ndoki

last night's dream was rather confusing...
but one image stayed clear in my mind...that of a piece of land away from the insanity that is civilization...
it was in a valley near a river....a house that once belonged to my mother...done in the style of the old spanish homes of where i am from...
inside all wood, with no electronics, wood burning stove,
artifacts of a once prosperous finca...
now just a home...
a large balcony where get togethers were held...where the lights would be on, and be the only lights for miles...
outside a large and old olive tree over a mound that had a hole in it's middle...
i looked in the hole and saw the running of water from the mountains right behind me...
traveling underground until it met the river some miles down...
then again the house as it looked like many years ago, with the olive tree newly planted, and instead of the mound it was flat and all green...but the same hole, with the same running water,
traveling underground...to a river that was not yet on the surface...
it was the most peaceful image i had ever seen...and the thing i remember most from this dream...