Interesting Dream

It's been a cold, long spring in Los Angeles this year. Last night was significant because I published my first EP of newly recorded material Back To Tascam. I realized as I was catching myself wanting for recognition, that such an event is really the expectation of a media-centric culture. Before recorded media, the notion of a musician becoming anything beyond his ability to perform was impossible. And yet, we made music, we dedicated our entire lives to it, in the same way musicians do today. The obvious fact that I do this for love of music and nothing else came through in a happy sense, and being able to publish my own album has its own satisfaction.

I went to bed early. I awoke at first light, more than an hour ahead of my alarm. I noticed the storm had cleared up and it would be a nice day. I went back to sleep and had a very interesting dream.

I was riding down to the beach, through a dark daytime LA. I was on Jefferson Blvd, for I remember crossing Wilshire and wondering which street I was on, for which there was a sign neated painted into my mind.

It was not a bicycle, but one of those miniature motorcycles that the kids in the neighborhood fool around on. My right hand was forward on a stearing yoke, and my left hand was reaching back on a brake. The vehicle felt pretty unsteady, particularly as I started going down larger-than-life grades to the beach.

My speed became perilous, but I thought, well, as long as I don't crash, this is fun, so don't crash. The entire road became free of obstacles, and I cut wide corners in order to attack the slope at the smoothest grade.

There was a big event on the beach, and someone's property. I didn't feel a part of this scene, and so I loitered around, waiting for something to happen. At some point, a big skinny, shaggy dog appears and seems friendly to me. I get worried that he is homeless and I wonder how in the heck I'm going to get him home on my mini-moped.

A little while later, my brother Thomas is with me in the dream. It is nice to have him there. Somehow we have sort of transitioned into this beach house -- it is all very open, from the bathroom to this yard. Actually, the yard reminds me of that big courtyard property to the south of the old bungalows at 854 Sanborn.

Anyway, as Tom and I are chilling on a couch, I'm getting sleepy (in my dream, haha). As I drift off, I am watching a whole bunch of brightly colored baby parakeets hanging out in the tree above us. They seem to form into individual cocoons and come closer and closer to my face. I sort of wake up as I am falling asleep at this phenomenon of birds cuddling closer and closer to my face.

Somehow a transformation happens and the parakeets have been reborn, all as different varieties of birds. I notice one in particular, the curvature of its beak, the perfect meeting of upper beak to lower beak.

I looked up parrot medicine when I got to work:

The parrot is an alert bird with a good temperament. They are very intelligent and have been taught to mimic humans. A bird which can speak the human language is considered to be a link between mankind's world and the world of nature. They serve as a bridge in which both can cross to gain a deeper understanding about one another. This understanding allows both kingdoms to live in harmony.

One of the most outstanding features of the parrot is its range of coloring. Parrots invoke a sense of hope and promise. Just looking at its brilliant feathers gives us a feeling of excitement and wonder. For those who identify with this totem opportunities to renew their dreams and visions are offered.

Parrots teach us the power of magic. Their feathers are used in healing rituals to invoke the properties of color and light. Color and light therapy have been used by many native tribes to heal the sick or injured. For those with this totem the study of its colors will reveal a lot about yourself.

Parrots can be very vocal or very quiet depending upon the situation they are in. In humans this indicates an innate ability to know when to voice ones opinion and when to be silent. Lessons associated with discernment are always present in a parrot medicine person. The parrot is a feel good bird and is a great ally in healing depression. When the parrot flies into your life it is asking you to recapture the magic of living. It is time to enjoy your life and all it holds.