Dream Catcher

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On April 20, 2021, I decided to find another dream to chase at Tiffany’s store in Vancouver.

Readers of this site may recall my My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn story, which I wrote in 2008 and later updated in 2012.

It might surprise you to learn that I have continued to dream about Audrey and Tiffany’s ever since, but with less frequency.

Holly Golightly (Audrey Hepburn) in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (my fav movie)

I had Audrey’s large photo hanging in my bedroom ever since I got Holly Golightly, my dog, in 2008.  I named my dog after Audrey’s character in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s (one of my favorite movies).

But when I moved to my new suite in White Rock, the master bedroom was not configured so that I could hang Audrey’s picture on any of the walls.

I thought about hanging it in the guest bedroom but had already decided on some other pictures to hang there instead.

So, the Audrey picture became an occupant of my storage locker.

But it bothered me to have her in storage, so I brought her back home, and she has been leaning against a wall in the hallway ever since.

A few days ago, while window shopping on the Internet – I bought a hand-made dream catcher – exactly like the one pictured in this story.

In retrospect, I now know it was because of that visit to Tiffany’s in April.

That morning, I had the ring I got from Tiffany’s in Toronto (in 2006) inside my pant pocket.

Danny’s Tiffany Ring

It was too big for my finger, and I missed wearing it.  Since cancer, I’ve lost a lot of weight, and my rings (and clothes) are too big.

I originally wore it on the same finger as you wear a wedding ring.

However, when it was too big for that finger, I began to wear it on my middle finger, but it never felt comfortable.

And that is because if I wanted to give someone ‘the middle finger gesture,’ I did not want my ring associated with anyone or anything negative.

So, it was safely in my pocket for the train ride to the city.

Usually, to avoid the Vancouver city traffic (even during non-rush hour times), I park at the casino in Richmond and take the skytrain to the downtown area.

And then it is only a two or three-block walk to the corners of Burrard and Alberni Street, where Tiffany’s is located.

At corners of Burrard and Alberni St.

I had not been on public transit during the Covid19 social distancing restrictions but felt it was safe to travel because I was wearing a mask.

The train was half-empty, and the first thing I noticed was the lack of advertising on the walls of the terminal stations or on the train itself.

So, I didn’t have anything to read during the twenty-minute ride downtown.

Most of the route is underground, and there is no internet coverage – so all there is to look at is other passengers.

That soon got boring, so I closed my eyes and tried to initiate another vision – like the one I had of the mysterious Audrey Hepburn lookalike I had encountered at Tiffany’s in Toronto.

But all I got was butterflies in my tummy.  And that was good – it usually meant that I was about to get excited about something.

Maybe, I will get another Audrey Hepburn vision at Tiffany’s?

Soon, I was walking along Georgia Street and was about to cross the street at Burrard when I caught sight of a beautiful lady standing outside the door to Tiffany’s.

And as I got closer to the store, she suddenly turned and stared at me.

My heartbeat began to race, and I turned around to see if she looked at someone else.

But there was nobody behind me.

When I returned my gaze at the beautiful lady, she smiled.

But she did not resemble the Audrey Hepburn lady from the encounter I had in Toronto.

And that is when I really got excited.

Calm down, Danny, you are going to have an anxiety attack!

She held the door open for me, and I thanked her.

But I was like a teeny-bopper, and my excitement must have shown.  I began to blush.

The woman began to walk up the spiral staircase, and I obediently followed.

She had the most beautiful scent that I had ever known, and then as we reached the second floor, she led me directly to the jewelry counter.

I took my eyes off her for a brief moment to view the rings on display.

But I could not see the same ring as the one in my pocket.

I took out the ring and showed it to the sales clerk.

Danny’s Tiffany Ring

Excuse me, do you not have this ring in stock anymore?

The sales clerk gave me a pleasant greeting and then explained that the ring was no longer available.

Well, is it possible to have my ring made smaller, somehow?

But the clerk just gave me a polite no.

And then I noticed a shiny ring on the mysterious lady, who I had followed into the store.

The ring looked similar to the one I had, but it was different enough that I wanted to get one just like it.

I turned to the sales clerk and asked if they had a ring like the one the lady beside me was wearing?

     Which lady is that, sir?

I turned to point towards the mysterious lady, but she had completely vanished!


UPDATE:  August 12th

I was in complete shock!

     May I show you something else, sir?

I had come to Tiffany’s in the hope of finding another dream to chase, and I did not want to leave without something.

     I would like something like the ring I am holding.  Do you have anything similar?

The sales clerk was anxious to suggest another ring and said:

     Yes, as a matter of fact – how about this one?

I lowered my gaze to the ring selection as the clerk opened the display case.

     That is the one!  That one!  

It was the identical ring that the mysterious lady was wearing before she disappeared!

     But that ring was not there a minute ago when I looked.

The clerk gave me a stare – the kind that is associated with pity.  I seem to get a lot of those kinds of stares these days.

But I know what I saw when I initially checked the ring display – and that ring was not there!

     Does it come in my size?

The clerk checked my wedding finger for size and then said:

     The ring on display is your size, sir.  Would you like to try it on?

I did not hesitate to answer.

     Yes, please!

It fit perfectly!

     I will take it.

I paid for the ring.

     Thank you, sir.  Please excuse me for a couple of minutes, while I polish and wrap your purchase.

The sales clerk left the area as I continued to look at the other rings and bracelets on display.

I found a ring and matching bracelet that I liked.

When the clerk returned, I asked to try them both on.

They both fit, and I liked the look of them on my right hand and wrist.

     I’ll take them!  But you don’t need to polish or wrap them because I am going to wear them.

But the clerk explained that it was store policy to polish and wrap all customer purchases.

So, I waited.

The sales clerk returned with the traditional blue Tiffany bag, and inside were three blue pouches containing my purchased items.

I couldn’t wait to leave the store, so I could take them out of the bag and wear them on the trip home.

As I walked back on Georgia Street, I was smiling from ear to ear.  But not because of my purchases.

It was because I had seen another mysterious woman!

And I knew she was real – despite what the sales clerk said or believed.

Several minutes later, I was standing on the platform of the skytrain station at the Pacific Center Shopping Mall.

I was waiting for the next southbound train and had glanced across the tracks at the people waiting for the northbound train.

And then I saw her!

She stood directly across from me on the other platform and stared at me with a beautiful smile.

I raised my arm to wave, but the train I was waiting for suddenly pulled into the station, blocking my view of the mysterious lady.

I hurried to find a seat near the window, but when I sat down and looked at the crowd on the other platform – the lady was no longer there!

My heart sank, and my smile soon turned to a sad frown.

I could not wait to get back home, so I would be able to hug my dog, Holly Golightly.

Holding Holly in my arms and hugging her always buoys my spirit.

She has been my only source of unconditional LOVE and inspiration, too.

Holly has been fighting Cushing’s Disease, as well as problems with her kidneys and thyroid.

But she is a warrior at heart – just like her daddy (me).

And while many may dismiss my vision of the mysterious lady as a sign of old age or dementia, I know what I saw was real.

All of this had happened in April, and I have not seen the mysterious lady since.

Until a few days ago!

UPDATE:  August 12th (10:20 PM)

I fell asleep watching the Blue Jays game and got up to let Holly outside.

I turned on my laptop and was surprised to see an email message marked – Urgent!

And instead of a name identifying the sender – there was just a letter ‘S’ and an email address.

But when I opened the message, I almost peed my pajamas!

It was a photo of the mysterious lady at Tiffany’s in Vancouver!

She included a request to meet me on Saturday and gave me the location.

It was signed, Hugs, S.

I will not post her photo – I don’t want to jinx whatever Cupid has planned for me.

But she is indeed beautiful, and her eyes are what drew me to her.  And her smile.

The two previous loves of my life were also because of their eyes and smiles.

In the ’60s, I met Pauline, my first girlfriend, and fell in love when I first looked into her eyes.

I had not spoken a word, and she was a total stranger.  And she fell for me, too!

We were both very young but knew that what we had was love and we went with each other for about two years.

In 1969, we were engaged for two weeks before her father found out and forbade her to see me.  She gave the engagement ring back, and my heart was broken.

That engagement ring is somewhere in the depths of the Oshawa harbor.

But life goes on.

Several years later, I had a blind date with a girl I had met previously but did not really know very well.

But when I first looked into Annette’s eyes, it was love at first sight.  And she had a beautiful smile.  She still does!

That was over forty-five years ago.

And although we are no longer together, I will always have affection for both of these women.

So, I am wondering how the mysterious lady’s eyes will look in person?

Because my heart is getting quite excited.

UPDATE:  Sunday, August 15th

The dream almost crashed and burned yesterday when I arrived at the wrong Tim Horton’s.

And although I always arrive early for an appointment – I was almost late for this one!

I was supposed to be there at 1:00 PM and had put the address of the Tim’s on my GPS, there were a number of detours in the Surrey area, and I did not arrive until 12:45 PM.

But Danny, you were 15 minutes early – why was that a problem?

Well, Spanky, I should have been there 30 minutes earlier, as I normally am for appointments – and this was anything but normal.

I scanned the parking lot looking for the mysterious ‘S’ lady, but the lot was almost empty.

So, I entered Tim’s donut shop and searched but could not see her anywhere.

So I waited.  And waited.

I started to panic – had I driven to the wrong Tim’s?

I checked my watch – it was now 1:05, and either she or I am late for the special date.  But I am sure it was me!

There are a million Tim Horton locations in the Lower Mainland, and I probably arrived at the wrong one!

Lady Luck was definitely not on my side.

But I am not a quitter, and I never give up -so I retreated to my vehicle and checked my phone for messages.

There were no phone or text messages – so I checked my email – and found one from ‘S.’  It was dated a minute ago.

I stared through the sunroof of my vehicle and gave a thumbs up to the heavens – where Cupid probably resides.

Her message began as the previous email had – it was addressed to Daniel and not Danny.

Here’s what she wrote:

Hi Daniel, I am at Tim Hortons.  Hope you find it without any problems.

I quickly replied and asked her for her exact location in Surrey.

Several seconds later, I got a text from her stating:

Daniel, are you okay?

Great, I thought.  At least I have her phone number.

Now I can give her a call to find out which Tim’s she was at?

The phone rang once and then she answered:

Hi Daniel.  Did you get lost or did you change your mind about seeing me?

But I did not hear what she was saying – her voice had me in a temporary trance-like state.

I asked her to repeat what she had just said.

There was a brief pause, and then I heard a click – and the phone line went dead!

She hung up on me! I screamed out loud

But then I noticed that my phone’s battery was dead!

I had forgotten to charge it that morning.

My heart sank to the deepest depths of sorrow and regret as I fastened my seatbelt and started my vehicle for the sad drive back to White Rock.

I had almost left the Tim Horton parking lot when I suddenly had a brain fart – Tim’s might have some charging stations inside for customers to charge their devices.

I turned off the car, and within two minutes, I connected my phone to the USB port on the counter by the window.

I know that I should have bought a coffee and was somewhat embarrassed that I was using their facility’s charging station without buying anything.

But I have stopped for a pee at hundreds of washrooms in various establishments and have not purchased anything.

When I dialed the number to ‘S’s’ phone, it only rang once, and the phone line went dead.

Did she hang up on me?

My heart sank again.

I was beginning to have an anxiety attack and was concerned that the sudden trauma was too much for my heart.

I was almost home before I had calmed my heart and was getting ready to accept another bitter disappointment.

Maybe, Holly’s excitement to have me home will brighten my spirits, I thought.

When I pulled into the driveway, I noticed a grey-colored car parked there.

But I did not recognize it, as Anita drives a BMW and her husband Ralph drives a Mercedes.

So, I walked to the entrance of my place, which is at the rear of the house.

When I came around the corner of the backyard, I almost fainted.

Sitting in a chair at my patio table was ‘S,’ the mysterious lady!

And she was smiling from ear to ear!

Hold it right there, Danny!  How did she know your address?

Well, Spanky, that is why I referred to her as a mysterious woman.  

We hugged and then entered the suite.

Holly, this is Daddy’s new friend, Sally.

Holly started to bark but then suddenly became silent, and she started to wag her tail excitedly.

Holly never does that to anybody.

I have never known anyone named Sally – except for a woman who used to work at GM.

Sally and I went to the promenade and walked the pier.

And I asked a passerby to take a couple of photos of Sally and me.

Here are a few of the photos:

I want to thank all of my friends and readers for their best wishes.

And I hope that Sally likes me as much as Holly and I like her!

Dedicated to Sally W.

I hope my stories are a gift to your head and heart.



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Today’s tune from Danny’s library (purchased):

Peaceful Easy Feeling – lyrics

I like the way your sparkling earrings lay
Against your skin so brown
And I want to sleep with you in the desert tonight
With a billion stars all around

‘Cause I got a peaceful easy feelin’
And I know you won’t let me down
‘Cause I’m already standin’
On the ground

And I found out a long time ago
What a woman can do to your soul
Aw, but she can’t take you anyway
You don’t already know how to go

And I got a peaceful easy feelin’
And I know you won’t let me down
‘Cause I’m already standin’
On the ground

I get this feelin’ I may know you
As a lover and a friend
This voice keeps whisperin’ in my other ear
Tells me I may never see you again

And I get a peaceful easy feelin’
And I know you won’t let me down
‘Cause I’m already standin’
I’m already standin’
Yes, I’m already standin’
On the ground

Songwriters: Jack Tempchin
Peaceful Easy Feeling lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc

About Post Author

Daniel (Danny) St. Andrews

An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).
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By Daniel (Danny) St. Andrews

An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).

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