In the past month someone I know has been in my dreams three separate times. The first appearance was upsetting since I dreamed they were gone. Gone as in gone, gone. Forever. I woke up upset and feeling the strong desire to find them and hug them. Hug them long and hard and tell them all sorts of things I haven't yet.
I usually wouldn't post something this personal here on my blog, but last night's dream made me change my mind. Why? Because there were hummingbirds in my dream.
I dreamed that H (we'll call him H for "hombre") and I were making jewelry. Random, I know. It was a random dream. But back to it. We were using this clear resin that we were spreading out on a table. H was really good at it. He made a small circle and on it was etched a map of San Francisco. I wasn't so good at the resin spreading, so I was concentrating my efforts on finding a chain length that I liked to go with his SF map.
Then the hummingbirds appeared. And a blue one sat down on the table right in front of me. He kinda puffed up his feathers to look a little more round and he started making faces at me. Silly faces. Which was amusing. H wanted to see and turned the little bird like he was on a lazy susan to face him.
Yeah, he kinda looked like that.
I've never dreamed of hummingbirds before and with them appearing prominently in Alcira I wondered what significance my subconscious is giving them.
Plus, my subconscious can be a pretty random place. Two nights ago I dreamed that Todd London was making me breakfast waffles like we were old friends.