I'm watching a video. It looks like the video shows friends of mine - friends from Day Out of Time festivals, and 13 Moon calendar events, and so on. It's all out in the trees - a very earthy event. Everybody is having a lot of fun. I remember the faces of an old friend - Ceel, in particular. Her Big smile, and the rest of it.

For some reason, as I watch I'm feeling a bit embarassed. It's as though I'm watching it on a computer, and don't really want everyone to see this stuff. I'm turning down the volume - so as not to draw attention to it.

But without warning, the volume begins to rise. There's nothing I can do about it. Swelling, swelling, the computer screen begins to feel the effects. The pixels exploding outwards, the screen shattering. All of a sudden, I am at the top of the hill, which used to live up above my family home.

Way way up at the top of the hill. I'm lucid. At the top of a very, very tall tree, I begin to scale down it. I think it might be a gum, but I'm not exactly sure or perhaps it doesn't matter at the time. In any case, it's very large, and it's quite an experience to scale down this thing. Because that's just what I'm doing.

Climbing down a very tall tree. The experience is all about the senses. Gripping onto the tree, and making my way down. It recalls a number of different experiences. Down, I continue...

Until finally, by the time I reach the bottom I am at the hill on which I used to live. The dream changes perspective.

I watch myself go into a child-like position. I tuck my head in, curl my heads around my head. I am at the base of the hill.

I AM the seed.

"I can't be the tree" I say, as though to "Dreamster" (a member of Sea Life).