I find myself in a marble-lined room, like an ancient Roman bath house. There is a memory that to get into this room, I had to crawl through a small opening, and now I know that is the only way I can get out. There are other people in the room and I express dissatisfaction at the thought of doing so. Someone shows me a bigger door that I missed the first time and I happily use that.
The small hallway takes me through to a backstage of a theatre. It will be a small performance, I remember, with only three actors, of which I am one. Now I begin to be a bit nervous, because although I have looked at the script, I have not memorized it, but at the same time, I know that I can pretty well bluff my way through it.
My costume is waiting for me - a beautiful knit bright tangarine orange halter-top gown. I put it on, and I suddenly realize that it makes me look like a hundred pounds lighter, like I was in my youth. I don't waste time admiring myself, though, because I now have to struggle with a necklace (one that I own in "real" life). That looks absolutely perfect with this dress. Now I step back and admire for a moment.
We take our places, me on a white plush reclining lounge, the other two women around me, and look out onto an ancient ampatheatre that is filling up slowly with people...
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This is the second time in a recent memory that I dreamed of that particular orange colour. I must investigate this more...
The small hallway takes me through to a backstage of a theatre. It will be a small performance, I remember, with only three actors, of which I am one. Now I begin to be a bit nervous, because although I have looked at the script, I have not memorized it, but at the same time, I know that I can pretty well bluff my way through it.
My costume is waiting for me - a beautiful knit bright tangarine orange halter-top gown. I put it on, and I suddenly realize that it makes me look like a hundred pounds lighter, like I was in my youth. I don't waste time admiring myself, though, because I now have to struggle with a necklace (one that I own in "real" life). That looks absolutely perfect with this dress. Now I step back and admire for a moment.
We take our places, me on a white plush reclining lounge, the other two women around me, and look out onto an ancient ampatheatre that is filling up slowly with people...
****
This is the second time in a recent memory that I dreamed of that particular orange colour. I must investigate this more...
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