reciprocal wings

I dreamt that I was doing makeup in the outdoors for a movie that was being filmed. I was just putting finishing touches on the actors. A young woman and a couple of men. They all needed just a touch of blush so they looked flush as they were about to shoot an outdoor scene. I first put color on the girl and then the guys. The one fellow was tall and young with dark longish hair. He closed his eyes and smiled as I put just I dusted his cheeks lightly with a big fluffy brush. I think he liked the feeling of it. Just then, the director was walking up. He had a warm and calming presence. He was The Dude... or Jeff Bridges. His hair was wild and gray and he had a long lumbering walk. I wasn't completely confident in what I was doing, it was a new job. I wasn't going to win any awards, but I was sufficient. He walked up to me and asked how I was doing and if I liked my job. I said it was ok, although it was just an inbetween. I had another job, but that for sure wasn't what I wanted to do. We talked a bit more and I felt hugged by his presence. I could tell he appreciated the conversation. He said that after talking to me, he felt like crying, in a good release of emotions sort of way.

He asked me to come along with him. It felt nice, like I was being taken under someone's wing, but it was reciprocal. I found myself in a canoe, paddling along in a lake to the place of the next shoot. The actors were with me, but not The Dude. The girl was frantic. She was witnessing one of the guys and was acting as if he was about to do something drastic, like take his life. I looked over and he was fine. He may have been horsing around in the boat, but that is it. I felt they created more drama around them than need be and I wasn't sure if I should or could do anything about it. Then The Dude paddled up and with him his calming presence and I felt I really didn't need to think about any of it.