One night, during a particularly stormy week, I went to sleep with some apprehension in the back of my mind. I was getting worried about my family, whom I hadn’t seen for close to a month, because of delays caused by the weather.

For me, it was a restless night of interrupted sleep. The whistling wind was driving me a little out of my skull. I drifted in and out of dreams that turned into nightmares. One of them I remember more vividly than the others.

As I lay there on the platform, I woke up with this huge eagle ripping out of my chest! My blood was splattering all over my face and body. Since the eagle began coming out from the right of my chest and ripped across to my left, my torso moved up and down accordingly. I had never felt so much pain in my life. The entire episode lasted at least three minutes and the eagle finally broke out of my body and flew away as if nothing had happened.

What a sight to suddenly see an eagle’s head breaking out of my chest! I wondered for weeks what this nightmare meant. Finally, I was able to unravel bits and pieces of it and everything came together.

What the eagle represented was a caged bird that had been trapped inside my unconscious mind for a millennium. Apparently, in the beginning, it wasn’t an eagle at all. It was a mere blood cell that had become extremely disenchanted living through the vessels of my body. It was a particularly intelligent cell that was able to convince or conjure other blood cells and various other cells inside my body to plan, over a long period of time, this spectacular escape. The planned escape was not unlike breaking out of Alcatraz.

The disenchanted cell became unhappy because my body had become unsafe to live in. Hardly any nutrients ever passed through the vessels except ravaging alcohol. The cell was absolutely tired of being drunk and was now extremely afraid of becoming an alcoholic.

It had taken all the cells close to twenty years before the final trillion or more cells came forward to complete a full-grown eagle! Then it was the matter of being patient and waiting for the right moment to finally make their escape.

It was at my most vulnerable, that restless night in the middle of a great storm, the vagabond cells made their move.

And once the eagle had broken free of my body, I became just another vegetating dead human being. Some of the most important cells that I needed to continue living had left me to perish!

This was an incarnation of a different eaglekind. Arctic dreams and nightmares ? what a world unto itself !