I had a dream a few weeks ago when I was spending time in California. I was on a tiny raft made of wood and sticks and rope, floating down the Sienne (a river in France). I was with some guy, but there was this old man who was driving the boat (apparently the raft had a small motor). And I look over at this older guy driving me and this stranger down the river, and all of the sudden from his shirt breast-pocket, all these juicy earthworms come crawling out. Hundreds of them. I was helping the old man pull them out and throw them in the river as we drift down it slowly. The water was also very muddy, if that makes a difference. I interpreted the dream my own way but I'm curious as to what others think of my earthworm dream. Any ideas?
Usually earthworm hunters do it by pounding a stake into the ground and rubbing it with another stick or with a piece of metal. The stake vibrates, making a rrrrrrrrrrrup,rrrrrrrrrrrrup sound, and up come the worms. I am reminded of a song, and I drift off into a deep sleep with the lines running through my mind: everything is beautiful in its own way........
