November Dreams 2001
Here are the compiled
Dreams Of November In the year 2K1 |
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** I am thinking (all the time), that I might actually start putting some kind of notation on the index page when I have what I consider to be a phenomenal dream that I think others might really get a kick out of...that way if you only have time for one...then you know which one to cue in on. Hope this helps. My Other Selves? is kick ass on the detail aspect and relevance in my life. I have no idea what I am posting or when...so if you see dreams on this page, just say thank you, read and enjoy. One day I will catch up to myself. The dreams to the left are In alpha order. They may or may not represent the total of remembered dreams from this month. The time it takes to scour notebooks will tell. You can scroll down through all of the dreams, or select a dream from the list. When your done reading the dream Hit the Back To Top link to return to the list and select another dream.
By all means if you have any commentary on any of these dreams, don't hesitate to send me an e-mail about them. Be sure to get the dream month and name of the dream in the e-mail so I can reference your comments. |
| Snake Like |
November 19, 2001 |
| The Dream:
There is a snake slithering through the grass and around rocks. It looks odd. It has coloring like a tabby cat and its skin actually looks like it has fur instead of the slick hairless skin of a true reptile. I watch this thing slithering around for some time and it seems to get thicker. The hair seems to become more prominent and it becomes more skink (sp?) like, lizard shaped. It begins to resemble my cat, both in coloring and in facial similarities but it never turns into a cat completely. It never truly turns into anything that looks mammalian.
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| Buddha Instruction ** |
November 21, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I am being instructed by 3 Buddhist monks. They are explaining to me that each time the Buddha is reborn he changes time in some way. They tell me that during his fifth reincarnation that time will change forever as we know it. To illustrate this, they show me a tree. Normally, science will cut a tree and count the rings to determine its age. What they show me is that a trees age can be determined by the age lines on the bark. When the Buddha comes for the fifth time, the age lines will no longer encircle the trunk of the tree like an age ring but will form ribbons that circle the tree in an ascending manner. Meaning it creates a "ribbon" of time that moves around and up the tree as opposed to a complete circle around the base of the tree.
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| Word Search |
November 20, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I was working as a transcriber for Media Monitors. I hear an advertisement that I can not identify and am searching for it in our database. It sounds like Panderas or Pandoras. Our database is set up to identify words phonetically so at the top of the list starts the PAN, PEN, PANE, PAND. The word sounds Spanish but I don't recognize it then I notice on about line eight that they have the word OPANDORAS - the O is silent like in Opossum. I make the correlation in the dream that the O is silent - like Opossum.
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| Smoking Shower |
November 22, 2001 |
| The Dream:
The first piece I remember is smoking in the shower and my best friend since 8th grade, Joyce, is in the shower with me - and she is smoking as well. Kenny and I believe Melissa, his girlfriend, is visiting my house. Second is a week later and my sister, Linda, is in the shower with me and we are both smoking. I only have one cigarette each time but Kenny is again visiting and he tells me that he doesn't think I realize how much I smoke when I am in the shower. I tell him that I don't think he realizes that both times I only had one cigarette so I don't actually smoke all that much. What I think he sees as me smoking a lot is that both of the other people in the shower with me were smoking as well. In the second event, my sister is using my purple pick to pick out her hair and when I go to use it, I realize she has broken one of the tines off by picking her hair. She didn't even mention it to me. I don't know if she didn't realize or did and failed to mention it. Her hair was really thick and matted and the pick had a hard time moving through her hair.
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| Post-It Note |
November 22, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I am flipping through a magazine which has no redeeming value to me at all. No pictures, no articles that I want to keep. I am going to throw it away when I think. Gee, it might be cool to create a collage / montage of things I would like to get rid of in my life and then burn it maybe when I am done (I don't know though as these are works of art when I am done, normally). Anyway, so I start flipping through, ripping out pictures, one is of jewels (diamonds, for sure and other mixed gems), another has an orange back ground but I don't think it is anything but scenery or maybe a particular flower - like a sunflower or something. I am looking for P words in bold text. The first one is Poverty and then perhaps Possession, I think a few different P words flip to mind while I am searching - one might have been Pride. I am with Cindy and Rusty. Cindy is sitting on the hearth in front of a fireplace and I am finishing writing a contract for a home offering about $155K for it. I hesitate as I wrap it up and say, now are you going to have me sell your house and find you a new one again next year? (It is a serious question, as I just put them in a house and am now selling them a new one). They don't answer it specifically but Cindy tells me that where they moved up in Noblesville is too far away from all the places she needs to be so this is why they are not moving down around the Castleton area. I am writing Pat a Sticky note to let her know that I will be in the office a few hours on Monday. It is an excruciatingly slow process and I have no idea why I can't seem to get this note written. I have a post-it note stuck to my upper lip. And, I keep messing with it. Meanwhile, lots of wait-staff keep coming by me - doing their job - the setting seems all off from normal. I keep wondering if when I pull this sticky note off my lip, if maybe it will pull the hair off my lip as well. Just then, Pat shows up and asks me what I am doing. Then she tells me to stop playing with the post-it note because it is making my tooth look stained (?), I tell her I didn't have it on my tooth but dutifully remove the post-it and scrape my tooth with my finger nail which removes a lot of brown coating - like coffee stains, or as if I had been eating Oreo cookies or something. (Nasty!)
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| Epitaph ** |
November 25, 2001 |
| The Dream:
My hair is beautiful. It is curly and long and the color is so red, it is nearly purple. I am picking it out and trying to stuff it under a big black hat. Tendrils are escaping from beneath it and the hat seems to have a veil as well, there is a string to tie under my chin and at one point, the wind blows my hat off and my hair comes spilling out from under the hat and goes flying all over the place...just like in a wind blown movie shot. My step dad is talking to me about something that has immortalized her. I can't understand all the connections but he is showing me a poem that might be an epitaph. It is on lace paper, with pink hues, and little red rosettes. I can see and read words but they don't make a lot of sense. It is talking about family and referring to my mother as having six sisters and six brothers (my mother didn't have six of each or all together). There are also more words about her dying and having to leave her old self behind in order to move on. I have walked a long way against the wind and am standing on the top of a hill. My aunt is there. I don't remember what we are discussing but I remember that I have left something behind - possibly my hat or the epitaph, all I know is that I need them so I go back down the hill. I am half way to where I am going and from the top of the hill when I hesitate and think ink of how far back I will have to go. It's not worth it. I begin to make my way through city blocks, back toward the hill. The wind is so strong. I am battling it and not making much progress. This old man appears, in a hat, carrying an umbrella and he is scoffing at all of us fighting the wind. He says, to use logic and find where the wind does not create so much resistance. I realize that if I run my hand along the buildings that it creates a shield that vents the wind around you and you can move quite fast. I begin to run faster. I am at an intersection, crossroads, where the wind is not so strong because it come from all directions and I am not running as fast as I could but am just getting ready to pick up speed. From behind me, I see the old mans shadow and to be honest I am not sure I liked him much, but he was kind of a teacher so I felt he was due some respect. As I see his shadow come over me, I am torn between running far away or slowing up to see what he wants. Just then he starts smacking me over the head and shoulders with his umbrella. Why?
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| Old "Stuff" |
November 30, 2001 |
| The Dream:
Ever have one of those dreams that make connections between things and its perfectly clear at the time but when awake makes no sense at all? So the last few days I have been dreaming about numbers and John Edward. I am teaching him numbers, he is teaching me to talk to the dead - I am not real clear. Carl came to me last night and was ill. He said he had been really sick for days and did I have any aspirin? I am digging through my belongings and Carl must be feeling better because he is walking through my room, pulling out OLD stuff, stuff I haven't seen or paid attention to in years. He holds up an old teddy bear and smacks it and dust goes flying out of it. Then he picks up this tiara which multicolored jewels in it and he is laughing at all my stuff. I am staring at this tiara trying to remember when I got it (its cheap and gaudy looking to me). At one point it looks like it has diamonds instead of the multicolored jewels. And looked much more valuable and real. It seems that I must have gotten it when I graduated although I can't quite remember what I graduated from. Carl also holds up something he bought for me a long time ago which is covered with dust and obviously has not been "Appreciated" for some time. He is teasing me in a chastising sort of way. Then it switched and I am trying to pick tiny pills from my hand for my sister but I know that a minute ago I was giving them to Carl. Now they are for Tanya. Tiny white pills and they had letters and numbers on them.
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| Real Estate Coffee |
November 9, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I was at a coffee shop. Rod waited for me outside because a bunch of real estate people were inside. So I am chatting with Stephanie Evelo and Carole More and there are at least 5 others and they are saying how this team - Menlo and Davis - or something (I got the impression it was an attorney or accounting team) - anyway, the deal fell through and they were not going to partner up. I was like hey that is great because I have been talking to this huge charity about partnering up and now I will have a better shot at it. I explained the whole idea and was really excited (bragging) and thinking in the back of my head that I hoped the deal happened because I would be really bummed if it didn't. Everyone at the table got real quiet and watched me. I could they tell thought it was a great opportunity and that I was very fortunate and kicking themselves for not thinking of it themselves. It was like, they wanted to say congratulations but just couldn't find it in themselves to be that happy for me. Jealousy, but not intense. The subject was changed after an uncomfortable interlude. To Carole, who is talking about her new condo. And she is dating a guy she really likes who lives 2 doors over and up and he has a teenage son. Well, things were going very well between them when he guy asks Carole to marry him - or just move in. Carole said she thought about it but stayed over one night and heard the teenager come in and found it very disconcerting to be in charge of another teen. She said she has to get up in the middle of the night to be home by 3 or 4 every morning and sleep in her own bed. Then she said, the boyfriend wants her come over for coffee on the patio every morning and if she misses a morning he gets upset. I see her dress in a white comfy pant, loose and flowing outfit carrying a cup of coffee from her condo up the stairs to the boyfriends place. Its a gorgeous morning and feel like Florida to me - the crisp fresh air and slight chill to a beautiful sunny day. Nice. I am wearing this very short dress. Its a wonder it covers my ass at all. And, actually, it doesn't I am having this concern where I think, hey my dress may not be covering my ass - when Scott (my real estate boss) walks up behind me and stands very close, to protect me, and says, you know your dress has inched up and your whole ass is hanging out. he is very quiet and discrete about it but I can't help think - hasn't everyone already noticed? So, apparently, I am going to walk home and I am in a pair of high heels, black, and this dress. These construction guys are talking and I can hear them saying - hey, she's not bad, strong, sturdy, Indiana corn-fed, young - or is she? (I am thinking - what are they looking at to determine my age?) So I pick up my speed and decide I am going to run and kick off my shoes. I am carrying several things - bottled water, my shoes, notebooks and trying to run barefoot. I get the feel I might be running so these guys will think I am hot - which they do - but the running is odd, like I can't quite pick up speed.
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| Matt & Jen |
November 13, 2001 |
| The Dream:
This piece followed the dream My Other Selves? It was strung on at the end but seemed unrelated. Matt and Jen who I sold a house to asked me to stop by their new place and talk to them about selling their house and buying a new one. I am having a hard time concentrating on what Jen wants and I tell her, I am sorry because I can't focus and I think it is due to lack of sleep (which is weird since I am asleep and dreaming). Anyway, we step out back to talk about a neighbors house that they had looked at before buying this house and I tell them that it still hasn't sold and they won't budge on the price. Around their house up on a hillside (concrete embankment) their homes are lined by a connecting sector of apartments or hotel units, no houses, its very weird and as I turn around, their baby (less than a year or so) is hanging on their screen door so we go back inside. Jen hands me a list of things she wants for her home and I tell her I will print some stuff off and set some appointments so we can go this week-end. It seems Jen and I will do most of the previews of the homes and then bring Matt back to the ones she likes, just like before (in real life).
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| My Other Selves? ** |
November 13, 2001 |
| The Dream:
The first thing I remember is driving around in a convertible, light colored, possibly silver and the top was down. I was on the streets of a city, downtown but I don't recognize the city. My hair was blowing and I feel very free. Sexy, wild and free. It was good. I do not remember how I end up with this girl, who is young and ages through the dream. I want to call her Beth. I am swimming with Beth when her older brother shows up and he has a man with him, a friend. I don't know any of these people but for some reason I have ended up in this pond type area, in the middle of downtown, with Beth. She seems young here and I feel somewhat protective of her. her brother gets into the water and there is a friendly antagonism going on between us but I am not concerned because I am leaving now that someone has arrived to be with Beth. As I try to swim away, her brother grabs me by the left ankle and drags me back through the water. Then he kisses me. i think he even says something like, "You didn't think I would let you get away that easily, did you?" I am laughing, I find this incredibly romantic and endearing and whatever antagonism I had seems to melt away. He is very good looking, strong masculine body and dark hair. I do not know him, but his energy feels familiar. Beth and her brother are very close and she is watching us, smiling. I think she might have hand picked me for her brother. I am "traveling" in this dream very strangely. Sometimes I am myself, sometimes I see through Beth and understand her thoughts and motives and sometimes I am watching as an objective observer. I want to call her brother John, just for ease sake, he is still holding me in the water and he kisses me again, we have full length body contact, very sensual (not sexual). The next scene is a huge sky scraper that John is building. Beth and I and John are at the bottom to it and he is in a hard hat. he is an extremely successful Architect. Since the pond, I have become a part of this family and I think John and I have married - all 3 of us are very close. The workmen want us to go up to the top of this skeleton building to check out some design feature. The elevator has no walls and consists of a plywood floor on some sort of lift system everybody climbs on and I feel nauseous, just looking at it, no walls (my thing about dying on an elevator and all). I tell them I am not going up and I think I am pregnant but it never says in the dream, just a sensation I have. One of the workmen is taunting me for being "scared" but it was more a sense of vertigo and the inevitable vomiting to follow that stops me. John and Beth go. Time passes, years apparently. John is retiring and we are in this huge building that he build, years before. Its quite a luxurious high rise and yes, I do take the elevator this time. His office is near the top floor. We all seem pretty young still (thirtyish), except Beth who seems to be more of an adult now. Perhaps in her young twenties. She is excited because John and she are going to travel like they always talked about when she was a little girl. I am not going with them. I appear to be pregnant again. Logically, it seems that no more than 10 years could have passed and it doesn't seem like there are children in our life, just me, John and Beth but I get a sense that something stops me from traveling with them (besides that, I want them to share some time alone like old times). We are all still very close. I am staying behind to pack out John's office as they begin their journey. I find an old file that has paintings in it, mostly finger paintings and childlike drawings. I pull them out and recognize them as 'art' that Beth and I did when she was much younger. We had signed the paintings, like a real artist and my name is different - same first name but my last name starts with an H. Heines, or Hawkins, really feels like H E I, maybe L or S in there but I can't be sure. Anyway, I am bundling all this tuff up and carrying it out of the building for John so he can enjoy his trip with Beth. I get glimpses of their travels, and I see it through Beth's eyes. The one place I remember, because she says it in a mirror so I can see what see sees is that they are in Bali and he looks so beautiful. I remember thinking how proud I was of her and how beautiful she looked and then I saw John and how happy he looked and my heart began to ache because I missed them both so much. It was almost as if John felt my thoughts because he looks TO me and says he is having a great time, but that he is coming home soon, real soon and I can tell that he has been missing me too. There is another section that was unrelated but I will attach it under a different title on the same date.
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Interpretations: The convertible
represents change to me...possibly in finance because of the silver color.
Beth I think represents a young me, because she has not matured yet at the
beginning of the dream but matures as the dream continues. The grabbing of
the left ankle, seems to me that it might be a ground type of thing but I
am unclear on what that might be. This also happens in the Alien
Meditation, where my left foot is invaded by the alien ectoplasm (I sound
like a Kook, don't I?) ----- Back To Top |
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| Alien Ship |
November 8, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I am looking at the sky and there is what appears to be a plane in the sky only it kind of hovers and it is made of cylinder type cones shapes and as I look at it, I get a 3D vision of it in the sky, where it turns on end so I can see that it is the skeleton structure of something (almost like a building skeleton that has not been finish out). In my mind, I realize that it is an alien space craft and some how I make the correlation that they are "dusting" the human population with anthrax - thus explaining why so many people have become infected with the disease. (I know it makes little sense but that is what the dream inferred).
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| Strange Helicopter |
November 5, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I am in a helicopter with Sandra and as we fly I notice the clouds are starting to funnel with little fingers poking down as if they will turn into tornadoes. I remember thinking that I am unsure of the helicopters ability to fly in high storms like this when I suddenly realize that I am outside of the helicopter. I have no idea how I get outside and I can not tell if I am flying, floating or falling. I appear to be floating as if there is no gravity and the helicopter is not flying but floating on its side. I reach out and grab it by the little rudder things on the under side of the (ship) that it lands on and I start dragging it through the air. I don't know what has happened or if the people are still inside. I drag the copter to the ground and it becomes toy size, I try to open it up to see if the people are still there. The front end contains a grenade but I can not tell if it is for me to carry as protection or if it has been planted so that when I remove it, the pin will come out and it will blow me up. so I decide to leave it alone. I open the back and there are several keys laying inside, stacked side by side. I don't count them but it feels like 8 or 9 keys. I am kneeling on the ground next to the woods when I suddenly hear this growling coming from the woods. It sounds like a lion or tiger growl but I am looking at the area thinking it is the wrong kind of woods for big cats. Then all of sudden again I see a stag jump to its feet and stumble off through the trees. (The deer was growling like a wild animal - large cat).
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| Marcus Hug |
November 6, 2001 |
| The Dream:
Marcus gave me a huge hug totally out of the blue and it was a very deep solid hug and I remembered thinking that he was getting healing energy from the hug. (He doesn't hug in real life hardly at all).
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| Gambling Dream |
November 7, 2001 |
| The Dream:
Andy and I were gambling. I think it was slots but I never actually see any machines. Andy has won a huge stack of money. In my mind, I am thinking it is a few thousand dollars but the stacks are huge and I think it could be many thousands of dollars. The casino is closing down for the evening and I keep telling Andy he needs to have the casino count it out before we leave for the night but instead he hides his bag of money in the top of their closet. I think I tell him to take some of it with us and I think he takes a few twenties and hands me a wadded up dollar (bitch). Anyway, so we go to a restaurant in the casino and Andy orders chili and I ask the bartender if he has something and he brings me something else. I am really angry and I slam this glass on the table and get up and storm out leaving Andy behind. Well these stacks of cash must be bugging me a lot cause I am afraid someone's is going to get them before we get back to claim it. There is a piece where I am coming home to the condo/hotel after working all day - is how it feels - and Andy is not there but the house is trashed, clothes strewn everywhere, dirty dishes and beer bottles. I go out to the beach and leave the door open to look for Andy and as I am on the beach, I see a couple of big guys go into the condo so I go back and while I have been gone (working), the rule was if the doors open then the house is open for partying. So I tell these guys - there are about 6 of them, all football player size - they have to go and one gets very belligerent and says they don't have to go. I am saying "F" words and tell them if they don't get the "F" out of my house I am going to call 911. Actually, the police and have them hauled off. Its very intense and I think we are going to duke it out. So back to the money....I have been unable to find Andy so I return to the closet. I tell the attendant what we've done and he says "Oh, a lot of people stash bags in this closet" then he pulls down my bag and it has a bunch of cat food in it - or so it appears. he said when people buy cat food they give them a kitten and he said someone came for my bag but forgot to take the kitten and its a really cute orange tabby kitty (I am not taking it home either). So we are theorizing that my bag had Andy's money in it and that he must have come to retrieve it already. I hope.
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| Bear With Me? |
November 17, 2001 |
| The Dream:
I am sitting at a picnic table, curled up in a blanket. There is a small animal on the table that is white and I think it looks like an Opossum except it doesn't have the long nose like an Opossum. So I am wondering just what kind of animal this is because I want to touch it but I don't want it to become aggressive and attack me so I just keep watching it. It rolls over on its back and I get a better view of its face and head. Actually, it has 2 heads, one is located in the center of its tummy and one is where it is supposed to be. As it is watching me, it looks very playful and I watch it blink its eyes at me and as it does, I realize it has a third eye in the shape of a sickle moon where the third eye should be. When it blinks, all three eyes blink at the same time. I still want to pet it but I still don't want to provoke it. I puzzle over the head and what it looks like and decide it most resembles a bear (introspection). I close my eyes so I can pretend to be asleep and it moves closer, sniffing my face, nose, eyes. I can feel its whiskers tickling my face.
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Interpretations: I would love to say I know what this means... hahahah. Bears mean introspection (generally speaking) and the Opossum, could be like playing like I am asleep, like I don't really understand what is going on around me. And, gee, I actually do pretend to be asleep in the dream...hmm, maybe I need to wake up. ----- Back To Top |
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