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  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.

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June 20, 2012

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Oh! Oh, this is beautiful and haunting and strange.

Fascinating dream, Beth, and so is your report of it. I wonder what Jung, or Freud would have made of it? It seems like a very significant and creative dream and the fish symbolism no doubt plays a part. What I would probably do is look up anything associated with that fish, as well as all the other symbols in the dream, and see if any clues emerge.
What I've noticed in my dreams is that whoever/whatever the Dream Producer is, he/she has a sense of humour, loves puns, rhymes and word-play, and sends messages in a code that is like a Surrealist game of random associations.

I can't presume to interpret your dream and would love to know how you read it.

The shore is home/life, the sturgeon/woman is your mother (you are the caviar), and her father is God. The fish is enormous (in importance) and was, upon your sighting, dwelling in a world you may not fully inhabit. The artwork fits this interpretation, as your mother painted (and obviously created otherwise) The absence of the dock (it's still there).... perhaps representative of frustration or sadness, as your "access" to your mother's world is not facilitated as it once was. Short blonde hair/ white blouse? Youth/purity/soul.....I'm far enough out on my limb, thank you! The boat lot is ruled by Catbirds and their glorious calling.

That makes me happy, Mike, as I've always felt the catbird was my totem. here: http://www.cassandrapages.com/the_cassandra_pages/2007/07/what-lasts.html and here: http://www.cassandrapages.com/the_cassandra_pages/2006/09/observances.html

A highly significant dream. Here's my little girl-fish poem (there are several missing dashes where sets of two words are joined, alas)--

http://www.booksandculture.com/articles/2005/janfeb/19.06.html

I'll answer your note about the poem here in case anybody else is interested--I meant to put the source in and forgot! Glad you liked it. It's actually in "The Throne of Psyche."

Child no 3 dreamed his older sister ran into the waves and turned into a fish (a Pokemon thing--goldine?) and swam away from him. He was six; she was twelve. So it seemed highly significant. His sister was at the age of puberty and, indeed, leaving him behind in some way and turning into something new.

But it's also proof that one can write a poem about anything. Pokemon!

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