{Dream: Of a Fair-haired young woman}[18th September 1989]

[Redbook6:266][19890918:1015b]{Dream: Of a Fair-haired young woman}[18th September 1989]

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A curious snatch of a dream this morning in which two of us looked over the edge of a river bank and saw, (rather to our surprise) on the foreshore, a fair-haired young woman, naked but spattered with pale mud (a pale yellow-brown clay colour only just distinguishable from the slightly paler colour of her own skin), walking around a little bent over and with her head down in an attitude suggestive, not of looking for something, but in some way of having just found her feet and of being still, perhaps, a little disoriented. She did not seem to notice us; and after a moment, I think we moved away.*

*{ie the Soul having just ?crossed the river of rebirth (r~) but still very slightly staining the Spirit – a little darker than the colour of the Soul. (Presumably the unveiling [of the Soul] is a more-or-less continuing process – I hope!}

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