I had to drive as quickly as possible from a hilly region in NC to Elizabethtown, NJ. So I looked around to see what to pack:
- Mother Earth Magazines
- A small candelabra
- File folders w/documents
- A tray of hard boiled eggs
- Sheet music
- An alarm clock
- A small bag of clothes
Two young teenagers who’d been running away were brought to me with an urgent request from their mother to bring them to a specific place of refuge. They were terribly thin and unhealthy with long, stringy blond hair. They had Australian accents.
They waited patiently while I finished packing and I received the signature from their mother to take them away. I thought I should get their father’s signature too but he wasn’t there.
So we loaded up the car and when I reentered the house to get more bags, the phone rang in my room. Since this wasn’t my house, I didn’t answer the phone.
Suddenly I was near the top floor of a hotel in a large city, but I have no idea how I got there! The call was for me so the operator patched it through to my room. Richard had called to give instructions on where to pick him up in Oklahoma but I was suddenly in Australia!
Then I realized that I’d translated twice already and didn’t know it. So I looked at the clock that I had packed. It was one of those old-fashioned red metal alarm clocks and it was shifting in time. I didn’t know how to describe my situation to him so I just told him to wait with friends and I would be there as soon as I could.
The two teenagers were dressed in beautifully printed, flowery dresses, as if they were going to a ball but their faces were so distraught. They quietly followed me to the car.
By this time we were in a completely different place and I had no idea where we were. The clock in my hands continued to shift and waver in time and space. I’m not a scientist but I realized that time had been tampered with and I knew it had something to do with quantum physics but didn’t understand that at all. It was possible to see molecules now, so I watched them in wonder while they shifted in time and space, rapidly converting their energy into other forms.
As we began to drive, a brightly lit star fell from the sky, but I had no fear at all. When the two girls noticed that I was at peace, their faces suddenly became peaceful too and they stopped wringing their hands together in distress.
As soon as I began to drive, we were suddenly eight hours ahead from where we had just been. And I smiled at the thought that translating had now become a way of life and that it would be possible to live anywhere and in any time frame. And then I remember driving through a lush, green hilly countryside, wondering if it was Ireland.
As sometimes happens upon awakening, I didn’t see the point in writing down this dream, but every detail lingered and returned to me one by one, so finally I wrote it down.
And I laughed at the thought of how during last night’s phone conversation I forgot what I was going to say two times. And yet when it comes to dreams, every detail lingers until it’s written down!