December Dreams 2000
Here are the compiled
Dreams Of December In the year
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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 order by the dates they were dreamt. They all of a brief and sometimes not so brief analysis following the actual dream. 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. You can find your way back to the main archives page from a menu at the bottom of this page. Or on to other archived dreams should you so desire it.
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| Jury Duty |
December 1, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I receive a phone call and they are asking me to serve on jury duty. I tell them I have already been summonsed twice this year and they go, oh ok, well is Todd there? So Todd gets on the phone an he goes to do jury duty for two days. He is waiting for his check to arrive. They paid him $246 for two days. I am complaining because I only got like $20 per day when I served. Andy and I are in a hotel room and we have Christmas presents. One of them is a box of peanut brittle that my aunt made and another is a box of assorted chocolates. We are pretty high up in this hotel and there is a balcony. I go outside and Andy is sitting in a reclining couch type thing. There are three people in a small plane. They are getting ready for take off and they are next to a larger plane. The pilot and I think the guy in the back get out of the plane. The co-pilot puts the plane in reverse and is talking to the tower telling them to hurry cause the plane is in motion. This is a ruse because he is actually causing the plane to go into reverse. It backs in a circle around the bigger plane. The airport is on a plateau and somehow the small plane has ended up on the desert floor. The pilot has a group, search party, that I think he intends to take off in the plane when he finds it. As he descends to the desert floor, he is reminiscent and reflecting that he is sad he will have to kill the co-pilot when he finds him and leave his body to the wild animals.
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| Tomorrow |
December 2, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am waiting for Saturday or tomorrow but every time I get there it is the next day that I am waiting for and tomorrow never comes. I am on a swing and I keep swinging really high to where I almost go full circle but instead I let go and I am rising so high and I don't even realize how high I am going until this huge (tall) tree seems to snag me by the arm, tap me on the shoulder. I reach out and grab the tree. It felt like I was going into outer space. There is a girl who runs past me to hide from another girl with a knife. Both of them are blond and remind me of Reese Witherspoon. There are 2 apartments side by side and I stop the girl with the knife while the other tries to get into the right side apartment. While I have the one girl distracted I am asking her why she has to kill this girl and she is explaining that she simply has to. The girl at the top of the stairs disappears into the left apartment and I think maybe the one with the knife won't realize she went left instead of right. But, when she gets to the top of the stairs, she is like she has some sort of psychic power and bee-lines straight for the apartment to the left.
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| Scary Movie |
December 4, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I think we are watching a scary movie but I keeps switching to being in it instead of watching it. A guy is showing us the upstairs bedroom and is explaining how when the spirit arrives it is cold, then he stops and shivers, as it passes over him. Then he sits in a chair in the corner and the woman and child with him start to sit in the opposite chair but he says no that is where she sits. I flash in and out of the woman. So the woman sits in a chair a few feet away, diagonal from the man. They see the seat cushion indent as "she" shows up. Her name is "Mary". She is talking to the man when she notices the little child and the woman and suddenly, all three of the people are sitting in the same chair. It is as if Mary has tunnel vision and can only focus on one thing at a time so in order to address them all she has to bring them together in a visual. She is addressing the woman, and as she does, you get information that the woman is like a psychic empath. I see her from Mary's perspective. The woman starts telling Mary, No! I will not hear what you have to say (and then she plucks these cords like extension cords from her ears) then she says, I will not see what you have to say (then plucks the cords from her eyes) and a couple of other things she will not do but I can't remember what it is but she plucks the cords from the back of her neck and the base of her spine. Eyes, ears, neck and spine, she unplugs them all. Then she turns back to the man in the chair to confront him on bringing her here but an angel named "Michael" is there. She knows Michael and he starts talking to her because she is upset about the cords. The cords were psychic spiritual ties that the entity could use to manipulate the woman. As Michael sooths her, she walks away and Mary says, well Michael congratulations, who would have thought to use someone she trusted to put her at ease. Then you see this multi-corded lashing streaking out to connect and wrap around the woman cording in and you get the sense that she doesn't even know it has happened. This encounter causes a big personality change in the woman and the child. The child has become sickly, pasty skinned, dark eyes and chapped and cracked lips. She now looks like the girl from the Pepsi commercials but very sick. The woman was originally blond and is now a brunette and her personality has transformed 10 fold and all she does is bitch and act out of this negative energy. At one point, she is walking down the stairs and as she crosses the threshold into the room, she has multiple visions. a review of several scenes from her past when she was a child, she sees herself corded up and her behavior since then and the person she has become, the person she was before the encounter with Mary and when she crosses over to the other side of threshold, she is her old self but she barely remembers the cords or the visions she has just had and it is as if she crosses in and our of control being unaware. So we are back watching the movie. I don't know if it is The Cell or What Lies Beneath and I don't know if we were just in the movie or only watching it. There is a group of us watching TV now and the original guy from the beginning who brought the woman and the child to the Mary spirit is explaining to our group abut where we are in the movie. I get the sense that the more we watch the movie, the more we pull the movie energy into our life and the scary stuff begins to occur as if we draw it in. Suddenly the door next to the room we are in pops open and creeks open about a foot. We are all laughing, ooohh scary, hahaha. The guy is all hesitant like, not that is not funny, not funny at all. He gets up looks at the door and pulls it shut. Then he starts scouting his house for ghosts. He avoids a couple of booby traps but in the bathroom, they have set a huge, cone shaped plastic up in the toilet and when he goes to fix it, he falls into the cone and flushes down the toilet. I see this and I am wondering if I should tell everyone so we can break open the water heater or someplace and try to rescue him before he drowns. We flash back to the group and the woman and child have aged oddly. The child is now a boy and is a teen and the woman is his sister just a few years older than him, still a teen. It is weird because the evil entity takes over and fades out at different points and you know that it is effecting the boy and the woman and it is tied whether it is a movie or real life that is happening. The woman is in a high speed car chase. She is driving a black, open top car. She is dressed in a black skirt and black leather jacket. She is driving from the right hand side of the vehicle. The original guy is driving a van with an oriental Jacki Chan sort of character in the passenger seat. As they are trying to make her pull over, she disappears and all that is left is her clothes in the seat with a few wispy blond hairs left flying around her clothes. The Jacki Chan character jumps from the van into the open top of the black vehicle to pull it over before the car crashes. There is a small piece in an ice skating rink where I am skating around in my socks but I keep going too fast to make the turns and I have to "Slow down" the speed I am traveling in order to make the turns. There is also a piece where I am in a car with Tanya and it is moving and I m trying to turn the wheel but she has a grip on the wheel and I cant turn it. I am looking at her all crazy because she won't let me steer.
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| Dinner With Rod |
December 8, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am finishing a meal with Rod and they have packaged up our food to go. Rod is telling me that next time we should pick a really nice restaurant instead of the usual McDonalds or something. I want to communicate with Rod but I don't want other people to hear what I am saying so I pull down the Alpha computer that we use at work, even though we are not at work and I am trying to type him messages through the Alpha program. For some reason, I pop open my container and take out this huge meatball about the size of a baseball. They have taken our forks away and all I have is a butter knife. This meatball is delicious, very tender like lamb or veal, rolled in cheese and wrapped in a pasta noodle all slathered in tomato sauce. I cut it and stab it with the knife to eat and tell Rod he has got to try this because it is great. He said its too bad we didn't pack them up to go but I said I had, because I was obviously eating one of them, then I popped open the container and showed him the other meatball that I had left. As I finish eating the meatball, it reminds me in looks of a donut and I said, I wish there was Dunkin Donut shops around here. Rod says, they don't have Dunkin Donuts in this city anymore. Later, I am at a Denny's and somebody is complaining that they won't take her travelers checks. I have cash but I also have travelers checks that I figured I would pay with and save my cash. So I ask for the manager so I can sort this out and possibly pay with the check as my total is nearly $20 anyway and would pretty much take a whole check. The chef comes out, who is also the manager apparently. He is a black man and I think he must own the restaurant because a black manager would not work as a chef because it would be demeaning but when you own a restaurant, you pretty much work anything that must be worked. At least, that is my logic in the dream...it really doesn't make that much sense to me awake. He explains to me that they just don't take travelers checks anymore.
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| Native Village |
December 9, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am in a native village surrounded by large sticks which are serving as a wall. The sticks poke out of the ground like spears. There is a silver tiger up in the tree outside the village. It looks like a Bengal tiger with the stripes only the native elder speaking to me tells me that it is actually referred to as a silver tiger. The animals usually cut through the village at will but for some reason, a very large herd is coming including elephants, rhinos, and a hodge-podge of mixed smaller animals. For some reason, the village decides to close its gates to the herd. I am guessing because it was such a large herd. As I discuss this with the elder, an elephant comes up to the gate expecting passage, when the gates do not open, the elephant leads the rest of the herd around the village walls. The last thing I remember is the silver tiger came down to the fence and my cat Tasha and it are trying to sniff each other through the fence. I am restraining Tasha for fear that the big tiger will reach through and snag her through the fence but it seems that the two cats recognize each other as kindred spirits of the same species and the tiger only sniffs Tasha by the nose to catch her scent. I think I relax a little and let Tasha move closer and it seems as if the Silver Tiger is licking her through the fence.
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| Fledglings |
December 10, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I don't remember what was being referred to but someone was telling me that they were fledgling and that I needed to give it time to mature and grow into an opportunity. Or an opportunity to grow, I am not sure which now. There is a series of me entering other peoples apartments and cutting through. They usually keep their cats in the stairwell entryway. Most of the time, the apartment dwellers are not home, but once she is and I am trying to cut through without her noticing. I have to squeeze through an area between water bottles and a stack of storage containers. I knock over some of the storage containers and have to stop and pick them up, re-stock them.
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| Reunion Reality |
December 11, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am sitting in bleachers or stadium seats in a very large crowd. Rulena is there. I ask her what she is doing back in the city, as I have not seen her in years, and she says very directly that she is having an affair with a man in the city. I don't want her to think I am judging her because I am not, I am just so happy to see her. I make a remark that tells her that I know she is married and I don't care about the rest of it that I am just glad she is there. Donny Moore and his wife or girlfriend are sitting behind me (she looks like Sarah Jessica Parker). This reminds me of graduation a bit because Donny was about the same place at my real graduation. Our group breaks off after the ceremony. I believe there are about 12 of us. We are staying in hostels around the country. At first it seems we might be bar hopping and then I hear Chris say that its ok if all of us share the same room and that we can just put up a partition for privacy. At one point, we are walking down streets in Indianapolis and I have to stop for some reason. Two of the guys stay behind to wait for me. They are doing their own thing while I do whatever it is I am trying to do, I can't see myself so I don't know why I am stalling. As the group moves farther away, the guys start to move after them because they can see that I am almost ready. I start to run to catch up but my group is already down the street and the guys are getting pretty caught up and seem to be moving at a jog. I start to jog but my rhythm is off. I find I am looking down at my white tennis shoes and white bobby socks and that I have to focus on my pace, my rhythm. I am gripping something in my left hand as well, it helps me to keep balanced. It seems like it might be a key or a whistle, something round. I am focused and I feel the hard breathing and the pound of my footsteps and since I am not a runner, I figure I will not last long running like this. My body seems to adjust just fine though and I am gaining on the two men. They have picked up their pace as well. We all come together in this rustic wood floor and wall restaurant. Angelina Jolie is there. She appears to be leading us in some fashion. I still have a group of about 12 but we have scattered somewhat and the faces are changing. Tommy is there. I have missed him very much like Rulena at the beginning of the dream and am just really happy to see him. Angelina has been shopping for postcards to send her brother. She slaps them down on the table and walks off. As I look at the postcards from our travels, I see the Eiffel tower, Hamburg Germany, Austrian alps. I see a British flag. They seem all European in nature and I think they are all the places we have been visiting. On the front of a couple of them are writing. To Tommy or Jimmy, and Happy Birthday or I miss you - Wish you were here type of messages, almost like the postcards were personalized for Angelina's brother. As I look at them, I see her brothers face and I remember him and I am overwhelmed with this sense of joy and sadness because he is not with us and I feel as connected to him as I know Angelina does and how intense she misses him. The scene changes and this is the first time I get the sense that some of us are teachers and some of us are students. There is a demonstration going on and Linda is rolling around on the ground getting covered in leaves and twigs and moving in a seductive manner. I am trying to correct her because as I point out, clearing the ground first would have been more beneficial (less twigs) and that the gyrating is not necessary. She is nasty in her response as if she doesn't give a shit what I say even though I was only trying to help (I think she actually told me to fuck off). I am only an observer in this demonstration so I back off and let her take her criticism and accolades elsewhere. I enter the house and I am setting things out in my room. One is a picture in a silver frame of my sister Tanya only it doesn't look like her at all. It looks more like me with short hair or my cousin Sherrill. I want to put it some place visual as a reminder of some sort. Its weird because I have unpacked other things as well but only the picture seems important to me. As I pick it up to examine it, there are other pictures behind the one that is showing as if I wanted to be able to change to a new picture to add variety. I find I am sitting with JoAnne at the kitchen table and she is frying bacon wrapped around tuna. It is very odd. For a moment, I make the connection that it is like rumaki only with tuna instead of liver. She fry's the bacon crispy as she talks to me. She is counseling me in metaphor. Even though I don't understand the words, or remember them now. I know that she is giving me a new understanding. There seems to be a more distinct definition between teachers and students at the moment. 2 teachers chase 2 teachers into the house. There are at least 2 students in the chase as well. I get the feeling that the teachers being chased are teaching the 2 students that are with them. I am in the house but not necessarily involved until the 2 teachers who are chasing blow up the house. This part gets really complicated. It would seem that all inside the house would be blown to smithereens but the 2 teachers who blew it up were in the house and they are suddenly under the house, lights beaming from their hands, the house is raised off the ground and is exploding (like in a vision). They are showing the students that their presence in the house was an illusion and at the same time explaining (with no remorse for the ones who blew up in the house - just matter of fact like) that the teachers and students in the house were blown up because they bought into the illusion. As an observer though, I see the teachers and students who were blown up. The teachers are explaining to their students that they must erase the possibility of the house exploding from their realm of probability. That they can not even conceive of this incident having happened. At the time the teachers above are explaining to their students about the blown up people buying into the illusion, the students appear that were blown up in the house and say....what explosion? The ones blown up had to hold a higher level of belief and integrity in order to counter balance a larger collective of events that had occurred. Teachers and students had to create one-mind about the explosion as a non-happening to erase if from happening. This showed the strength of their combined minds in comparison to the teachers who blew them up and the students who watched because each of them had an individual interpretation of what had occurred. In a way, their own teachers splintered their perception due to themselves being exploded and then reappearing to show the illusion. I was on the outside during the whole demonstration as if watching, even though I had been in the house when it exploded, with my own teacher. I was meant to be a record keeper but if the explosion reality held then my reality would have to shift as well because I would have died in essence. I knew that I could lend my energy to either illusion but that I had a much larger stake in the illusion of transcending the explosion and creating a new reality. I tried to remain impartial, as I think I was meant to, but I felt a string of my energy connecting to the exploded teachers and students to help give them strength and to help fortify their illusion that the explosion never happened and that is was some kind of elaborate ruse. I also retained the memory of what I saw and the house really did explode. I helped to create a reality where it had not happened at all. But in order to do so, the ones involved had to release the probability that an explosion was even a remote possibility, totally release it from their consciousness to maintain the other belief.
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| Warehouse Robbery |
December 11, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am locked into a huge warehouse with an odd group of people. It seems like security might have accidentally locked some regular customers into the stores warehouse area after hours. There are stacks and stacks on shelves of toys and appliances, hardware, all kinds of stuff. I am searching for something in the desk of the office but I don't seem to find what I am looking for. I find a few dollars and change but this doesn't' seem significant to me. I leave it. I am looking for some other kind of paperwork, a warrantee or a guarantee, I don't find it. I find I am at the back door of the warehouse and I can see my car through holes in and around the walls by the door. I see a security guard out there walking around and locking up the building next door. I start thinking that we can sneak to my care and if we select properly, we can each take one item for ourselves. This is the first clue that perhaps we had been locked in intentionally. I go back to tell the others but it seems a new group of men have arrived. Since I appear to be the leader of my little group, their leader want to talk: to me one on one an makes his men shoo away my group. We are left alone. he wants to pull a power play of some sort and I think he is going to attack me. He picks me up an sets me on a shelf waist high and starts grinding into me, like sex but not. Its pretty erotic. I hear my hips pop and twist like they are out of joint. It seems that he wanted me but did not want to hurt me and this way was a compromise. I am helping him. He seems like the guy from Pitch Black, big and muscular, bad ass bad guy but he isn't so bad and I really kind of like him. When he is done, we are both still fully dressed, he helps me down and I am wondering why he didn't do this earlier (like there was a time earlier?) The men group is looking for cash and I direct them to what little I saw at the office and suggest a couple of other places they might try. I go back to organizing my group. There is a small boy with us, maybe two years old, maybe Marcus, and he seems to be getting underfoot. I am looking at a toy lawnmower that pops balls as you push it around and I think about getting it down to keep him occupied but am afraid it will make too much noise. When I go back to the door to check the coast is clear, it looks like my car has been moved. Its not quite as close as before and I am wondering how I am going to get everybody and their gifts into my car.
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| Born To Sing? |
December 12, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I was in a very dark apartment, not my place and it was a mess. Pizza boxes everywhere, clothes everywhere, dirty dishes, piles of blankets. I leave for a moment and find myself on the set of the Oprah Winfrey show. I am saying, girlfriend and whatever, whatever like I know the language or something. I am a sassy smart mouth and I get alot of laughs. Oprah tells me at the end of the show that I am welcome back anytime and I can come see the show if I like anytime I am in town. I tell her I would but I couldn't afford the ticket. She says she will arrange a pass for me so I can come during the rest of the week that I am in town. I return to the apartment with my friend. I walk in wondering if it is still trashed out and it is. I am disgusted with it. The phone is ringing and the TV is on and I am trying to find the phone under a bunch of stuff. I can barely hear who is on the phone but I think is is a man. I think he is telling me I need to get out of the apartment because I suddenly feel that I am being stalked or searching for someone myself. I find I am in the bleachers watching a high school football game but I am needed on the field and a friend of mine and I need to measure the field. I don't know how we are measuring but she is counting 10, 20, 30, 109 and I am not sure how she got to 109 at midfield but it seemed to make sense at the time (new math, I suppose). I feel like a cheerleader or something. We go to the concession stand where they have a DJ set up and I am dancing with a kid who is shorter than me. I start singing words that I don't even know to a song I never heard as if I am making the words up as I go. I totally take over the floor and the words are something like circle, circle, spinning round I won't ever hit (touch) the ground and then its falling, falling - won't stop, can't stop, won't stop - falling over you. I feel like I am in Brittany Spears body, it feels like her body and I am singing kick ass, the melody sounds like a cross between modern pop and 80's disco. Very odd mix. The hero of the football team is watching and I think I have a crush on him but he is staring at me as if he is impressed but wants nothing to do with me. As if I scare the hell out of him because I seem so self assured and in control. I wake up trying to recapture the words to the song because it sounds like it could be a serious hit and I am wondering if I missed my vocation but the words seem kind of lame now that I have written them down.
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| New York City |
December 13, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am in my car driving up a mountain on a snowy road. My mission is to get the food in my car to the Christmas eve dinner. My car slides off near the top of the mountain, or I decide to park it. I don't know why I leave it there. So I start walking and when I am almost to my destination, I meet 2 of my friends and I ask the guy if he can go get my car. He is like, I just came from that way and I didn't see your car. Oh Great! I am thinking what the heck happened to my car, did it slide over the mountain or what? I still have at least 2 trips to make. I ask them to take the food I am carrying, green beans and maybe potatoes, and I will go back. I take a shortcut down and end up at a house gathering more food. I pass by where my car is but I don't see it anymore. This scene changes from looking like a city block to a beach to a train track. We are talking about history and maybe a past president who said, something that was a play on words and I took the phrase and made both pieces of it say the same thing. I can't get the words now but at the time it brought a laugh to the people in the dream, typical smart ass that I am. Sandra is here, 4 of us girls and we get up to go to the restroom. I am wearing Junes black hat, dressed in jeans and flannel with a nice hat (odd). Sandra needs to make a call so I head toward the ladies room. 2 guys are watching me. In the bathroom, there is a blonde girl apologizing about the second stall being dirty and I think, how dirty could it be and step in and there is no commode. I point out to her that they probably had not cleaned the stall in months because there was no commode. Scenes move very fast. I am in New York City. I know this because amid all the I Love New York signs, I keep saying to anyone who will listen that if I had more money, I would live....(anyone would answer) anywhere but this city. We are in an apartment high up and peeking out the windows and our neighbors are peeking back like we have some kind of camaraderie. Andy points out an apartment and says, that must be where "Riley" lives. Because it looks newly remodeled and we remembered seeing a show where some guy named Riley remodeled his high rise apartment to gain more square footage and to add a patio area. We are on the sidewalk walking down the street, I notice birds swooping back and forth that remind me of hawks, hunting birds. They get bigger like trying to get my attention. Then I notice some bigger birds that I see from the back and they have huge tufts of fur like ears and I know they are owls. They are landing back turned to me and as I approach closer, one turns around and is man size, there is a black woman's face where the owls should be and her hair is pulled up and back starkly to add to the feature of owlish-ness. There is a streak of gray hair in the center of her forehead swept back. I remember thinking that I read something about a city where owls lived naturally amid concrete. I veer away from her and follow a heavy set black woman into the street. I look up and I am in the middle of the street and I looking at her because cars are coming both ways. I am like "this is just great, why did you cross here? We could have crossed at the light" She tells me to follow her and she will get me across. Well, there's no going back because the traffic is just as heavy and I need to be across. I get the sensation that I am running. I have about 7 lanes of traffic to cross, the first 2 are fairly easy but then it gets tougher and I have to be quick but controlled, I can't accidentally go too far and end up in the next lane before I see what is coming. The black woman has already crossed and I see her looking back at me just when the traffic seems to get the worst and I have to focus, as I make it to the other side. I see the black woman has wandered back into the traffic a couple of lanes to help me cross but I had not noticed before. Further down to the corner, the mood is restored to a light hearted bantering and I see a recreation center and I think I can go swimming there as it is right up the street from my apartment. It says it is a Franklin Family Center or something, lots of people and from where I stand, there is a ring in the bottom of the pool that looks kind of dirty.
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| Charlie's Angels |
December 14, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am in my office, unlike any office I have actually had before and I get a visit form Jeff whom I have not seen for a very long time. Jeff sits down and is talking to me and as he talks, he transforms into a young woman. I am surprised because it was rumored that he might be gay a long time ago but I never say any indication of this myself and yet this transformation seems to indicate that the rumors might have been true. I tell her that she is actually better looking as a woman, no offense. She seems very pleasant, very gentle but as the conversation proceeds, she becomes less pleasant and more bitchy. As she leaves my office, I am thinking good god how do I get out of this mess? I am part of a Charlie's Angel team. We are swimming and have on silver halter tops. We are approached by a rival group of women who challenge us. I tell them there is three of us plus a child, my sister is about 5 years old again, against 6 of them and a handful of children - I tell them they are going to get their asses kicked - its so obvious. They are like, bring it on then. They send their children after us first and the rule is that the kids must remove their shoes. We use their shoes and pelt them playful to kind of wear them down. We don't want to hurt anyone. my sister an I are flinging shoes at the kids while the other two angels go for a vehicle so we can escape. It is a very playful attack. The kids are laughing and one young guy as a joke opens his mouth like he is catching snow flakes and a toddlers shoe flies right into it. We are all laughing. The adult women decide they had better get involved because no one seems to be progressing to victory. Tanya and I decide we better join up with the other Angels now and make our escape. We start running across this boat dock and across boats. The other two are there and I am wondering why they didn't bring the escape vehicle. The other gang is closing in on us. Then we are leaping across the roofs of vans and we see one of our group find a car with keys in it but she backs out and takes off. She doesn't wait for us or pick us up. Tanya starts crying because she is tired and I think she feels defeated that we were left behind. I pick her up and run with her. The gang is still closing in. I am trying to find a vehicle with keys in it and I am moving slow because I am carrying Tanya and I put her down but she is still crying and she won't get up. I tell her we have to move it, now, but she says she can't go any further. " I can't walk anymore." she says. I can't leave her so I fling her over my shoulder and take off again. I round a corner of this van and finally I see keys hanging from the door. It is a fancy van, high off the ground. I am exhausted and I don't know how close my pursuers are but I think close and we just have a few minutes. I don't have the strength to lift Tanya into the van and I tell her, I realize she is tired but she had to help me. If we can just get up into the van we will be home free. I know she understands but I don't know if she can physically do it and I know that I can not do it without her help. The dream ends.
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| Shark Mystery |
December 15, 2000 |
| The Dream:
In the dream, I was dreaming and I entered into the second dream. I awoke with a headache and can't recall any other details about this piece. I am at somebody else's house and Erik is there who I have not seen in 7 years, since 1993. I am so happy to see him and I am trying to reconnect with him in the old way - we had lightening quick communications and light hearted banter, deep serious conversation with no real emotional attachment. I always had to dig for information from him, about him, and I never felt that he ever really "felt" anything when he talked, emotionless. We are laying on a couch, me at one end and him at the other. I am focused on the void of my mind thinking, how can I ask him a question that will provide him an open arena to discussion. I finally say, tell me what you have been doing creatively. He says, oh I have been reading this mystery / detective murder book that is told from the sharks point of view. He mentions the writers name and tells me a couple of scenes and I see the shark telling the story and smoking a cigar and it makes perfect sense at the time. I am highly amused by it. And, the story sounds intriguing. I am debating on when I should leave as I know I need to pick up bread and go home and take a shower. Erik is now on the opposite side of the room and I am still snuggled on the couch in a blanket. He motions for me to follow him so I do. I get up and go into the next room and I am looking all over for him but he is nowhere. I peek into his parents bathroom and they have a commode and it is a regular size bathroom but there is no shower or tub where there should be one. The room is pink, its not necessarily gross dirty but looks like it could use a good surface cleaning because it wouldn't take too much to make it look nice. I realize the sink is in the main bedroom. Since I am up, I figure I might as well go home now. I change into different dresses. There are at least three of them but the only one I can remember is a black dress with a Hawaii print pattern of big orange and blue flowers on it. I walk back out to the main room and Erik is there on the couch curled up in my blanket. He "rused" me to get me to give up my blanket, the eternal trickster. It is something he would have done in real life as well - it amuses me. Anyway, about this time Cindy comes out looking like she is going somewhere and I ask where and she says we need bread. I tell her yeah I was going to pick some up on my way home and we talk for a moment about whether she should go for it and I make it clear that I was leaving anyway, I might as well get it. I tell everyone I am leaving . There are about 7 people here and I invite them to Christmas dinner that I am cooking on Christmas Eve. I don't figure anyone will come but I make the offer. It is funny because I offer thinking no one will come but then I get the sense that everyone of them will show up. I walk into the garage and I am in blue jeans with a tank top, my midriff is showing. I comment on feeling fat but there are a couple of guys there that are like, no - you look healthy, solid, strong. I feel like it too - kind of sexy even, maybe it was the vibe coming from the guys - I am not sure.
Insights and
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| Mixed Up Tales |
December 16, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am flying in Santa's sleigh and either we crash or Santa gets shot. Either way, his left leg has been broken in some way. We are sitting on a roof top and Santa is on the cell phone calling Mrs. Claus for help. He puts me on the ground and says he will send someone for me but that I am going to slow him down too much if I go with him. My main concern is how is he going to get everything delivered in time as Christmas is only a week away, 10 days is what I was thinking in the dream. the house we have landed on is on the beach with an L-shaped verandah that wraps around the left and front side of the house. I walk down to the beach side to the far end of the L an sit on the dock / deck. I know that Santa has called the pirates to come pick me up and I think I have a crush on one of them, but I don't want him to know that I am excited that he is comin to rescue me so I pretend to fall asleep. When the pirates arrive, I hear them looking for me but something shifts and I remember that he is a prince and I am a princess and my father, the king, has sent him to rescue me. I am driving with Carole in her old apartment complex where she has just moved back to. She is real intense because her ex-husband lives in the same complex and I am like well, you knew that when you moved in here and she says, yeah but he didn't live 2 doors down from me when I moved in here and I feel like he is stalking me. There is a whole string of people coming through this apartment. Jackie lives there also and she has ham and sausage on the table. There are at least 2 dogs and 3 cats and one of the cats is walking on the ceiling. I start laughing and gently take it down because it seems rather unnatural and I don't want it to fall and get hurt. Jackie becomes Cindy who leave the room for a moment and when I look up, one of the dogs is licking the ham. So I tear off the piece he is licking and rip it into smaller pieces to share with all the cats and dogs and then I start bagging what is left into zip lock baggies to protect it. Cindy comes back and says she is taking them to work to get rid of it all and I tell her that her dog licked one of them and I had to bag them. I am embarrassed, she seems fine about it. Jeanne and Hector are sitting quietly at a table but they never say anything. Then Carole who has been sitting quietly staring at burning candles, suddenly looks at me and says I have to take her to the hospital. I ask what is up and she says I think she says her right side feels cold and numb, empty. She is acting freaky though because of this ex-husband and I feel he is near. I am sending Randy instant messages and I tell him that I hear Kiernan is pretty sick. I am just about to write that the information is via Brian and a week old so things might have changed by now, when Randy very snidely asks me where the hell I get my information from because he just saw Kiernan and she was all better now. I apparently had old news. He was really nasty and hateful in his response to me though. I just remember thinking, God, what an asshole. There is a big picnic think going on and Janet calls to say she is on her way over. I haven't seen her for awhile because she had an operation and I am surprised she can make it to my picnic. When she arrives, she is in a wheel chair but her spirits are really high. I think her leg might be broken.
Insights and
Interpretations: It seems to me almost as if the more I work with the dreams the less I really understand of what they are trying to tell me. I really feel this dream is telling me that I can heal a handicap from my past or learn how to work effectively with it and keep my spirits high. ----- Back To Top |
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| Blood In The Water |
December 17, 2000 |
| This is a
rather long string of dreams...FYI.
The Dream:
I am in some type of hospital or research center. I have been waiting for a physical for days, maybe weeks. I finally have to go looking for nurses. I tell them that if I don't get the physical done, I can't move on to the research part because I have to be in proper shape before they let me participate. I see them getting prepped. They seem very sympathetic and compassionate that I have had to wait so long. I think I get a shower and I feel much more at ease that they are at least moving in the right direction to complete my exam. I don't remember it actually happening though. I am complaining to my mom about there not being any good chocolates around. She looks in the fridge and pulls out some soup in a cup and sandwich packs. I am like gross that is not even close to what I am looking for. She pops open a soup can and it looks pretty good so I tell her I guess I will have one of those. I start to eat it when she pulls out this other box and I see little coconut balls and other decent looking chocolate and I am like, yes... that's what I mean and I each a coconut ball. I am in a car with several other people, squashed into the front seat. The roads are horrible, covered in ice and snow and I can see it so clearly because the car is so tiny. I am thinking I should give them money for gas because I have traveled with them before and then I wonder why I haven't given the money for gas before. Then I realize that I only ride with them 4 times a month and it reminds me of the girls I used to pick up in high school. The situation seems similar. There are cars sliding on the ice in the opposite lane of traffic and sometimes they actually turn sideways before they correct themselves. I am bitching about why don't people slow down and learn how to drive in this stuff. I feel I am on the way to school or work. I am in a coffee shop. I am wearing a lavender nightie that barely comes past my butt, it has a matching jacket with it. My mom and I have already been served coffee and we are chatting when the sales girl comes out and says she doesn't know if she can let me stay dressed as I am. I am completely covered, no indecency at all and I don't understand her argument because quite a few people have been attracted to the coffee shop because they saw me and some even know me. There are probably 6 or 7, including my sister Tanya, as customers. The sales girl finally tells me to leave. I say, "let me get this straight, and take a moment to think it over, you are telling me to leave due to my clothes even though none of your customers seem to have a problem with the way I am dressed, because if this is the case...I won't ever come back in here again." She says its company policy and she is upset that I am challenging her and leaves for a moment. As she is leaving through the front door, I am yelling things at her like it might be policy but you can use common sense and where is your freedom of choice, free will? The nightie really looks like a short dress and I don't understand all the commotion. We pick up our stuff to leave and Tanya and I are walking through the mall. She tries to hand me her heavy bag but I am like, no way dude give me the light one. My legs are killing me. They seem very fatigued and aching. We are trying to find the end of the mall where we came in so we can leave. There was someone else at the coffee shop in a red nightie too but I couldn't place their face. As I am walking away wondering what all the fuss is about I look down and I am wearing a black nightie now and it really does look like a normal black party dress. What's all the fuss? Carole and I have moved into the turret from the first section of the dream series, now located in Dallas. Carole found it when she was looking to relocate, I have come because I didn't have anything better going on in my life. I don't particularly care for this place as living quarters because it is too medieval looking and the appliances are old and ugly. There is a chi machine on the floor when I come in and I have to step over it. Carole is talking and banging around in the kitchen and she slams the fridge door and you hear all this water sloshing around, so I run over and there are all kinds of bottle in there, different sizes, all water, half of them have spilled over. Carole grabs on of the bottles and holds it up. She starts saying, I knew it, I just knew it...I knew there was blood in the water. I see a tiny piece of something that looks like rust in it. She is stalking away talking about how she can't live here, we've only been here 2 weeks. I tell her that I am not going to be able to move every 30 days or so, its just not my thing. Meanwhile, June has been visiting and she tells me that she is to meet someone at the track and her only identifying feature is that he is betting on number 8 in the 15. She is due to leave on Thursday and we make arrangements to get her to the airport. I am due to leave Thursday before Christmas. I get to go home. I know I have to come back in a couple of weeks but I am really glad that I get to be home for Christmas. I get up and write down my dreams here and then seem to drift back to sleep. I pick up the string with Carole in it again. Now it seems we both going to the airport and we are riding in the back of a truck. I am sitting a couple of people away and I am trying to tell her about the dream I had with the blood in the water to get her take on it. It seems to make more sense to say water in the blood, than blood in the water but we don't quite sort it out. I get up to move closer and when I sit down. I see that she has moved to sit someplace else and she is even further away from me. We get off the truck and Carole sits on a bench waiting for the next truck to pick her up and I tell her we are running out of time and we should just get a taxi but she is like no, my bags are with the trucks and I'll just wait and I think I go to find another way to the airport. I am in this old rustic building with a huge freight elevator. Andy and Carole are both there. The elevator comes up and when everyone gets off, there is a purse hanging on the door. I tell Andy, You should go get that. He starts over and the elevator starts to go down and he is diving at the purse and misses it. I tell him, lay on the ground quick and reach your arm down. He does and pulls the purse up. he immediately pulls out a 1 dollar bill and says hey look at this. I tell him we need to find the ID and about then some red head comes up and says that's her purse. She looks like the woman in the ID and she says, aren't you BJK. I say, yes although people don't usually refer to me as BJK. She says, her brother called her to tell her I was coming and that I called her from the airport when I first got into town. This is where I get the strong feeling that we are in Dallas for some reason. Now this round turret looks like an office building still round. There is a security check point in the lobby. a utilities guy comes in and asks a couple of questions and a big wig steps out of the elevator about the same time. The big wig listens to the guy for a couple of minutes then he calmly steps over to the intercom and says he wants utilities to have to buzz inside in the future. Its really funny as if he thinks the guy is crazy or stupid and doesn't want to deal with it in the future. Then he starts telling him, did he ever see that movie and we start to see the movie where the young girl runs up to security and then a gun is thrust into the security booth and the guard is unarmed. The voice dub over tells us that the girl was raped and the guard killed but the girl was messed up because she thought she was going to a safe place and it turned out not to be safe. I tell them, Hey, I have seen this movie before. Then we are going up in the elevator (they have pass cards and they are numbered and I think one says 616) and I walk out on the floor to an area where one of the guys is laying in a bed watching TV. I start laughing at him and squeeze into bed with him. I know he is gay and there's no threat or anything. The bed next to ours is all messed up and I tell him I am going to get into that bed and I just hope nobody is buried underneath all the sheets.
Insights and Interpretations: This one is so long that it is difficult to extrapolate all the meanings from it. The Australia part is correct in that I am going to visit in 2002 and I am wondering if this piece is telling me that I will be doing some kind of training while I am there. As it is the Land Down Under, I am wondering if that was not a metaphor for the map being upside down. The research center piece might be giving me a bit of subconscious information on the fact that I have been waiting for a long time to enter into some type of training that I need to be prepared for. The entire piece about Carole and the Blood in the water or Water in the blood means very little to me but it seems important because I go back in the dream and try to figure it out. I am wondering if this is telling me that genetically, I need to pull up information that I have been carrying with me that I had been formerly unaware that it even existed. I get information of a similar kind in other dreams so I will have to assume that this could be correct. The coffee shop series seems to be telling me to check my own premises and beliefs systems to see if they even make sense any more. For the clerk to state that she had no firm reason other than company policy seemed a bit shallow, not to mention irritating to me and I actually tell her to put a little thought into her reasoning. ----- Back To Top |
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| Static Hair |
December 20, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I had blond hair and it seemed a bit longer and I was brushing it. I had static and when I brushed it, the hair would glow like there was fire in it and at one point, it did seem like it singed the tips and I was telling someone to help me pat it down before my whole head caught on fire. I remember telling someone, gosh my hair is alot longer than I remembered. "It sure grew fast." My old Spanish teacher from HS drives past me in a mail truck. We apparently live in this condo community and I tell my mom to hold on a minute and I step out of the care and yell over to my sister Linda and say, Hey there is Suzie in the mail truck. And my sister says no she's not, I am already talking to her. It turns out that Suzie lives right across the street from our new place and that she has started working in the afternoons for the post office after school is done, part-time, delivering mail. One scene with many people and my mom is yelling something and I am not used to it. Joyce is visiting. She says, Gee if I had know it was going to be like this, I could have stayed at home for the same treatment.
Insights and Interpretations: Generally, I would take
this as messages coming from familiar directions and maybe past
connections. Since my mother is dead, this might be a metaphor for
her yelling at multitudes of people in order to get through and
communicate...I feel like it connects to the first part with my head on
fire too because it might be suggesting that I am not aware of my head
being on fire and all the communications that are taking place. Fire
has a tendency to represent spiritual aspects within life, passions,
desire and spirit...things not of the flesh. |
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| Angels Among Us |
December 22, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am in a hospital. I am a patient but I have not idea why. I step outside and there is a guy who is a ski instructor and he seems really angry with me. I don't understand why he is upset with me so I am nagging him, asking him why and he tells me because I am not living my life appropriately. Well, I still don't understand but something about my manner must appeal to him because he takes pity on me and shows me. We are looking at a busy town street and he says that angels live among us everywhere and do their part. Then he takes his hand and sweeps the scene in front of us and as he does, all the people disappear and the only "people" left are angels and they are doing things like driving a bull dozer and stocking shelves. I took it to mean that ordinary people are angels in disguise and that they work ordinary jobs like real people in order to make the world a better place and help people in need. They might not even know they were angels. There are gift packages that have been opened and the only thing left is these small bottle of orange Tangeray, sometimes 2 bottles sometimes 3 bottles.
Insights and Interpretations: I have no ideas on the orange Tangeray... but the first piece seems very specific. And, I think I actually do the interpretation while dreaming in that ordinary people are here on earth working ordinary jobs and that they are truly angels in disguise. We hea about them alot, sometimes in the news but I bet we don't hear about the good deeds people do nearly enough as the bad stuff that TV always seems to televise so readily. ----- Back To Top |
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| Small Bird / Kitten |
December 26, 2000 |
| The Dream:
There was a small bird in my kitchen and the cats were trying to catch it. I wrapped it up in a dish towel and took it outside but when I released it, I realized it was too small to fly. I tried to recapture it because the cats were still after it but it changed into a small black kitten and the cats were bathing it. Then there was an extra tiger orange kitten and a gray tiger kitten along with the little black kitten.
Insights and Interpretations: The general message here (I think) is that I am trying to retrieve a message and that it relates to my psyche. Birds generally represent messages and it is as if I have received the message and let it go and now I am trying to retrieve it. The point where it turns from a bird to a kitten suggests that it might be in regards to my unconscious. Since both animals are infant, it might be a latent talent that has not yet developed completely and I might need to be paying attention in this area. ----- Back To Top |
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| Water Truck |
December 27, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I am following a water bottle truck because I am trying to find the store that refills the water bottles but they keep driving around in circles even though I can see the store just one block over, I can't seem to get there. We finally arrive and I am in a classroom with old school desks and we are having lunch. It cost .50 cents for a soda and I am drinking it so fast that I finally say "can't I just give you a dollar for the whole can?" The lady says yes so I do.
Insights and Interpretations: Not much remembered from this dream. The water bottle truck and not being able to reach my destination because I am driving around in circles suggests to me that I am trying to unravel a mystery of some emotional sort. I have been working with uncovering some perhaps hidden memories from my childhood and since this also continues and takes me back to an old school desk, I am thinking that this dream may be related to the work I have been doing with my memories. I would take this as being able to see what the problem is but not being able to get to the root of the problem which is exactly what has been occurring. The part where the soda comes in though instinctually feels like I have an opportunity for discovering more than most and that if I just ask for help that I will get it. ----- Back To Top |
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| Making Movies |
December 28, 2000 |
| The Dream:
There is a large pool at a resort type area. I am under the water and I am dancing, twirling classical ballet steps. People are watching me from above. A guy joins me, which surprises me because I don't think anyone else knows how to do this. We have an encounter behind the pin area of a bowling lane. His friends are on the front side all like where did he go - so he rejoins them. I hear them taunting him about me. He changes the subject and I find I am trying to meet up with him again but I am not sure I ever do. I am back at McDonalds working for Bob and he is training me on basics. I am like Bob, I don't need the basics just the changes. He says, some lady told him to take it from the beginning to try to instill some loyalty in me. I am near speechless. I make him look at me, really look at me. I tell him I have never been un-loyal to him and that I have always adored him and would have continued to be in his life except that I felt that I might be a bit of a hindrance to him if I had. I feel all this emotion and I think he almost gets it. We get a movie review of times we were together and sacrifices I might have made since then that he had not been aware of. I am a mistress or nanny in a very large estate. The rich man seems to like me for some reason but I waffle between being a strong person and standing up for myself and being weak willed and bending to the instructions of others. I am more admired when I am in my strength but those around me want to see me trip up when I am strong. I don't like this place even though things seem easy. I don't like these people pulling their pettiness with me. They ask for sodas, there are 4 of them, two guys and two girls and I ask them what kind. 2 say Pepsi, 2 say Coke, then now wait, they change their mind, to try to make it confusing. I repeat the order and remind them that I am not a servant. They want me to mess up the order so they have a reason to ridicule me. As I said, I don't like the treatment so I am going to quit. I realized that this will continue endlessly if I allow it to. We are shooting a movie with Catherine Zeta Jones and Lucy Lui - I am the third woman. There are 3 men also but I don't know who they are. We are on a boat and the scene is that we are being bombarded with what I keep referring to as Mazletoff candles, roman candles - they are beer bottles filled with gas. There is a scene in the water where Lucy has to pick up a bomb that didn't explode and throw it far away from the boat so it does not float into us and explode. While the bomb is in the air, someone from the boat is supposed to shoot the bomb and explode it. It looks like there is a movie attached to the bomb like a video cassette. We have to redo this scene about three times. While they are getting the bombing down, I have stepped off the boat to watch from a stadium seat area and it segues to a new scene. I have wandered over to a new set that has John Lequizamo on it. The sitcom has repeatedly claimed John has a wife but she never appears so people are starting to think he is gay. His producer is talking to me and on a whim he suggests that I step out into the sitcom and pretend to be John's wife. It becomes an impromptu scene that even John is not expecting and I jump in for a second and they just have to go with it. (This was a very humorous scene) I exit the scene and I tell the producer I have to run back to my own set before they notice I was gone. I get back and they are just wrapping things up. Nobody even noticed I was gone. I am watching TV with my mom. I keep changing channels but all I seem to be able to get is football. My mom keeps saying change it to this, change it to this. Suddenly I can only get 0 and 1. We have a large screen TV with a mini screen on the top right hand side that is supposed to play a different station but all I can get is the same thing on the big screen and the mini screen. I am in a car with a bunch of people. Seems like more than should be fitting into the car. I think we are on vacation and it ahs the pool resort feel from the first piece of the dream. I think my mom is driving when we get out of the care she leaves my keys in the ignition. I am drawn to a bench area that has tiny kittens on it, they are so tiny they fit into a thimble. I try to help them get out and as they start crawling around, they still have their eyes closed but they seem to be growing to regular size. There is a second set of kittens but they are so tiny that I am afraid to touch them because they kind of blow away and I am afraid I will squish them. They are so tiny and seem to keep getting tinier.
Insights and
Interpretations: My mother changing channels and being able to get only 1 and 0 seems like maybe I am limiting my own abilities by not being able to tune into other channels available. Again, since my mother is dead, she could be trying to reach me unsuccessfully and this is my dream worlds way of communicating that information to me. The dream sequence about the people wanting me to fail - I think stands alone. Not everybody in our life wants what is best for our development. Maybe it scares them. I don't know. I never notice those people in my life and since I always want what is best for other people, I assume they want the best for me too even though I know that is not how the real world works. This might just be a warning to watch for people who appear to act as if they want what is in my best interest because it might not be true. ----- Back To Top |
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| La Troja |
December 29, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I don't know what I started out doing but I suddenly had the realization that I could drive myself to high school. On my way there, I am thinking that I don't know the Curriculum and I am late. I will obviously have to go to the office and get this years schedule. I am certain that I can't have more than 4 classes, that I must be part-time finishing up my classes. I enter through the main entrance where the office used to be and I realize immediately that the school had been remodeled just like in a previous dream. For some reason, it is still under construction. I make my way through toward the new office and as I reach the counter, I realize that I already graduated and as I talk to admissions I am doing the math, and since I graduated in 1983, it was 17 years ago. So what was I doing here at the high school? I walk back where the new cafeteria is and I snatch a snicker doodle cookie, its an excellent cookie. I pass new students and old teachers, some of them recognize me. Since I can see no purpose for being there, I get ready to leave and Mike Tressler call me back...he wants to show me something and I yell back at him that my car is on this side of the building. he says he will drive me around but then he disappears before I can answer him. I decide to go to my car anyway. There was a movie called La Troja playing and we were walking down the streets of a slightly modernized Kirklin, where I was born. As we turn to go down this alley, I see my ex-husband down the alley. He is dressed in work clothes and I get the impression that he works for the city. I panic and try to hide around my friends but he is leaving in the same parking lot and he and his friends are trying to squeeze into this maroon / burgundy 2 door Taurus. They are complaining about who sits in the back as I walk by. I think I cut through a cemetery but realize I have to go the other way to leave the town so my friends and I turn around. As I walk back by, I think he wouldn't recognize me, even if he did see me and what is the big deal anyway, I can be civil and he can be civil and I am sure it would have be just fine. It is not like we ever really fought or anything. The scene changes to an old road (path) to grandmothers house type path, very odd because several of the MMI employees are traveling the same path but I know that they each seek a different location. People are moving fast 75 mph - Rod almost runs me over, says he is on the way to South bend to spend time with his parents. When he almost runs me over, there is no care and we are all still moving so fast. Some of us stop at this store, it is mixed with artsy shirts and supplies - I am shopping for. Chris and Liz are there as well as Brandon. I keep making facial expressions that reminds me of the red head from that 70's show. At one point, someone sneaks up behind me to surprise me and it is my sister Linda and Elizabeth Shue. When I turn around, they are like oh sorry we thought you were someone else. I am like that's weird because I do know you. I am wearing this red body suit with a short khaki skirt that buttons down the front and I only have the first 2 buttons snapped. Then I have a big sweater pulled over the top of the body suit. I hear people talking about my outfit but its not obscene so I figure, screw them.
Insights and
Interpretations: The school stuff to me is a way for me to check into my progress, I thought I was late and uninformed when it turns out that I finished that particular chapter years ago. Its a nice reminder and it was a nice feeling that so many people knew who I was. This leads also into the MMI family and the people who are traveling the same path in search of a different destination. I thought it was a pretty profound image that it represented here. We are all on the same path heading for different locales, I think it is interesting that some of us come together to share while traveling just our small portions of time together. ----- Back To Top |
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| Healing Power |
December 29, 2000 |
| The Dream:
I had a healing power and I was healing people, seemed like alot of children. On little girl cam up to me as I was leaving and she tugged on my arm. I told Andy and some other people to go on and I would catch up and as I turned back, the little girl took me to another little girl who was sick. I think it was her sister. I had already healed the sister and now she looked twice as sick as she had before. I was becoming surrounded by people who were angry and filled with fear. For a brief moment, I felt the fear and doubted my ability to heal. I came to the sick child who accused me of being a fake. She is very angry because I told her she was healed and now she is sick again. I ask her why she needed her illness, and she told me she did not know what I was talking about. I said, I left her healed and now she was sick again, so why. I already knew that other people had told her that what I had done was impossible and because she believed them, she became sick again. She would die if she continued to believe as they taught her. I had healed her once, this time I knew it was important if she were to heal, really heal, that she heal herself in order to believe and hold her own faith. I focused on her and I explained but I don't remember the words now. She understood. She cried because she knew that what I had said was true and then she healed herself from the inside out.
Insights and
Interpretations: ----- Back To Top |
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| Tom Cruise |
December 30, 2000 |
| The Dream:
IVM setting. I dropped in to see Darlene and the management has changed somewhat. Phil wants me to meet the new guy, a Mr. Simmons, or Sutton, not really sure. Management kind of acts like maybe I should be leaving. I was going to dust something off and I had a pair of boxer shorts and a can of dusting spray in my hand when Phil decides to introduce me to Mr. sutton and I find this very humorous in the dream. One of the girls is asking me payroll questions and I say, well how do you do this? She looks at me and says, how do you do it at your company? Kind of defensive like she is not going to show me unless I show her first. This sort of takes me off guard (as she is asking me for advice) and I say well I don't do PR where I work but when I used to we would generally do it like this...she has to ask someone if that is the way they did it. I finally tell someone that I only stopped by to see how Darlene's feet were but since I don't see her, I will be leaving now...they ask me to take some checks with me, one is for Junie - I don't know who the other was for. There is some sort of military prep school and a draft or recruitment of young guys and some of them don't want to go. I feel like I change places with one of the guys who hides then runs off but I know since I am a girl that this is not going to work long. Very clean cut chopped hair on everyone. There was a short piece where Lisa and Jeff are working together for Celia's benefit because Jeff finds out his parents have been doing things behind his back. There is a small section that involves a bathroom with 2 commodes that I have been in before. For some reason, I leave the door open and am sitting on the sink to pee. I have my skirts hiked up and covering the sink so you can't see anything but I get the feel that if people see me they know what I am doing. I don't remember seeing anyone. I am discrete but obvious. I segue to a scene that I have no idea of my surroundings but the intensity of the guy I am with . He is familiar, as that person you know in your dreams but can not quite identify while awake. He looks like Johnny Depp at this particular instance but does not feel like what I think Johnny Depp would feel like. We are being amorous. I know that there have been many women in his life and he says to me that he never has sex without protection because he does not want the responsibility of children. I start laughing and tell him that I haven't' gotten pregnant in 10 years and haven't been using any protection. Oddly enough, this satisfies him and he decides having sex with me without protection will be ok. he reminds me of a guy I used to see on vacation every year in Michigan that I used to adore. We were oddly drawn to each other in an inexplicable way. The next scene starts outside of this very nice large house. My sister and I are there with a group of policemen and Tom Cruise. Tom is explaining that his neighbor called to say his wife was doing some interesting things that could be seen through the window and that Tom should come and check it out. So Tom is telling the police that he told his wife it was guys night out and he had been at the topless bar when he got the call and thought he should check it out but since nothing much seemed to be happening he thought he better leave so his wife didn't expect him to stay. It looks even like nobody is home. For some reason Linda and I enter the house and are snooping around when we hear noises and think it must be Nicole Kidman so we frantically run around to hide. I end up in their closet and the floor is covered with dirty laundry, underwear and stuff. I squeeze into a corner and pull a blanket over me so I can just peek out the closet door. Its a double door that slides open over each other. One of their little girls gets up and Nicole is yelling at her in a way that I think is a bit harsh and the little girl tells her that she knows a secret. Nicole calms down some and I am thinking oh crap I hope the little girl didn't' see us before we hid. The girl tells her secret and I don't know what it was, Nicole starts talking about putting her to bed and I am thinking thank God, I am home free when suddenly, my sister starts talking. I am shooting her looks, willing her to shut up. Nicole gets suspicious when Linda comes out and she is looking around and she spots me in the closet. Just great! I come out of the closet and try to explain why we are there that Linda is a photographer and I am a journalist and I explain the events of the night. I tell her I have a secret, like her daughter did and she calms down then I tell her Tom's guys night out was at a topless bar. We end up talking all night and then Linda and I have to sneak out in the morning when Tom gets home.
Insights and Interpretations: A couple of pieces regarding Darlene and Celia seem like they might be real life events that I was checking up on. Darlene had an operation on her feet a year ago and still has bad problems with them and I might have been checking in, and Celia just recently returned to the US and her parents are not working together but maybe they will as this little piece indicates. That would be nice for a change. The short piece with the guy was curious because he just went with the program when I said I had not gotten pregnant in years...and the fact that he felt like someone from the time before I became unable to get pregnant seems somehow significant. Johnny Depp means nothing particular to me except that I really like him as an actor. The entire Tom / Nicole Kidman episode is just too bizarre for words. I have no idea what is going on here. I am hiding something that must be revealed eventually anyway. The photography and journalism is odd because I don't do either really and neither does anybody I hang with so I don't know what it is referring to unless my dreams are considered snapshots and journals in a since. In which case this kind of repeats a scenario of discovery from my unconscious. I am glad my dreams are so entertaining but I would like for them to be a little more specific. ----- Back To Top |
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| New Ice Cubes |
December 31, 2000 |
| The Dream:
Some guy is showing me these new ice cubes and he demonstrates them by putting two glasses together with an ice cube between them. This causes both glasses to freeze to the ice cube. The only problem is that after the glass freezes, it has a tendency to freeze the contents of the glass also. He explains that the new cubes actually change the molecular structure of the fluid it comes into contact with and that they have had some problems. I tasted one of the ice cubes and it seemed just like normal but now I am wondering if it is freezing my insides.
Insights and Interpretations: Mostly, I find this an interesting concept. I think I sometimes get scientific information that maybe someone is working on in a lab. Straight out metaphor
would be that something that looks harmless that I have come into contact
with is freezing my insides, i.e., cutting me off from my emotions. |
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