January 28, 2018
I awoke from a dream this morning in which I had taken a dive into water wearing a watch that is not waterproof. In real life, this beautiful watch was a 40th birthday gift, or perhaps indefinite loan, from a dear loved one. In the dream, I realized, while under water, that the watch was ruined. I began to panic because of what I had done (and the expected future reaction from the gifter). I stopped myself, repeating, “No thing is so precious so as to invoke such fear.” When I woke up this morning, I knew the dream was a direct reflection of the last two months of evacuations and devastation due to wildfires and mudslides in my area. I have moved my evacuated belongings about in bags and baskets. This experience of displacement has made me ponder what really matters most and has further eroded my already diminishing attachment to material things over precious heartbeats.