CF's dream diary

[CFTraveler]

Had a version of a recurring dream- I was given a beautiful house and was occupying it, when I remembered that sometimes we share a portion of the house with someone else. Even though in these dreams the other 'person' is hidden I can tell they're living 'there'. In this version that was the same, but at the same time it was different as we had run of most of the house. It was beautiful and well kept, and I had no trouble with the concept of the other occupant. I could see behind 'their' door (his?) that the light was on, as I walked past the hallway that led to his door.
A difference here is that I was not intimidated by the concept of getting 'too' close to 'him'.

[CFTraveler]

I was being taught how to replace one memory with another. The first one was putting in pictures over the old ones enough that would cover the old one (like cutting and pasting the old fashioned way) and the second one was substituting one word with another that was as long as the original or slightly longer, but not much longer so it wouldn't disrupt the timeline. (Whatever that means). It was a visual exercise.

[CFTraveler]

Three dreams in a row, my recall is not so great on the second and third one.
I was in a house similar to the house I grew in. In this one, the symbology is obvious.
I was in the back of the house, and saw a snake come in. It 'kind of' looked like a cobra, but I never saw a hood. I wanted to warn the occupants of the house (my family, but they were not all the same people I'm related to) that there was a snake in the house. I wanted to stay with it (but not too close to it) and go tell people about it. This caused confusion in my movement. The snake started moving up the hallway and I started yelling at everyone that the snake was coming to where 'they' were. The snake continued advancing and eventually reached the front room. In this front room there was a young boy, shaped like a toddler but around four feet tall. It was a 'gigantic' toddler. The snake jumped up at him and started to attack him. I couldn't rescue him because there was an invisible barrier between us. Like invisible boxes. I screamed and screamed and I could see the snake's huge fangs trying to bite him (but not succeeding). Then my mother, younger than I'm used to, jumped into the scene and peeled the snake off the boy, and at this point I woke up.

I got up, and did my usual middle-of the night rounds (bathroom, water), walked around, saw it was lightning (but not thunder, it was far away) then went back to bed.
Another dream, this time there was a snake in the house (our house) and it was trying to bite my son. I again tried to intercept it but again was held back, and this time I could see a little rattle on the snake. This one was a bit smaller, but still very big. He fought it, and eventually the snake went away, and the dream turned into other dreams then.

The dreams after that: I was in a house that had some sort of furniture that was 'haunted' and kept rearranging itself a certain way. There was something 'wrong' with one of the pieces, it was one of those 'tudor' pieces that look like it belongs on a little girl's room, but there was something 'wrong' with it, some kind of witchcraft. I was the only one who could see that. The dream then transitioned situationally, if not geographically- it had to do with the family business and my having to go to a meeting to deal with two men, one a relative, the other a lawyer, and a crazy woman, who was trying to force us to cash a savings bond she had brought in to our 'store'. She spoke disjointedly and made no sense. I tried to speak with her, and realized she was incoherent. We refused, and she was very offended, insisting it was her signature on the check/bond, and eventually left when I nixed the transaction. The 'lawyer' (in the dream, may have been my animus) said we didn't have to accept anything we didn't think was on the up and up. Even though she was insistent we accept it, she finally relented when I said no, and she finally went away. I then woke up, a few seconds before it was time to get up, but when I tried to get 'back there', the alarm went off.

Later on in the morning my husband dreamed there was 'something' trying to get in the house and I was trying to keep it away. He woke up, creeped out, and needed to walk around to calm down again.

[CFTraveler]

Horrible dream about shooting in intersections. Only am recording it for recordkeeping purposes, and the fact that I experienced from a high vantage point, as if I were looking at it from the top of a very high platform, while moving.

[CFTraveler]

Working on my grandfather's house.
Was redoing the floor, and had a large crew of people working at raising, surfacing and balancing the floor. Started flying in the middlle of the operation (by jumping over the newly-laid floor) and continued to glide over about a foot above. Could see how the crew had cut a carpet to get the shape right, and I thought it was sloppy. One of the workers (a female foreman) was yelling at someone else for going off and getting smashed instead of working. I was amused at this, and continued to glide over the work. Then a song came on the radio 'Rock the Casbah' by the Clash, and we all started dancing to it, and I thought these were the moments people worked for, and woke up with the alarm.

Earlier in the night I was dreaming about being in a temple that was being threatened by demonic forces coming from the outside night surroundings. It looked like a shinto temple, but I could feel the evil trying to get in, and then I invoked the power of Hindu deities (one with wings, I don't remember which (or if there are any) and the forces of the Hindu deities reconsecrated this temple and now it was invulnerable. I'm going to look this up to see if it makes sense to me.
I'm not sure about what the symbolic content of this dream is about, but the feeling of 'goodness and holiness' was very strong and uplifting. Why the temple looked japanese is a little confusing to me, but it was not Buddhist. Go figure.

[CFTraveler]

It looks like it was Vishnu. Found a picture that reminds me of my dream. Will have to look into this deity.



http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:A...Scl-EEcCZ3tdgr

[Beekeeper]

Great image; interesting dream.

[CFTraveler]

This one was weird.
I was at my house (prob. a version of the house I grew up in, but with more rooms). We were trying to put more beds in my bedroom, and I was trying to decorate it with a turquoise blue chair in a corner. I was insisting to put it in a specific corner (it seemed to be important that it go there) and then someone (my mother, or a mother figure) came in and told the people that were arranging the furniture to do it differently. When they were done, the layout made more sense, as I was trying to get the beds to fit at the wrong angle for the 'new' rectangular shape of the room, and she had them put the beds in line with the long side of the room. Then it all went perfectly. There were four beds in the room, but there were only two of us sleeping in it. (The room was for three, but someone was out of it at the moment), so I don't know why the extra bed.

After that job was done, I stepped away from the 'just rightness' of it and went into a different environment, maybe the outside of the house or another room. The thing is that I had developed a growth on my right foot, and it was turning into a bird, looked like a pigeon. The growth was now as big as my foot (you could say that my right foot was the shape of a pigeon, but it was actually superimposed with it) and it had become very big and unwieldy- then I noticed that it was starting to look bad, and it was only connected to me with a callusy piece of skin, so I decided it was now safe to cut it off. So I found these cuticle scissors and cut off the skin, and the second the growth came off my foot it lost it's waxy dead crusty look and turned into a real pigeon, that was alive. I immediately found some bird seed that I conveniently had (it was wild bird seed, but it would do for the purpose) and it ate hungrily. We sat in awe and watched it eat until it wasn't hungry any more, and then it 'kind of' said good bye and flew away. Now my foot was normal and I was glad the pigeon was alive and safe and free.

[Beekeeper]

Wow, I'd like to see what you do with that one should you decide to apply some kind of interpretation.

[CFTraveler]

Was at a large open space, and there were 'blank' houses being built. They were not really 'houses', but large blank open buildings that housed large fields. I went inside one of them and inside was a tennis court. A crew of young people were painting murals in the wall. They were all 'volunteers'. I was trying to help them paint but many of them were painting flowers before I could get to the area that I meant to paint on. (Like they were actuating what I was thinking). I turned around and went into another building and there was a 'chalkboard' paint area where flowers (or patterns) were being drawn on. A similar thing happened with the artwork.

Then we were sitting on a 'dining' room, around a table, and one other man was sitting at the table with the other people that were explaining things. The man started talking to me, and in mid-sentence he stopped talking and just stared at me. Then he very subtly turned to the right a little (his right, my left) and whispered to no one something). I said "what?" and he still didn't talk. He just stared deep into my eyes. I was about to ask "are you all right?" to him, when I realized that something energetic was happening between us, and it didn't feel right. As I looked into his eyes, the sensation of retinal fatigue started to overcome my vision and around us everything got dark. Kind of like when I connect energetically with someone IRL, except instead of bright light, it was more like cloudy-reflected darkness. I immediately realized he was doing something to me (or trying to) and I very forcefully yelled "NO!" and woke up, with my eyes wide open, and very frightened.

I'm not sure if this was induced by something I may have watched on TV (I like certain paranormal shows) or if something was trying to come through me. It just scared the daylights out of me.