Friday, September 13, 2024. Yesterday was another beautiful late Summer day in New York, in the mid- to high-70s midday, and cooling to the mid-60s by late evening with more of these days forecast for the weekend.
Today’s Dream subject is an old friend of mine, Boaz Mazor, a native of Israel who as a young man after college migrated to the US (and New York) back in the mid-1960s. He started working in the fashion business back then.
One of his first jobs was with Charlotte Ford when she started a designer dress business in the mid-60s. From there, he went to work for Oscar de la Renta who after working/training in Paris, and later working for a designer here in New York, started his own business.
Soon after, Boaz was involved in sales of de la Renta’s fashion lines, and naturally prospered into a major fashion designer in this country and around the world. Boaz, with his natural charm and knowledge about his products, began taking Oscar’s work abroad.
His sales personality was a big hit with the fashionable women of New York and across the country, and Oscar’s star rose right to the top of fashion in the world. And Boaz’s career led to a lot of top social connections here and on the West Coast. Boaz, who has a naturally outgoing and charming (and kind – and a worker) personality, became a social star as well.
Several years ago, however, he was having back muscle pains which eventually led to surgery. That surgery was not successful and in short time it was interrupting his ability to work. Pain had moved in, and permanently.
I don’t know the history of his attempt to recover but eventually instead of improving, it got worse and eventually made it impossible for him to work steadily. That was a tragedy as he loved his work and his clientele and his entire left centered around it.
His recovery has never been completed and most unfortunately for him, for his clientele and his employer, he had to stop completely. I wasn’t aware of this “dream” that he told to Lauren, but it explains what happened to his fabulous career.
SOCIETY DREAMS: Boaz Mazor
by Lauren Lawrence
The Dream: I dreamt I was fighting with a very old airline stewardess on TWA. I was handcuffed and led to a prison that looked like a huge aviary. I was very lonely there until I realized that my parrot Alfie was also there. I could see friends coming to visit with their own dogs, and parrots, and the place was full of very glamorous people sitting on rattan chairs like in a club. Someone gave me a key to open the door to run away with them, fast, but I couldn’t find Alfie. I kept saying, I can’t run without my parrot, and everyone was screaming at me ‘Come on, Run. RUN quick,’ and I woke up.
The Interpretation: As opposed to the plane taking off, the dreamer is taken off… in a symbolic flight of sorts. Yet, although handcuffed and incarcerated, there is no way to ground or imprison Boaz. As such, a wish-fulfillment kicks in to refashion a more palatable surrounding — the prison is nothing more than an aviary filled with feathered birds of flight. This visible plumage, this lightness of being, is what permits the dreamer to view his jail as a glamorous club.
In that birds of a feather flock together, the key that Boaz possesses is not used. Not being able to run without Alfie signifies not being able to work or function without what he holds dear. One understands that the dreamer has unlocked an important realization: Alfie is a kindred spirit — there is a bird within the dreamer — a symbolic presence that must never be left behind. In other words, because there is parroting, a mimicking of ways, there is no urgency to flee. For by remaining alongside his parrot muse, Boaz taps into something more important: the winged world of autonomy or liberation.
In another view, there is an essential urge to run, and to not cede to other’s demands: Freedom is prioritized. The dreamer must leave and/or work through a certain unpleasant situation/encumbrance in the past. In this view, at the core of the dream is the wish to be free as a bird.
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