(1) I am on land once occupied by the Brusci
(2) I discover a fascinating trove of research material for which the access code is 302jvc.
(3) Someone close to me tells me she has been reading a book about D-Day. I say I would like to read it, looking up from my own book about an earlier phase of World War II. She says she has already placed the D-Day book on my desk.
Travel-worn, I laze in bed for so long after the dreams that the detail is gone, but the clues remain.
I enjoy researching dream clues of this kind. Though I think "Brusci" is the name of an ancient people in the dream, I find that in Latin (in Pliny's Natural History) bruscum (plural brusci) is a knot of the maple tree, and I live in maple tree country. Is this a learned, slightly mocking reference, to early inhabitants of the region where I live? I'll stay open to further discoveries, because my instinct is that the "Brusci" (perhaps under a variant spelling) are located in south-east Europe.
How about "302jvc"? 302, in the Dewey decimal library classifications, is the category of "social interaction". But "jvc" (lower case)? Personal initials, or shorthand?
I know a little about D-Day, but may now find there is more I need to know. I am often engaged in scenes from World War II in my dreams, and am now traveling frequently and extensively in Europe.
Once again, I see how dreams set us assignments. When I think about it, nearly all my important research as an independent scholar over the past 25 years has been triggered and guided by dreams and the machinations of the shelf elves that reveal and conceal books, documents and other sources. My life has been changed by pursuing word clues from dreams.
When I decoded an old word from a Native American language (ondinnonk) given to me by a Huron-Mohawk woman of power in a dream, I found myself pursuing an approach to dreaming and healing that went far beyond anything my own culture had taught me, taking me to the depth of soul. When I dreamed an archaic French word for a watering can (chantepleure) I was set on a trail that took me, three years later, deep into the world of Joan of Arc and of Charles d'Orleans, the prince in whose name she went to war.
I now understand that sometimes it can take a while before a dream clue can be followed all the way. So I'll keep "Brusci" and "302jvc" in mind, and will be open to an interesting source on D-Day revealing itself, perhaps through the work of a shelf elf or Library Angel.