CF's dream diary

**Korpo** · 21st July 2011, 09:51 PM

Very impressive and detailed experience.

**CFTraveler** · 21st July 2011, 10:05 PM

The fabric felt very nice too. Like silk but not too slippery.

**CFTraveler** · 26th July 2011, 09:24 PM

July 25, 2011-The night before last night:
I was having a conversation with a woman, and we were arguing. She was complaining about something, like making a few points, when, in the middle of the exposition she began to blink slowly and fell asleep without completing her argument. As she did this, I saw her transform slowly into a cat, that looked just like my deceased cat. As I observed I was thinking "just like a cat to lose her train of consciousness" or something of the sort.

July 26, Last night:
There was a a young couple with a baby. They were both black. They gave me her baby and said it was mine too. I was surprised, but it was expected. I took the baby which was sleeping and went to the kitchen to look for baby bottles, and found that the ones I had prepared the last time the baby was in my house were old and spoiled, and I couldn't find any formula in the house.
I was having all this anxiety because I was not prepared to care for this baby that was somehow mine at times, and I couldn't even find regular cow's milk in the refrigerator either. It really wasn't my house either, the people of the house were somewhere else and I was stuck at the house with a little baby and nothing to feed her. (It was a little girl) After much searching I finally asked the man of the house about milk or formula or something and he simply brought me to a garage which had another refrigerator with milk and clean bottles and everything I needed to feed and diaper this baby.
I woke up, kind of stressed out.

**Beekeeper** · 26th July 2011, 11:11 PM

C.F. I probably don't have to tell you that babies may reference new projects and responsibilities and that you can often work out which one in particular the dream refers to by the baby's age. Since it's yours and belongs to others as well it may be a group project.

Of course, other readings are possible.

**Korpo** · 27th July 2011, 03:27 PM

It also seems like you don't feel prepared, but as soon as you ask for assistance you are provided with what you need.

**CFTraveler** · 27th July 2011, 04:18 PM

That pretty much sums up my life.

**CFTraveler** · 29th July 2011, 04:10 PM

I had a very bad night in the sense that I kept waking up- at four, six, eight thirty and nine. It was a good night for dreaming because all those wakeups made me remember it. I say it because it was the same dream that I kept coming back to.

In it I was a teacher, and my apprentices were three witches. I had a small cottage that had an attic, a main floor and a basement. I taught them in the attic, and when the lesson was finished, I sent them to the garden to gather some ingredients (for lunch or a potion, I'm not sure- maybe both) and while I was cooking I received (like a rote) the information that one of them was there to learn from me, but she had her underlying motives, and they were not good.
I laughed to myself because I knew that because of this the 'misguided' one would be sent to a fool's errand- she would not find what she needed because she was not equipped to be able to use what she found for what she wanted.
As the girls were outside I woke up, got up and eventually came back to bed, and then I went back to the dream. In it I was told how this related to my life, I talked to beings that were explaining some things to me, and I asked for help to deal with some things that were bothering me. I woke up again, and stayed in a semiconscious state until I finally got up around 9:30. ATM I have forgotten most of the information given but I know it's in my memory, and it'll come back when I need it.

**CFTraveler** · 31st July 2011, 11:55 PM

I am dating a man (I don't know this man IRL) and my father has allowed us to sleep together in his house (my house, although I'm not 'that' young). I find myself in bed with him and suddenly take a good look at him. I realize I really don't feel attracted to him and wonder how I'm going to get out of having sex with him, now that we're both in bed together and dad is 'out there'. I wake up trying to figure out how to get around this problem. I am so glad when I awake this is only a dream.
I go back to sleep.
Now I'm young, and am getting ready to go out on a date with (yet another) man. This man is very handsome (and I don't know him either). There is a lady helping me get ready, 'grooming' me. She is not my mother but is acting like one would be. There is one house in which my clothes are and another house that has the shower I'm going to take before getting dressed. The house with the shower belongs to another woman who has lent it to this lady to help me get ready.
I have all the clothes ready (I believe it's a green dress, sort of) so we sneak next door, where I actually take that shower. When I get out of the shower and am drying myself, getting ready to go to the house with the clothes, the man arrives. I see him in the window and am amazed at how good looking he is. He sees me and sneaks into the house, where we commence to make out. (Don't worry, this is PG). At the moment we're kissing, the lady who owns the house walks in and sees us (me half naked) in our embrace and we jump. I'm getting ready to try to explain to the lady of the house why we're in her house in the state we're in, when the lady friend of hers walks in and they embrace and chat amiably and I know I'm not in trouble. I then wake up and once again, wonder what that was all about.
ps. I don't know the ladies either. Everyone in both dreams (except my dad) is a dream character (or someone I don't remember, lol.

**CFTraveler** · 1st August 2011, 05:20 PM

So I'm having a terrible night, waking up every two hours. At some point I get up and sit on the chair, not because of pain, but because of heat. I'm on fire.
I sit in the darkness and stare at a light in the other side of the house. Since I can't sleep I decide that instead of going to sleep I'll just stare at it open-eyed until I pass out. It worked, for two hours anyway.
I'm in a dream, in a party, when I begin to float. I go into the 'oh crap I'm floating' mode, which is a recurring theme. I see one woman (I think she's supposed to be a relative, but I can't remember who she is now) and I let her see me floating. She does not act shocked but doesn't want me to let anyone know what I can do.
We're somewhere when I all of a sudden start floating again, and this time I don't care who sees it. People stare at me and ask me how long I've been floating, and how do I do it. I explain (previous dream memory here) that I've always been able to do it but I always suppress it because I'm afraid to float away into space, so I try to remain under a roof.
Some people accuse me of being possessed, but there is a crucifix and I stare at it and float towards it, and it stays in place. (This is from dream memories I used to have as a child). This proves to them that this is not an 'evil' ability, it is just an ability.
Then I find myself in a very small box with a man who is also floating. I am in this box with him and my son. The man is asking me if I want to keep my ability. I tell him yes, but there is something going on with the lighting in the box. I don't like the look of my son's lips and he adjusts the light and now he looks normal. Then we get out of the box and there is something going on, a mob scene, with something alarming going on, something that I recall having dreamed before (I have to see if I've written about it before) and I don't remember how it ends.