Kevin has super powers of the hawk variety, he is going to duel with a guy who has super powers of the falcon variety. I don’t know about the super powers part, but I know there might be a fight. I am outside in the yard, it’s nighttime, I go inside through the walkout basement. The house is big and there are people streaming through it. It might be a dorm. It’s somewhere I live but not really my home.
I’m upstairs with my mother. She is going to tell me the story of the jewelry. I go back downstairs to the laundry area. I discover that I’d hidden some stuff in a pair of my jeans. The stuff starts falling out, back into the laundry basket. There are colorful books (children’s level) on hawks. There are also some bobbles. I try to gather it up without anyone noticing. There are people coming down the stairs and I am facing them, but they don’t seem to notice what I’m doing, or rather, that the stuff is important. The information about the hawks is secret, if the wrong people get it, it could be disastrous. I wonder in what ways a hawk is more powerful than a falcon.
Kevin will end up winning the battle.
I am intrigued by the levels of knowing in the dream. There is the dreamed character and the dreamer who witnesses. I wonder about tapping into these different levels of awareness in dreaming and waking time.