CF's dream diary

I've had a busy weekend of dreaming and no time to record it, so I'll see what I can remember.
Friday night/Sat. morning (Feb 15): Was watching a screen, like watching TV, with announcer and everything- showing how there had been (was being) either a terrorist attack or a large gang attack on an official building in Italy. I couldn't figure out whether it was a courthouse or another type of government building (even a Vatican building, due to the number of nuns walking around)- however the building itself had no artistry, so I can't be sure. It basically showed a massacre, people being murdered, first inside the building, and then outside, a hail of bullets tearing a wall down and the bullets hitting innocent passerby's. There was a horrible scene inside the building when people were hiding inside niches in the walls, waiting for the machine gun fire to stop, and some of them got shot when they thought it was over and came out. It was too long, very horrible and unfortunately graphic for me, as if I were floating around the events.
Last night's on the next post.

I had two separate alien-themed dreams.

First:
I was in the house where I grew up, a kind of 'alternate past' type-dream, or a different look at things that happened. In it, I was living the same life but I could 'see' other figures in the house too- they were 'friends of the aliens' that lived with us, but no one else could see them. They looked like cartoons- imagine a memory with cartoon characters superimposed on the action- but these cartoons were actual 'friends of the aliens', who would tell me when 'the aliens' were coming. There was a scene when I was walking down the street in front of my house, when my 'cartoon friend' told me to go under a roof, and I then could look up in the sky and see a flying saucer. At some point I got up and went to the bathroom and went back to bed, and had

dream number two:
I was in a house that is not my regular house, and my 'cartoon character' friends were telling me that it was time for the aliens to do medical checkups on us. He told me that if everything was ok I would see an elephant. This checkup was for everybody, but no one knew about it, I only knew because my 'cartoon advisor' let me know it would happen. I then told him I would be ok, since I knew what was coming. Later on I was in the backyard of someone's house (a neighbor?) and her friend from India brought to their house a small elephant (a calf). I immediately knew this meant that the aliens had found everything ok and we'd be ok.
I then got up again , now it was like 4:30am, got up, walked around, etc. and went back to bed.

Third dream.
I am now in a medical facility of some sort. I'm sitting in one of those chairs where they take your blood. I knew I was in the 'alien medical checkup'. They're taking blood samples, and although it doesn't hurt, I can feel it. Then I say something to the medical attendant (like I know what this is and I know it's going to be ok.) Then someone behind me approaches my neck and blows hard in my ear. (Not in my ear, but blows at me to shut me up.) This startles/scares the heck out of me and I wake up, in bed, in the same position I was in the dream with my arms bent as if someone were taking blood samples from my arm-and the effect was of being there and closing my eyes when someone blew in my ear.
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That's a little spooky. Of course, you understand the Hindu god, Kanesh, the elephant and a portent of good fortune. Disembodied powers, influences, frighten me also as in the breath in your ear from no known entity or being. What comes next? (Stay tuned for the next installment of "Extreme Weirdness" brought to you by Kelloges Corn Flakes).

I like to call it "High Strangeness" :D . Been a lot of that lately.

I can't believe I almost forgot to record this.
My last dream of the night, the one I remember. It went from 5:00 to 6:00am.
In this dream time started to go backwards. I began to notice when my son started to look younger. I also noticed that every time a day passed he seemed to get the equivalent of two years younger. I have the recollection of going through days and nights. We were also starting to look younger too, and it became distressing when he looked like he was about eight years old. At some point, we became other people, and I couldn't figure out clearly who was who. In this 'version' we were '60's style hippies, except that I was born before the sixties, so that makes it impossible to have been a previous life (unless the multidimensional-simultaneous existence theory is correct) and everything was, well, psychedelic. At some point the going backwards messed with my mind and I became confused, not knowing 'who' I was, and then it was time to get up.
My mind gets weirder and weirder, it seems.

Another exorcism dream.
The usual: There is a 'demon' seeking to possess either me or someone else. At first I feel fear, then I remember I can exorcise it. At first I forget the exorcism prayer, then it comes back to me and I say it. After I've successfully said it, it goes away, and I realize that I could have also asked for help from the Archangel St. Michael, and then I wake up fully.

So I dreamed that both families (mine and his, living and dead) were on a cruise, and we were trying to figure out logistics to go out to dinner. I wanted my son to go with my sister in law and his cousins to dinner, so that they somehow wouldn't miss dinner, and there were so many of us that we didn't know how to arrange for 'us' to go out and make sure the bases were covered.
When I woke up, my husband told me that he was dreaming our son was in a football team and we were all trying to figure out dinner arrangements, because his family was visiting and wanted to go with us. We then, in his version, were trying to figure out the logistics of going out to dinner in both groups.

Even though it wasn't 'officially' a shared dream, it had many similar components- in both there were two groups, one of them being his family, and in mine instead of the football team it was my side of the family.

Interesting correlation.

Yet another Disneyworld-abandonment dream. I'm getting too many of those.

I was driving in my car when I stopped at an office to get some paperwork or something. I had just woken up and threw on some old clothes. When I got there, the man in the office gave me some papers to fill out and started interviewing me for a job. I wasn't expecting this but I took the interview, thinking I wouldn't be hired because I looked like a bum, hence not ready. I then left the office and started heading "home" to tell my mom what just had happened, it was so strange. When I walked into what I thought was home, (not my present home, and not the house I grew up in) it was a large stadium-like arena, like a cross between a stadium and a church, with a lectern in the middle. There was someone in the center giving a lesson. In one side of the room I see my grandmother (my dad's mom) and I go see her. She might have been surrounded by her sisters or one of her nieces (an aunt who is still alive, but old- she came by 2 years ago to visit and I found her very old). I hugged my grandmother and asked about my grandfather. I could visualize him in my mind's eye (of the dream me) but I couldn't see him. I thought she said he was dead. (?) I didn't see my dad but didn't ask because I see him all the time. Just not there. Then across the arena, in the opposite side of the stadium, I could see my mother, sitting there watching the 'show'. She had no conscious awareness of my presence, so I went to her. I then hugged her and started telling her of my weird morning (the interview) but she was more interested in the 'show' than in what I was telling her. I then woke up later on, and can't remember what else I dreamt after I woke up and fell asleep shortly again.

Long one.
I was dreaming I was in some other planet that wasn't earth. It was nighttime or it was dark. We were working in some type of water environment, on the surface. There were small platforms in which we could walk 'on' the water, and there were areas of some danger that we were supposed to stay away from. I believe at some point I was in the water (dark) but was safe. We then were supposed to go around a landmass to get to another sector we were supposed to work in. I suggested we go through the water, since we were already in it, but the man in charge showed me the scene in which there were many dangerous-looking rocks and heavy surf. I realized it wasn't safe, because the waves could hurl us against the rocks. So we resolved to go to the surface and then get to where we were supposed to go to.
At some point I found myself in a space suit, in a space ship, getting ready to take off. As my surroundings shook, I knew this was the most dangerous part of the voyage, as anything could happen. I could barely moved in my suit and was surrounded by 'pod', and surrounded by 'ship'. But I had a view of the space outside, which helped with the claustrophobia. As the 'rocket' started going up, I started to panic, and could feel a great deal of breeze around my body, and began to think there was a rip in my suit and would die horribly. I talked with someone in some kind of a link, and was reassured that everyone else could feel the breeze because it was the ventilation system in the suit. I calmed down somewhat, but still was nervous. A while later (and after a brief wake up moment) I was in some sort of a space station. We had arrived from the previous dream scene and now were in a medium-sized room, floating with about three or four different people. A man with a beard and a woman with very short hair are in my memory, (the ones I interacted with, but there were others there). The man with the beard seemed to have some authority and was instructing us on what our jobs were, and then suggested that when our duties were over we'd like to try having sex at zero-G, *wink wink* but not officially, of course. After that I went to talk to the woman with the short hair, and I woke up soon after.
It was a long, continuous dream. I don't know how long it lasted in real time but I woke up at least twice during it, and went back to sleep back to it until the morning.