DREAMS

Fleeing some folks and running down to the woods behind my childhood home (we had ~ 13 acres, all told). I seemed to be an amerindian. I knew I'd be safe down there...would find my family members (especially parents). However, it seemed I'd have to 'go back' whence I'd fled...but more as if it were some 'destiny' thing. I remember standing near a traditional house, intending to remove a few objects to take with me when I went back. Impression of some female relative (ancestor) concurring with the necessity to return...