March 24, 1995



Dunes

I'm walking down a hill towards the western area of Kits beach.
I reach the water,
(which is a warm Caribbean colour reflecting the blue, cloud filled sky)
bunch up my long flowing black & blue skirt around my hips, and step in.
It's unbelievably cold in comparison to the warm air.
The beach shifts and is now a more secluded area.
I jump from the water to a white sand dune.
The grains of sand run towards my hands and feet where they disturb the dune.
At this point I know I have to avoid the water and jump from dune to dune.
The dunes become higher and higher above the water (which is too deep to walk through now).
Then I'm straddling a thicker dune, thinking that it's almost a horse.
Happy & Hannie appear & then vanish.
I have the feeling that Chris (L) is with me, but there is no image of him.


Gathering

I'm walking downtown (near gastown).
I enter a sidewalk construction tunnel.
Inside I find that a group of people have gathered
and are sitting against the walls.
One fellow is almost Jason, but cleanly shaven.
There is a man with tiny black tattoos covering his bald head.
The markings are reminiscent of the patterns on Ukrainian Easter eggs.
He is wearing an old leather jacket with metal objects and strips of cloth hanging from it.
His name is Sage.
We are all waiting for "The Change".




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