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The Grey Bonnet

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Some dreams aren't much of a challenge to interpret...

I dreamed that I was working to make myself a grey coal-scuttle shaped bonnet. In the dream, it was clear to me that this was a Quaker bonnet I was sewing for myself. I was having a couple of problems: there was some kind of metal stay built into it to hold the shape. I kept trying it on and taking it off and making small adjustments to it, because the metal piece squeezed against my temples uncomfortably.

I was interrupted in this work several times by people walking through the space where I was. Each time someone came in the room, I would awkwardly hide the bonnet in my lap... sort of the way I keep turning the title of Lloyd Lee Wilson's book away from people when I have it out in public to read. Essays on the Quaker Vision of Gospel Order is actually a really cool book about Quaker worship and community processes... but, oh, that title is a painful squeeze!
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Hystery said…
Cat, just wanted to leave a note. I'm actually trying to find a way to buy or make a gray coal-scuttle bonnet for a performance I'll be doing later this summer. I found it funny that when I googled it, I found your post. Of course, I have the goofy twisting of plain/historical/Christian/Pagan threads right now in my life and often feel the urge to awkwardly conceal or downplay some of my Quaker Pagan passions from my "bright" (in the sense of atheist) colleagues, the need to be careful about my Christian interests when with my Pagan friends, and the need to guard my Pagan interests from my Christian friends!
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