Mara died, in my dream last night. It was vivid. No, I didn't witness my beloved sister's death. Rather, everyone knew about it but no one could muster the courage to tell me. She was pioneering somewhere very cold and froze to death in her sleep. I found out about it because Mark published a poem that he had written about her. It was sad and sentimental and talked about Mara's family. Then, I looked at my mother and asked her if Mark was publishing cathartically or if Mara really had died. Maman could only communicate an affirmative because she broke down. It was then that I too broke down crying.
I awoke from my dream that felt so realistic that I was prepared to withdraw from school for the semester and call off the wedding to mourn for her. Only then did I realize that it was a dream.
To take a Jungian perspective on my dream. The death of Mara is probably a representation of my feelings of seperation from her. It's been two years since I've seen her (it feels like so much of my life I have been seperated from my sister, at least the past eleven years). I love you guys
Posted by Mendon at September 25, 2005 4:12 PMOr, you could take the extreme Jung interpretation in which everything in the dream is you and you are mourning the loss of a part of yourself that has died/changed.
Posted by: Rae at September 25, 2005 10:06 PMMy sympathies to you, Mensch. I know how that type of dream feels. It sometimes takes me days to shake the deep deep sadness that comes with such a dream.
Posted by: Ma at September 26, 2005 8:17 AMWow, I think it'll take me a few days to get over this dream! How sad! How beautiful!
Posted by: Mara at September 26, 2005 10:35 AMyeah, I was kind of shaken after having the dream. But since I've posted this I've had two more dreams each weirder than the last (though none more tragic).
Posted by: Mendon at September 29, 2005 11:30 AMIt must've been hard. I know that if I had a similar dream about one of our family members it would just be heart-wrenching for me.
I once dreamt that Mark cheated on me with a real person we really know (fortunately, there were no sordid details in my dream) - it took me a while to get over it, to want to talk to Mark again and to even look the woman in the face, even though I knew she hadn't done anything! Blech!
Posted by: Mara at September 29, 2005 4:22 PMMake a movie about why she froze to death, how she got to that point, start fromt he end back. mmm! and lots of popcorn!
Really it sounds good for a script of a movie, and its even more interesting if you mix it with maras! hehe