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Re: My dream diary
I got up at 4am with a splitting headache. I got up, got some aspirin and went back to bed. It took me some time to get in a position where I didn't feel it so badly. Before passing out, I asked my HS to show me something I needed to see. My request was to tell me, of all my challenges, which one should I focus on, and how should I deal with it?
So we're in a mall. We're in one of the stores and my son goes into another 'inner' room. I walk to the front and see a telephone. It has a series of instructions to follow. I pick it up and start following its cues-in the middle of this one lady comes along and tells me it's a trick phone, certain groups leave them in public places, and people start playing with the phones, and not realize they're being recorded, and then they post their facial expressions on YouTube. Or something like that.
So I decide to deal with this, and start 'rewinding' the phone as if it were a cassete tape. My intention is to delete what is in it. Then all of a sudden a bunch of people come out of various stores, people I know, scores of people that I've known throughout my life, in droves. They try to get my attention and I feel I'm being swept away, and I try to get away from them. When the 'smoke' clears, I'm in a different location in this mall and I don't remember the name of the store my son was in. I panic, and then think that he's old enough to handle himself, and has a phone. I then decide to call him and tell him what happened, so he can tell me where he is or we can meet somewhere. I feel for my phone, and find it in my pocket, and when I go to call him, the phone shrinks. Now I'm standing there watching my phone shrink to the size of a piece of gum (chicklet) and this brings me to almost full lucidity. I then say "This is a dream" and look at the character in front of me (amongst five or six of them) and say to her "You are an aspect of myself. I know because this is a dream. What do you represent? What do you have to tell me?" She is an older woman, with lots of freckles on her face. Kind of like my grandmother, but different. She then smiles, and says "what can I possible tell you that you don't know?" And I try to get her to tell me what I'm supposed to get out of this dream. She does not talk, just stands there, and I wake up. Headache still here, BTW.
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Re: My dream diary
Some nice early morning dream memories. I was on a beach talking to 'my' people, and we discussed various important things. Then I went swimming, which was lovely.
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Re: My dream diary
I had a lovely dreams in which I revisited many dark periods of my life and rediscovered the positives I hadn't seen when I 'was' there. It was a very positive dream which left me feeling good. Later I dreamed I was reading in front of a pool and I jumped in.
This I think is significant in that I frequently dream about wanting to immerse myself in pools of water (or the beach) and never quite do it. Either the dream stops or it gets cartoony.
So, yeah.
:thumbsup:
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Re: My dream diary
Two dreams. In one I was in someone else's head, and he had just done a terrible thing. For a second, he wondered if it had worked, and a few minutes later he confirmed he had done what he had planned. His hesitation and second thoughts about the wrongness of what he had done didn't last long, he became more focused on the technicalities of what he had done. (And no, it's not what you think, but I'm keeping the details to myself, because it's just-wrong.
Then I got up and went back to bed for one more hour. Here I found myself in some sort of school (like university) and I could see some sort of beings that I thought of as 'elves'. If you remember the movie 'predator', where you couldn't see it but could see its 'signature', but small blobby things like the size of tennis balls. They were letting me 'see' them, or perceive them, and they were trying to direct me to 'something', by physically pushing or slapping me into a direction. No one else could see them (their signature) and I woke up before figuring out what they were trying to tell me.
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Re: My dream diary
This one was visually disturbing (about an old bug in a plastic bag) that had been somehow left behind to rot.... I spent some time trying to pick it up without touching it and eventually got it in the garbage without having it break open.
I'm sure this is some sort of core image symbolic of things that I needed to get rid of. I'm glad that I achieved it in the dream, not sure what it symbolizes though.
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Re: My dream diary
I was in the basement of a castle, and someone had to come in. For some reason to go from one part of the castle to another it was safer through underground tunnels. Someone was coming in, so I escorted her inside, and then she ran to her corridor or hallway or floor.... then I went back, to continue to stand guard. I heard a sound and a man, who looked like a d'Artagnan type came up to me. His face was 'wrong', like he was some sort of animal faced werewolf with a human body (don't exactly know what). At first I got nervous, but then he talked to me and walked away. He also was some sort of sentinel, and I realized he was a good guy.
The view from the cellar (or whatever it was) was imposing- the walls were arched, in tiers, like the Roman Circus, and it was very deep. I knew the castle was very high over where we were.
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Re: My dream diary
2 dreams-
1-New birds: I was inside an empty storefront. I was inside it. I was 'done' with whatever I was supposed to do. All of a sudden I get a delivery. It's a very large cage with sickly and emaciated birds in it. There is water in an open dish, but it's dirty. There were packages of seeds (different kinds for the various species of birds. I felt despair, as I was done with the previous flock of birds, who had been nursed to health and had been released. One of the big birds was a peacock. I started to look for the seeds for it, and was thinking of opening the door of the locale to broadcast the seeds outside, so the peacock could eat from them (he was lively, unlike the other birds) outside while I looked for a hose to clean off the dirty water dish and give them fresh clean water to drink. I was trying to figure out the logistics of this (clean water first, then food, open the door, locate the food, etc.) when a man appeared. He was one of the ugliest men I have ever seen. There was nothing ugly about his features, they were almost feminine looking. Yet the whole package was chilling. He looked at me as if I were supposed to go with him. I felt dread, because I felt I needed to take care of the birds first, but he seemed impatient. I woke up, kind of not happy about this dream. I went back to bed.
2-Second dream: I was in an observatory. It was indoors with a dome. I wasn't sure if the dome was a clear ceiling that showed the actual stars and moon, or if it was a planetarium simulation. I looked at the moon, which immediately started to change, and looked from realistic to 'fakey' looking. It immediately 'unplugged' itself from the ceiling and fell to the ground in front of me. I then decided it was fake, but it then started to float up in a very organic way and instead of 'reattaching' itself in a mechanical way, it flew up in the sky and resumed its place. Then I realized it was real, and the sky was the sky. So then I looked more at the stars, and I noticed a couple of meteors streaking through the sky. I was amazed, and went to look for the people that run the place to ask questions, and found a couple of women in a back room. They were black and I think they were the same two women that visited me years ago before I got into metaphysics. I then woke up.
Note: On the day after the dream (the 30th) we went to a nighttime activity at the Zoo by my cousin's house and when I looked up, there was the 'almost' full moon in the same spot in the sky I had seen it in my dream. It was cool, because we had gone to see a light show and it was an added treat.
Will come back w. details.
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Re: My dream diary
Night before last night (the 31st) had a keening experience of feeling the loss of my grandmother. In the dream I was crying because my grandmother was gone. I was crying, disconsolate. A group of people were laughing at me. I ignored them because I was immersed in my own emotion. One of them attacked me. Someone else defended me (physically) but they wanted me to stop. I couldn't, the immersion was too total. I woke up hearing myself crying, a keening that was coming from inside. As I awoke the feeling abated and went back into where it came from, and I was back to 'normal'. It was intense and baffling.
Last night I don't remember what I dreamt, got back home and just fell unconscious, literally.
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Re: My dream diary
This past week I've had a few dreams that were symbolic. I didn't post them before because I thought they were personally symbolic, but decided to do it in retrospect, to record just in case they mean something.
New Year's day- I was walking around my cousin's house (I was sleeping there in PMR) and was looking at the back yard. It was full of garbage. I flew to the neighbor's house, and found out they had strewn it in her yard because they were trying to make them move, or some other form of sabotage. I told her. Woke up, her by looks nothing like the one in my dream.
I also dreaded that she bought two duplexes and put them together. Not sure what that means, if anything.
A few days ago, I dreamed that we moved to our old house while owning our present home, and simultaneously owning a house that has been in previous dreams but that I've never been to in PMR. I was angry that we were going backwards in terms of the space and lifestyle, and was worried about our pets. I'm not sure what the NP house is about, other than a symbolic future.
In the last few days things have happened with my grandmother, but they've not been dreams. Just recording it for chronology purposes.
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Re: My dream diary
In the past two or three days (two at least) I've been woken up with the song in my head "Wake up, everybody. Join us in this Celebration"- an adaptation from an old Styx song. I don't listen to it and have no idea why I've been hearing this. At first I thought it had to do with the dream I was having, but I was actually having a nightmare when this song interrupted it and woke me up- in my head. This is a little weird.
The Original version: (the stanza I hear)
Light up everybody
Join us in this celebration
Light up and be happy
Sweet, sweet sounds will fill the air
My version says 'wake up' instead of 'light up'. I thought 'appropriate' the day before, today I thought 'WT...?'