Here are the compiled Dreams Of May In the year 2K2
Below you will find the dreams from this month. For easier access I have decided to list them all on one page. Depending on how many dreams I had for the month this page might get kinda long. But the names of each dream should click you down to the dream.

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.

May 12, 2002

All I know is my teeth are falling out. All of them seem to be on the left side of my mouth. I am think, gee, my teeth were in great shape the last time I went to the dentist, just a few little cavities. Then I have this one tooth in the front that is soooo infected, on the bottom, that I can actually squeeze it and this infected sort of stuff come out of it. It was nasty, reminded me of when I had my wisdom teeth out and the sockets would get infected from food getting packed in there. Same flavor in the dream, which I thought was weird. I remember showing the dentist and being concerned about the cost involved in this procedure. I pop my mouth open wide and you can see metal screws in my mouth where the teeth used to be, as if they had put them in already to put in crowns...because I have one so I know what they look like. Very weird dream.

Insights and Interpretations:

Teeth and them falling out usually means something like being afraid of saying something wrong. Or straight out lying, which I rarely find a need to do. The dream doesn't overly concern me much to the meaning as it did the the cosmetics of how and how much it was going to cost to get it fixed. So in that sense, mis-speaking my words might cause me to have issues in regards to how much it might cost me to fix the things I might say inappropriately. Odd, because I rarely find a need to explain my words either...as in an apology and I am really honest with people even if I know it isn't something they are going to like to hear. Weird anyway. Thats all I get.  ----- Back To Top

May 14, 2002

This dream had multiple parts. First Hector was sitting on this bench, like a bleacher talking to a younger child, like Charlie's age - 5ish. And this bird kept bombing him, flying in and out, and Hector keeps swooshing it away. I notice he is sitting right next to the birds nest on the bleacher and that is why the bird is flying at him. At one point, hector actually flicks this bird and it goes flying....zing, right away from him from the impact. It looked pretty funny. So I finally go, hey - you are sitting next to its nest - get away from it and it will leave you along.

Well, somehow, I end up adopting this nest but it is no longer birds, it is cats. And there is only one kitten and a momma cat. I am looking around for some food for it and my mom keeps telling me we can't keep it. I am thinking to myself what happened to all my cat food because my cat just died - I thought it was Tasha (I mean, it had to be because that is the only one I have left and they were all dead in this dream) - the last one had died, but when I pictured the cat that was dead...all I saw was Chelsea. But I definitely didn't have any cats now and I must have given away all of my cat food but am looking for it in the utility room anyway, all I find is litter...and stacks upon stacks of cigarettes. They were Basics and something light...like maybe a winston light but we don't smoke either one of those and I am wondering where they all came from and Andy has moved them here from the shop. Which is weird in itself and then I notice that Doug's name is on the return address and that Doug apparently found a good deal so he ordered tons of these cigarettes that nobody smokes...and we are storing them - why?

Anyway, so my mom is still freaking on me about not keeping these cats and I just don't understand why at all. I mean, what is the big deal to her - I don't get it.

Insights and Interpretations:

Ok, first of all....my mom is dead, and Hector is Andy's father. So, now that you know that relationship, I will continue. Charlie is Hector's grandson. The bleachers are in a place like a ball park which would indicate to me that this is some sort of playground...or something I think of as play, and it relates to family matters, since I have layers of family in here. The birds are messages, obviously, ones I don't want to acknowledge because even though it is Hector flicking the birds away - the other characters in your dream always represent you in some fashion. So I am disturbing the nest of something and receiving messages about it...decide to keep it anyway, and it becomes a hidden issue, or psychic issue or something that I secretly hope to obtain...I say that because the cats generally represent issues like this to me. I am trying to feed it and have nothing to feed it. My mother - a better part of myself, I must admit - also because she is dead and is giving me counsel from there in this dream - and also because she represents me so in essense she is my higher self telling me that keeping these cats that I so covet for some reason, is really not a good idea. Then we have to toss in the cigarettes, gee could I be trying to hide the issues behind a smoke screen of something else? I think I know exactly what this dream is saying to me, however it would not be pertinent to discuss it in this forum. What else am I missing? Oh, even though Doug was not my ex-husband but another person, he shared the same name as my ex-husband...giving me yet another clue, ie. could be related to a husband (spousal) of some sort. Again, that makes sense to me. Why it comes from his address and why he ordered so much because he thought it was a good deal may be an indication that the smoke screen isn't necessarily coming from me but from another place. Perhaps the hidden information in coming from some place other than myself - and that could actually make sense as well. Now that I have completely baffled anyone else trying to interpret this, let me say that it all actually makes perfect sense to me and it exactly what I would perceive as happening in some aspect of my life. Being aware, but not acknowledging it. Sorry I can't be more specific but there it is. Hey, another interesting correlation is that the birds turn into something that is a predator of them...ie, the messages are being eaten by the latent talents or (whatever) ability...litterally translated could mean...that the message is interpreted by the not so hidden aspects of my consciousness (my mind) - again, saying that I get it!    ----- Back To Top

May 19, 2002

Insights and Interpretations:

Such a sense of urgency - and where is it coming from?  The singing thing, I have had a few times before, all I can think is that it is some communications aspect - I don't think it really means that I am going to become an opera store or something.  I don't think I am necessarily supposed to teach either, maybe more like just put more information into my dreams or something.  There seems to be some significance to the file being red.  I say this because in an earlier dream, I had a red floppy disk and they both contain information.  I was worried about loosing information in the prior dream - this time I am trying to get rid of information.  I immediately liked the old lady and the old guy on the tractor, mostly because I think old guys are so cute anyway, but the woman was wise too.  Then this guy who tells me he planted a bomb and I need to get going seems to be telling me that someone else has put something in motion and if I don't get my butt in gear, I am going to miss an opportunity or something, or get run over or blown up in the process.  Then we got this whole bathroom issue - I even reflect on it in the dream.  The thing is, the bathroom stuff is usually about getting rid of things in your life, and here I am in possibly the mens room - and I got this damn red phone - is there some old communications stuff I need to get rid of, or maybe they mean post it in a forum so I can get it out of my list of things to do or something.  Why can't I just get dreams that say - go invest your money in - blah, blah or go wash dishes or pet the cat or something that actually makes sense?   More change is what I see, and I see that happening in my life...you know it is never alot of change though just bits and pieces of it - and the 60 cents on the ground when the bomb was going off, I didn't even stop to pick it up - which makes me wonder if I pass on something I thought was going to change, but doesn't - gets left behind in the shuffle.  

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May 24, 2002

The Dream:

At parts of this dream I am wearing a blue dress with a matching jacket. Its one I use for work quite a bit and I was thinking about wearing it on Saturday this week. And, now it shows up in my dream as if I were wearing it Saturday this week.

The main premise of this dream is that we are meeting Roland for dinner - and the number to reach him on is Sean's cell number (weird). Anyway, my sister Tanya has just driven out of the driveway to go meet them....she doesn't have a cell phone and since I am running late, I am hoping that the other people meet her on time. I am trying to curl my hair, which looks a little frazzled but pretty normal for me actually, it is really long and almost like a shag cut. I am running around trying to get ready - I think there are three people riding with me. When some of the kids show up, I think it is Mandy, Joel, and Jamie. They have brought in some stray kittens that are in really bad shape. I am not keeping any cats and since they look so sickly, I tell them they have got to find another place to keep them outside. About that time, one of the kittens pukes on my carpet, whole chunks of cat food. I am like, just great. One of the kids picks up the chucks to try to clean it up and they all leave. At some point I get a wet paper towel and go over to where the cat threw up so I can clean it better - you know how kids do things. Well, they had picked up the pieces and stacked them neatly into the pile on the floor where the mess was made - so I clean it up.

Still trying to curl my hair - My sister comes in - not Tanya, not Linda - some woman who is supposed to be my sister and she says, they picked mom up and they think she has Alzheimer's and now they want to take her to a home health care facility. They want us to commit her to an old folks home because she has Alzheimer's. I am like great - what now? Well, this black police woman walks in - I have seen her before somewhere, like in a movie or something. And my mom follows her in, and at first it looked like my mom, her energy is right - sense of humor - but then she merges into this old black woman - with still the same look in her eyes as my mother. So even though she no longer looks like my mom, I know she still is. And she says, "I don't understand it. I was on the public bus and some how I must have gotten off at the wrong place. Just because a person ends up in the morgue with a bunch of dead bodies is no reason to put them in an old folks home."

I can tell she is slightly befuddled, and to be honest, her statement strikes me as very funny. All I can think is what the hell is she talking about? So I default to the police woman who is very hard core about putting her away and she explains that they found my mother wandering around a morgue, obviously lost and unsure how she could get home. I explain to the officer that my mother is quite normal, if a little abstract at times and that she is perfectly fine the way she is - basically, thanks for bringing her home.

In the meantime, I am still trying to curl my hair and meet everybody for dinner. I fear I am running very late.

Insights and Interpretations:

Well, the gist is that I am behind on something.  Course at the time I was 5 months behind in my postings - and this dream didn't make me move any faster.  Since my mother merged into the black woman, and she is dead, then I take this again as a message from spirit or about spirit.  I love her comment and have repeated it several times - if anyone will listen - but her whole innocent attitude about "I don't get it just because you end up in the morgue with a bunch of dead people they think you are crazy"  And I am about to bust a gut in the dream because it makes no damn sense at all - my mother would have said something like that too.  I am late from the start of this dream to the finish of it - and the kittens, like undeveloped talents that I am saying - I want no part of.  Then we got the police officer again - which represents something of authority or higher power to me.   Its almost like the dream is saying I am behind, but moving right along, and get sidetracked somehow, but I am still moving right along.  That is kind of true for everybody, isn't it?

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May 28, 2002

The Dream:

I am standing in the door of this house, maybe I live here. It sort of sits on a hill on the edge of down and there is a bear prowling my yard. We feed it. I don't know why, I keep thinking feeding a bear is dangerous and I see my neighbor a Mr. Green Jeans type of character out putzing around his yard. He sees the bear and goes to get some bread for it. I have been cleaning strawberries and dump about a cup out on the ground then go back inside to watch from the window. I am still thinking to myself that this is a bad idea as bears are known to go after people when they run out of food and you don't want them dependant upon you for their survival. Then my neighbor comes over after tossing the bear some bread. We are just hanging out in my kitchen. The bear looks very peaceful and contented. The dream shift.

These are out of order but I am doing the pieces as I remember them. This piece really starts with a group of us walking through the woods and coming upon a cliff edge where we sit down to watch.

I am flying (on a magic carpet?) I don't know what this is that I sit upon but I am not the only one sitting here. Andy is here somewhere and Tanya is right next to me. At one point I think I am slipping off the piece of carpet that I have and Tanya has to help me get it re-adjusted up under my butt. Like here hold my water and this and that so I can pull this back up. I am surprised at how solidly I am positioned into the carpet piece - as if my weight really helps to keep me in place.

Anyway, this piece starts off almost like watching a movie of scenes where we are diving over cliffs and following down waterfalls, high speeds and plunging falls - like I said it starts as a movie type of thing on the cliff side, but at some point we become part of the activity taking place. The weird part is that I never felt a shift from watching to being - it just happened. One of the scenes is a smaller boat coming up under a bigger boat and being sucked under the bigger boat - creepy, eh? We start with mostly nature scenes then drift into industrial type of areas, over bridges and tall buildings, across railroad tracks. We are heading for a wharf area. We stop to take a break so Andy for one can go to the bathroom, this is where Tanya helps to readjust me into my seat.

I am in a store, convenience type store, and looking for candy. They have moved the entire store around and it is very confusing. I think the timing, based on the decor was Christmas time. They have put a McDonalds at the back of this convenience store and I think there was a deli type of thing at the front of the store. There is an old Japanese couple trying to find the McDonalds and they have come out the wrong way...to the front, so I point them back in the right direction to where they need to be. In the meantime, I have been looking for the candy and I never do find it, they keep telling me it has moved but all I see are the seasonal candies. And that is confusing too because I could swear I saw Easter stuff and Halloween stuff but the bigger gist is Christmas. Who knows?

Phil and Greg, Penny and I are at one table and there is a secondary table with Tanya, and at least two other people. We are at a pizza place and the service is horrible. So bad that Tanya's table only leaves 3 cents on the table. I had charged the meal so I put a small tip of like $7 on the tab, which seems like a lot for what the bill must have been but I think it only came out to be about 6% of the bill. You do the math! So we are getting ready to leave and I notice that Phil has throw down more tip and I am like, no way dude...I already over tipped, I was thinking about taking a penny off of Tanya's table as it was. So I look at the tip he left and it was like $5.21 check that he signed over from a stock dividend or something...like Microsoft sent him a dividend check and he left it as a tip. I was like crap, he already signed it over so I might as well erase my tip from the charge slip and let him leave that dividend as the tip...which is what I attempted to do. I went off in that direction anyway. The funny part about this is that I think it was telling me that the dividend check wasn't worth much more than the 3 cents that Tanya had left even though it was for $5.21.

I am in an alley type of area, all I know is that there are old privacy fences around the area. I have seen this big cat stalking through the yards and stuff. I don't know if it is friendly with the other cats it has been stalking or not all I know is that is looks wickedly beat up as if it has been in many fights and really fits the true definition of Tom cat. There is a point where it is on one side of the fence and there is a huge hole and I am on the other side of the hole. He looks through the fence and kind of meow's and squints at me. I am figuring - how bad can this cat be? So I reach my hand through the fence and I scratch it behind the ears and around the head. He seems to like it. I see another cat approaching so I figure I better back off so if they get into a fight I don't get into the middle of it. Thats all I remember of that piece.

Insights and Interpretations:

Lots in here.  The bear in the first part represents introspection and saying that I am feeding something that I am thinking about that might get out of control.  The flying carpet thing, feels more like it is saying just hang tight and watch because things are changing and they are changing fast.   It was a really cool dream piece there.  Then the tipping piece could be that I have invested in something that doesn't give me much return on my money - and the service sucks!  Then the candy thing could be a time line, with Halloween and Christmas playing a dominant roll in the events.  And, finally, the cat - perhaps I am dealing with two different aspects of something that are or might be in conflict with each other - or it might be warning me to not let them become in conflict with what I am doing.

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May 28, 2002

The Dream:

I am at a funeral. It is Carl's son who has committed suicide, only it isn't one of the sons I know. I know of him, but don't know him personally. His name is Chris. I come in at sit down, rather cluelessly in front of Carl's daughter Laura, who is crying rather uncontrollably. I feel really bad for her and I turn to comfort her and she glares at me. I am like, geez, what brought this on? She says she always hated me but now she has a reason for hating me and then she pulls out this poem that Chris wrote before he died which reads something like...well, I don't remember but the first line is using words and making a sentence out of my Re/Max office phone number like for six nine, one nine, oh, oh...or something 469-1900. I don't really understand all the words but the gist is that Chris felt like when I came into Carl's life he became excluded and the poem eludes to the fact that a woman at this number was the cause of it - namely, me. So I am puzzled about this because I never thought I had any influence over Carl's life at all and I never even met this son even though I had seen pictures of him and knew what he looked like. I just really felt bad that Laura hated me so much and now felt she had a reason too.

Insights and Interpretations:

I don't seem to be as distressed in the dream as shocked to find I am the cause of all this turmoil. Awake, I am wondering what in the world any of it could mean because obviously the scenario doesn't fit at all with Carl's real family which means it has to be aspects of myself. The fact that a part of me has to die, and the cause is due to a relationship with my realty portion of my business. It could mean that I accept a job that greatly curtails my real estate functioning, possibly this "kills" a small part of me that is functioning under the masculine energy in order to make room for this new growth. It might also be telling me that I will hate myself for doing so - since Laura has such an intense dislike for me at this point. So hard to grab something meaningful out of something so abstract - suicide in itself would imply that I kill that part of myself off - myself. Interesting to puzzle and I have been getting job offers in another arena. I will just have to wait and see where it goes.   ----- Back To Top

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