Along with pool dreams, wave dreams have become more frequent. Recently I’ve been recalling 3-4 per week. When Adhit and I first met and went to a night-beach I told him that I had just had a dream in a similar location, where giant waves crashed over my head.
Just the other day I visited Romy’s big house, which had several pools. One of them was filled with sea creatures. I watched the otters undulate underwater. “The current doesn’t seem strong…” Romy said “where are the blue and yellow fish?” I noticed several of these huge and shiny fish, creating currents with their tales: “You mean those?” I wanted to go swimming with the animals but Romy said I would be a foreign element in their ecosystem. Two fat seals with big whiskers sat at the bus stop at the perimeter of the pool. I made a polite smile and said “Hi.” The fatter of the seals responded: “Hi.”
When the tide came in Romy’s house began to flood (it didn’t have a roof). It was on top of a mountain surrounded by sea. The sky was stormy and the surrounding flora was a deep saturated green. I went around collecting my favorite books so they wouldn’t get wet.
Another morning I woke up and told Romy I had a dream about the ocean. “Oh wow, you never dream about the ocean!” she replied. The waves in this one were the biggest I’d ever seen. Little kids were being swirled around without control and I was tempted to join them. My family was on the horizon and I was about to approach them when the tide became too fierce. The waves got as tall as houses and came as far as the row of plastic flamingos that were stuck in the sand.
The next day Romy and I went to Baker Beach in San Francisco. The waves there were the biggest I’ve seen in real life and I jumped up in down in excitement about it.
Sometime after Romy left, my wave dreams got in a competition and selected a victor. I was on a mountain by the beach and adolescents were playing in the waves (I guess the kids from previous dream had grown up). My sibling was one of them. The waves were as high as the mountaintop I sat on and I thought: “These are way bigger than waves I’ve seen in dreams.” I became worried about my sibling and jumped in the water. I tumbled around, summersaulting with the current, realizing it was fun, and that I could return to the mountain whenever I wanted. “Wouldn’t it be cool if I could freeze a wave at its peak and stay at the top?” I wondered. “If this was a dream that would be possible” I reasoned. I reached the apex of a wave and froze it, staying at the top.