I woke from a dream this morning in which Eddie Money was singing about turning into a dragon. It was a musical style that sounded like an instrumental arrangement that Bryan Adams would have written; something along the lines of the tempo Bryan’s, “I’m going to make you mine,” would have been, which I think is about 80 beats per minute. I remember him singing the words, “I didn’t mean to get all grizzly on her. And then I went all dragon. I turned into a dragon.”
Of course, the word dragon could have been a play on the words “drag on” in one interpretation of such a dream. But that didn’t feel write to me. The only thing that made sense to me was the fact that Eddie was singing about turning into a dragon.
In Chinese lore and culture in general, dragons are seen as being wise, precognitive, powerful, dangerous yet largely benevolent creatures who can influence the weather (IE environment). They can even shape shift from dragon to human and back again. If I’m not very much mistaken, I’m thinking the dream was trying to tell me that I’m achieving, or about to achieve the powers of a dragon, particularly on the precognitive end of the equation.
I pondered all of this before I even got out of bed this morning and started doing research on the subject of dragons online. What a cesspool of information that turned out to be. Thank God for the Arizona University professor’s website. I should drop that man a note and thank him.
As I lay their smiling to myself, remembering the dream about Hesper from last week, and thinking to myself, “This is the second dream I’ve had indicating that I’m growing stronger,” just before realizing, “Dragons are mythological creatures, and the dream is leading me astray.” This realization caused my smile to vanish as I felt Julia stir from her sound sleep.
Julia looked up into my eyes for a while before reaching out her hand to touch my face asking, “What are you thinking about?” When I told her she lay there silently a long moment before pulling me close to her. Then she kissed me gently and spoke again.
“You always do look at this stuff from every angle, which is a good thing. But I have to ask you something. What was your first impression about the dream before the counter thought of, it’s all crap, crossed your mind?” She asked me the question and then just waited patiently.
I could swear she had a knowing look on her face accompanied by a smile that a shark might have just before eating its dinner. When I finally answered I simply stated, “I’m getting stronger.”
Julia moved very close to me until we were nose to nose and asked, “Then why not run with that? You are getting stronger intuitively and precognitively. Why not trust that?”
When I answered it was with a sigh. I looked down and away from her. But she wouldn’t let me get away with that. She very gently took my face in her hands and kissed me, looking me straight in the eyes again and saying, “I promise you there is no judgement here.”
Julia continued speaking saying, “I’m not going to ground you for what you are about to say. But… Be warned… If I don’t like what I hear you’ll be banished to a life of no sex for a month.” She then giggled before reaching down and cupping her hand around my nuts saying, “Yes?”
When we both stopped laughing long enough, I finally said, “I just want to be sure that I’m not reading too much into things. Bad things can happen if I don’t get this stuff right.”
She held me close at that point saying, “You feel a lot of pressure to perform when our good paying friends at the FBI and CIA come calling, ha?” When I shook my head yes Julia sighed before saying, “I trust you with my life, even when it comes to the visions you have guiding your actions in our relationship.”
Julia saw the look of surprise on my face and said warmly, “Brian my love, I know you use your gift for us, too. I’d think you were a complete moron if you didn’t. The number of times you’ve gotten into my head and cut through the fog better than I ever could have alone… The number of times I’ve seen you watch events unfold around us without a trace of surprise and displayed the calm in some situations that can only come with knowing before bringing some dramas to a neat quick and clean solution… How else could you be able to do that.”
She then kissed me deeply and said, “And then there is the sex. Most of the time you are clearly following a plan, as if you have already seen us together. You know exactly what to do, sometimes doing things that no other lover would dare do to a woman like me, knowing you will pull it off. At those times, it’s written all over your face, and I love it. Do you know how rare a lover you really are? No other man I’ve ever met could make me cum more than now and again and you have me experiencing multiple orgasms like the village bicycle always has riders.”
She then placed a hand on my face and said, “So please, trust yourself. If you are a bit off the mark from time to time, I can assure you that it’s allowed. You aren’t obligated to be superhuman. You’re a man and a good one at that. I trust you. I believe in you and if you do make a mistake, you won’t lose me over it. Your assessment of the dream, based on your first impression is correct. I feel it, too. Fuck! I see it. You’re growing in your granted abilities. God’s just letting you know and that is a good thing.”
The next thing I know, Julia threw herself on top of me and began kissing me deeply, passionately and, with the confidence plus agility of a pro athlete, she made love to me with a ferocity that left both of us soaked with sweat and come, me actually ejaculating inside her at least three times in a 10-minute period before all was said and done. “It truly was another magical start to a busy day.”