Epic Dream
I was looking up at a giant treehouse-like structure and there were women rappelling through the mess of tangled branches. They were there to explore and understand the mysteries of this strange tree/city/world. I was gaping, looking up with my mouth open, when they came to the ground and completed their survey. I sensed that they did not find what they were looking for.
Then I looked down and I noticed that a sinkhole had formed. Chris Padilla had jumped in to check it out, but it was full of water and he was passed out at the bottom. We quickly rigged a way to tie off with a rope and go down to rescue him. There was someone else there, and it wasn't clear which one of us was recovering Chris and which of us was administering CPR. I was distracted, it seemed that I already knew the story and Chris was going to be fine. I had to solve the mystery of the water filled sinkhole. I noticed that there was a trick of optics and a rock shelf was just below the surface, covering half the hole, but looking like the bottom. It would be easy to dive in and hit your head, thinking you had a clear shot.
It was as if once I had discovered the trap in the sinkhole, the action leapt forward. The sinkhole I think was drained and proved to be the entrance to an underground headquarters or hiding place. It looked like an old hotel or an opera hall. I needed to find something in there and was rapidly searching before the authorities could arrive and lock down the scene.
I must have figured it out, because there was a rapid shift to a final scene. I was walking back to the campus with some friends, a man and a woman who were newfound lovers. It was exciting to discover that something had changed, the same energy that had made them become attracted to each other had also made me more attractive. It was the success of the mission, which added to confidence, wealth, and appeal. I was ready to get back to the campus and look for someone new.
This dream had the echo of an older dream where I was in a goldmine: It was a claustrophobia dream. I was in an abandoned gold mine, looking for treasure. It felt like the walls were closing in and my light was dimming and I was starting to get panicked. I found a secret way out that emerged thru a hidden panel in an old timey hotel lobby. I knew there was something interesting to be found so I put the panel back in place and acted like nothing unusual was going on. I couldn't wait to go back to figure out what the secret was, but I hated the thought of being in that cramped mineshaft. I think the mineshaft is a symbol for a mind shaft where the treasures are inside your own head.
