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When I was in my 30s, I had a recurring dream of running at top speed from the top of one building to another in an unknown large city, performing astounding acrobatic feats. Someone was chasing me, but I knew they could never catch me. I was fearless. What a revelation to see my younger dreamself in these young men flying through the air with such grace and landing on their feet with no loss of momentum.
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That gouache and watercolor painting I did in the late 1980s is "Beloved Person in Bird Costume Crossing the Night River." Here is another one from those years.
Something of that old fearlessness is coming back to me in my 66th year. It comes and goes.
"How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?"
(Bob Dylan)
