I’m back at Adelaide University, and I’m walking down through the main campus which is bigger and older than I knew when I attended Teacher’s College in the days of Comparative Religion, then Education Studies. In this dream I am living on the Campus and have done so for a very long time, not in one of the older residential areas, but in a shed halfway down toward the river.
I’ve had a tiring day and really need to get home and rest.
I’m puzzled because I’m down at the lower end of Campus and I walked right past my shed without seeing it. I walk back uphill. I still can’t see that familiar shed.
I notice that there’s some new building going on and it’s only when I take a long circuitous walk to check my bearings that I realise the truth. The new building activities that have commenced are all around what was once my shed dwelling.
It’s my place, my bed, my things are in there.
I wander around until I find a way to get back inside. I’m worried.
What will I do now?
Inside though, the place is still really looking quite nice. My daughter arrives. Is it she who brings the news? Apparently while renovation is going on all around, we can profit by sometimes subletting the space for Japanese Ceremonies.
My Mother has also heard this news and she’s excited. She’s sent me a big round chocolate cake with my name in white icing on top.
Well, our feasting can be multicultural, but we must clean up, pull out the black and the white screens, and get the matting ready and so on. Ikebana and Tea business must also be prepared and proper food ordered, but first of all we need to shower and we remind each other of this fact several times.
I go out the back to the shower cubicle and there is the other bedroom I’d forgotten and there is the tall man who I’d also forgot who also lives in one part of this shed. I tell him about the Japanese visitors and I offer him a coat.
He refuses as he walks off. His coat that he’s already got is good enough, thankyou very much!
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