Prince of jewels

Date: 5/30/2020

I drove my car on to the top of a river cruise ship, it is day out and things are peaceful. There is someone with me, a good female friend. The cruise ship is moving up river, and there are other people on boats around us, fishing and enjoying life. There is one boat in particular I notice, a man has his dog on his fishing line, a big black dog. The dog is happy, playing in the water with the boat moving him through it. Then the dog goes all the way under water and the man gets worried. He’s able to bring him back up to the surface and the dog is fine, happy and playful, but the man is worried. He looks at us and says he doesn’t know what happened. We offer to hang out with him, because he is feeling so bad we feel bad for him. We move from our river cruise ship to his boat to land, somehow. We go to his apartment with him. He is kind of like Prince, effeminate and a little androgynous. He asks us if we like stones, and I enthusiastically say yes and my friend is a little interested. He has jewelry on a table. He apartment has hues of dusk rose pink and is comfortable, lived in. The furniture seems older, vintage. He explains to us he makes custom jewelry including setting precious stones into strange objects like shoes and whatever else clients want. He shows us what he’s working on, and it looks like a tennis bracelet with emeralds initially but then he asks me if I like aquamarine and I say yes, and he shows me one of the stones he’s setting in the bracelet and it’s a rough piece of aquamarine that at first looks green, but then in white light it’s blue. It’s a beautiful, clear piece. He is setting rough pieces of aqua alongside beautifully pristine faceted diamonds into this bracelet, it’s very different and like nothing I’ve seen before. I ask him questions about GIA certification and he encourages me to do that. I am asking him technical questions about some of the stones, and ask him if he hand carved this particular piece of aqua because if I held it up in the light just right there is a cross and other strange and intentional looking markings etched into it. He says no, that it is natural like that. I hold up the same piece and ask him how can it be natural? The piece has transformed into something else, like orgonite but it’s a box, sealed in resin. He showed me this piece he is working on, and there are several beautiful glass boxes encased in resin. I ask him why someone wants him to do that and he shrugs. I excitedly show him my piece of aqua that I just got, that I carry around in my wallet. It is a beautiful, clear deep blue rough piece, one of the prettiest pieces of aqua that I’ve ever seen. He admires it, appreciating how fine a piece it is. My friend is gone. He and I are sitting next to each other in separate chairs. I can tell he likes me but I try to ignore that feeling. His dog comes up to me and now it has short hair, but it’s still the same dog. I pet the dog, it’s big, and it climbs up into my lap. It’s a big black pit bull but I’m not scared, it’s so friendly. The dog rolls around on my lap until I can pet it’s belly. The man is watching me, feeling relaxed and happy that I’m there. He wants me to stay a while, to continue to relax with him. I can’t, because I can’t explain to Stephan where I would have been all night or who I would have been with. In my dream I don’t think stephan and I are living together, but he still would have known I was gone all night. The Jewel Prince wants to kiss me- we are standing. I don’t feel right kissing him but we hug. I feel how slim he is, he’s about my height maybe a little taller. When we hug I can feel his ribs and his backbone, but it feels natural. Our arms wrap around each other and it feels very natural. I feel him breath out and relax, we soften together. I want to kiss him but I don’t.