CF's dream diary

[CFTraveler]

Thanks guys. All info is welcome. Begeegs, I 'already knew that' but I don't always apply what I know to what I experience. A sort of tunnel vision, I expect.
Thanks, Richard.

[Begeegs1]

I am probably the opposite and think that everything pertains to me when some things clearly don't. I think that I dreamed about the World Cup a week ago and saw Brazil winning a game in which the referees were aiding them and the newspapers were in an uproar about it - granted this actually came to pass in reality and had nothing to do with me. Wish I hadn't tried to internalize it and went down to the bookies instead

[CFTraveler]

This morning, last dream:
I was watching a scene, but I wasn't in it. There was a war scene in which a comedian (not well known, or no one I know) was concerned because he had been sent to the front lines. He was thinking (I could 'think' his thoughts as he was thinking them) that it would be ironic for a comedian to go to war and to be killed by another comedian who was also sent to war. I'm not sure if there was another standup comedian in his company or if his thoughts were 'what ifs'. Anyway, in the end of my dream he was thinking that he should kill the other comedian, and before shoooting, he would (as a joke) shout "Voldemort".
As I was waking up, I had the thought that the word 'Voldemort' (in this case) would be akin to the word "Macbeth" for theater folks.
This dream is obviously a pun. A dark pun.

[CFTraveler]

Dreams of the last few days-
2 days ago I was holding a check in my hands. Something we've been trying to sell for years now. I was happy in it.
3 or 4 dreams last night
In one I went to the Dr. I was pregnant, and I was given a test. I then, instead of going back to the waiting room I went to a beach that was in the back of the office. I was getting ready to go in the water when a nurse called me back in, the Dr. had bad news- the baby in my belly had no signs of life, and I would miscarry. I began to ask what would happen next, and I woke up.
Later dream- back at the same doctor's office, only now he tells me that my cancer came back and I don't have long. I'm ok with this, I start planning how I'm going to spend the days instead of thinking of the final outcome. I wake up.

[Begeegs1]

Wow - this is quite interesting. When i have had baby images it was usually in conjunction with a portion of my psyche being born, but it was usually in meditation rather than a dream. It would be interesting to know what happened beforehand to know what the baby represented. The water for me is always the unconscious, however, for you it may be different. So some part of you is preventing you from getting to the unconscious?

The cancer one is equally interesting because this suggests that a portion of your psyche is eating away at the self potentially? As cancer is generally a negative thing and you previous dream also involving a doctor, I wonder if the baby is actually the positive thing and the cancer would represent a part of you that is eating away at the other.

Anyway - just my two cents

[CFTraveler]

I agree with pretty much everything you said there, Begeegs. With a few exceptions. The water image is prevalent in my dreams, and even though it's always meant the unconscious to me too, I usually see it that way when I'm in it- When I'm looking at it it never occurred to me that it has the same meaning (for a long time now) I have to meditate on that some.

Healing

I was going to a doctor appointment-and it seemed that the doctor was ignoring or minimizing some of my symptoms- which were uncontrollable limb twitching and movement. I then went somewhere and was in waiting room, and this woman told me to lie down in a bed- I was expecting some sort of adjustment but she took her clothes off and lay on top of me. I had my eyes shut (expecting a 'traditional' treatment) so when I opened them I was surprised not only because she was naked but because I couldn't feel her, it's as if she were a hologram. I lay there expecting something sexual to happen but I realized there was nothing sexual in what she was doing- she was manipulating or scanning my whole body at the same time. Then she got up (or rather, jumped up, fully clothed again) and said I had "Acer Palsy", which she explained was a tendon or nerve on my back that had been damaged and was causing the problems. I then expected her to say what needed to be done but then I woke up.
I'm pretty sure this doesn't exist but I'm going to look it up anyway, bc I suspect it's a pun of some sort.

[CFTraveler]

Terrible exhausting night. The first 3 hours I had a cough, so all my dreams included the ticke and the cough, I finally got up and took some cough syrup at 4:30 am, and the rest of the night was spent in a series of dream vignettes in which I couldn't get deep sleep, and consisted of emerging into being given information I did not want, trying to swim in deep waters (obvious pun), reemerging again to some sort of unpleasantness, to keep reemerging over and over from vignette to vignette until at 8:30 I had to get up, exhausted and kind of nauseated.
Cough syrup works for what it's supposed to, but it affects my perception too much. Not in a pleasant way either.

[CFTraveler]

For the last couple of nights I've had emotionally charged existential nightmares in which I argue with my loved ones about things that upset me, and things I don't want to consider. Since I know why this is, I consider these purge dreams, some processing that my subby thinks I need to do. Luckily I don't remember much of the information exchanged, only the 'flavor' of the conversations.

[CFTraveler]

Morning nightmare.
We were in a large stadium, which looked like a graduation (large graduation). There were people I know that are passed on, and other people that are alive. I was with a group that may have been distant relatives. One of them gave me their baby to hold for a minute, but I was running around helping out with different things. At some point I found myself in the back of the stadium holding the baby, and I found myself with a former president, one I had an encounter with long ago in a projection- and he snatched the baby off my arms pretending to want to coo him- and then he began to gently try to hurt the baby. He started pinching his cheeks and pulling at his limbs and 'softly' tapping him against a wall- basically trying to hurt him without appearing to. I immediately flashed back to when my son was a baby, and remembered him doing the same thing to my son, except that I was able to rescue him from his grasp, and also 'before' he had been more guarded about the way he did it. I (coming back to present circumstances) saw him grab the baby by the head and getting ready to give a big twist, as if to break his neck-I immediately dropped all pretense of not realizing what he was up to (I was afraid of him) and put my hands over his, not allowing him to twist. I then wrestled the baby off him as I screamed "Let go of the baby, you miserable racist! I know what you're doing, you evil murdering psycho!" I then shouted even louder "let go of him! Don't you know he's white? (he was of mixed blood) He's part norwegian!" My last words startled him enough to let go of the baby, who I then grabbed (worried he was hurt with all the jostling) and ran back out with, this time running around the open areas, looking for the family of the baby and my son, who I felt was also a target. I ran into some girls that looked about his age, and asked them if they knew him. I told them to tell him to hide and find me, we were in danger. They told me his class was not in the graduating class, they were helping to escort the graduates to the stage. I told them again to give him this message, and ran around looking for him and the family this baby belonged to. At some point I checked the baby and saw that he was alive, and was relieved. I then found the family and gave him to them and told them what had happened, and they started to leave. Then I went to my car and found that it was flooded and wet, even though it was only raining lightly outside, and wondered if it was sabotage. The relatives got into the car and started to leave. At this point I woke up, rather alarmed and upset at this whole thing.

[CFTraveler]

More dreams about trying to rescue babies. I don't even remember the whole dream because it was in the middle of the night but I remember running around with a baby. If the details come back I'll fill them in.