Dream Fragments

    Briefly speaking to a freind on Zaadz made me realize I haven't been remembering my dreams lately. I find myself moving away from dream interpretation as a means of self-exploration and discovery; everything I need access to is in waking life now. But I have been, for the past several days, been remembering very old dream fragments at random times. I may not even be dozing off or day-dreaming, just looking at something, someone, saying something, etc., and suddenly I remember an old dream or part of one.

    It goes along too with this strange sense lately that as soon as I make myself aware of someone, i.e. let them into my field of perception, I suddenly 'smell' something. Someone was being arraigned today and as soon as I let myself become aware of him after he walked up past the bar, I smelled jalapenos. Driving past some big trucks today on Monroe Street, I smelled smoked beef jerky. I wonder if these are just personal unsconcious psychic associations or actual psychic information. It's hard to test. Also very frequently when I'm centering myself or trying to just pass off  perceptions as one-sided or biased in order to maintain balance, I smell the incense I burn at home to AB.

    Here are some of the dream fragments I've been remembering. Realize that in remembering consciously, I may be mixing dreams together or just expounding creatively, which in itself may be a useful exercise:

    I'm in some old, up-scale, foggy lush beach town driving or walking or just viewing from a distance the highway along the coast. (The Coast Highway? ) I'm going down a hill, there's the sense of being close to train tracks. I'm moving along the coast but just inland to my left there are lots of nice restaurants and shops. I just keep seeing so much green stuff growing along the sand. I could go on further but I think I'd be projecting.

    I remember another where I'm in some hilly neighborhood, very expensive houses, there's an embankment to my right with iceplant on it, and I'm a child, playing or hiding with other children on the embankment. There's some sense of X-mas in the air, and also a sense of betrayal, from or of a girl, and I had to get away, hiding in bushes, avoiding cars.