so that it's parked behind us with it's flashers on - this way people will hopefully go around (as opposed to plowing right into it). As I'm chiseling away at this asphalt - a woman shows up. No idea who she is - but I show her the robin and tell her what's going on. I chisel down all the way so that I can free the bird -- and she has this stickiness (reminded me of sap) on her feet/legs. She tries to spread her wings and falls right over on her side. I go and grab a pillow - me and this woman are going to lift the bird up and place it on the pillow. I'm scared to touch the bird, so this lady said she would. As she was going to move the bird, I was calling the Dept of Wildlife to find out where we should take it. I woke myself up at this point - because the image of the robin struggling to survive was too disturbing.

I have a mama and papa robin who come to my house every year and nest in my big pine tree. I like my robins. I have no idea what that dream meant. In the gypsy world - robin's bring good luck. But this robin was hurt -- and i had to really work to free her. Maybe it means that I have to work hard for luck to shine on me. But if that's the case - haven't I been doing that? I don't know.

Now this last dream about slaves, my son told me about yesterday morning. Before I go into the dream - a touch of background - my son (almost every stinken time I ask him to do something) has yelled at me that he wasn't my slave. He said it out of the blue once - never knew why he said it. When he told me about the dream - I kinda understand.

He said that he was a black child working in a coal mine. He had a Master. His job in the mine was to shovel all of the loose coal that landed on the floor and put them in the little track carts. He said that he didn't get hardly any food or rest. But his Master liked him - so he had a treat of candy every once in awhile. He was a very hard worker. That's really all he said about it - but I found it interesting.

I was on Keen last night - and was so disgusted with the amount of money I lost that I refused to log on tonight.

I'm soooooo tired. Heading off to bed.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)