Swimming to Manhattan
A personal journey to Spalding Gray’s Memorial Service in NYC
Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts
April 13th, 2004
by John Boland (aka ‘Ratz Garcia’)
Dedicated to Kathie, Melissa, Theo, Forrest … and Spalding
Day 17 – Dream (and Interpretation)
(suggested music – A Dream Goes on Forever by Todd Rundgren - With a Twist version)
Tomorrow, I go to NYC! This is what I dreamt (in NYC I never dreamed that I remembered). This is exactly how I wrote it down:
In hotel for training course, staying with friends, they kicked me out of room, staff seemed to be asking me questions, as suddenly I was so distraught that I couldn’t speak, slurring
“If you were a genius, what happened?”
Got single room but couldn’t find it, Mom was working cleaning rooms, she had the answers. It seemed that everyone left and I was not welcome back.
Now – for interpretation. I always use Gestalt. Only because it worked to get rid of a recurring dream I had. So the gig is make everything part of yourself.
As in: In hotel part of myself for training course part of myself, staying with friends part of myself, they kicked me out of room part of myself. staff part of myself seemed to be asking me questions part of myself as suddenly I was so distraught that I couldn’t speak slurring part of myself.
"If you were a genius part of yourself, what happened?”
Got single room part of myself but couldn’t find it: Mom part of myself…
Ah, forget it… who wants to talk about their Mom anyway…
So that’s a fuckin gestalt of a gestalt...