Hey!
This seems like a great thread for the new forum How We Live! Can I move it there?
Mel
Anyone good at it?
I rarely remember my dreams, so that is why these dreams are rather surprising because not only do I remember them, they're also what is called repetitive dreams. I'm dreaming of the same thing.
The first series - one I've dreamt of once a year off and on my entire life - is about snakes. Usually I'm alone in some wilderness place, climbing a cliff or walking through a rocky field when suddenly - despite no warning - I realize I'm surrounded by snakes. Not Indiana Jones style, but one here and there as far as the eye can see all around me.
I don't have a phobia about snakes, but if I can go my whole life and not see them in the wild, it would be OK with me.
For an instant, I'm scared and I freeze. But the fear passes. I know if I am cautious, the snakes won't bother me and I go on.
The next series is stranger, IMO.
First of all, I'm not married and have never much wanted to be except in an abstract way when I was much younger. I'm not very domestic and pretty independent of my family (e.g. the thought of calling my mother or sister daily just to 'talk' or 'check in' is alien to me).
Last year I went through a month where I dreamed - at least once a week - that I was at my own wedding. It was an arranged wedding, meaning I didn't know who I was marrying and I hadn't planned any of it and it was a complete surprise to me.
But my family was there and had taken care of all the details. I was literally at the church, looking at all the arrangements and people gathering in a slow kind of panic. Protesting all the way, I was put into a gown, handed some flowers and dragged to the church aisle and then...I woke up.
This year, last week and now this week, I've dreamed again that I am getting ready for my own wedding. Again, it's unexpected and unplanned, but this time, my family is nowhere in sight, I've my friends (people in my dream that I recognize as 'friends' but who aren't my friends in real life) around and I'm in some grand place - not a church - a place like some European country estate. Again, I don't know my groom personally, but throughout these dreams, I'm trying to get some private time to talk to him and get to know him because this time, I don't seem to mind getting married despite the suddenness of the event. I'm not going 'yes yes yes I want to be married!' I'm just passively going along.
But I never get any time alone with my groom to talk to him. Again, the wedding is all arranged, people are attending festivities, but the deed never gets done.
Another difference is I actually see my groom in these dreams and they're both Hollywood hunks. I can't recall my first dream groom, but tonight's dream groom was Hugh Jackman. :-*
Most dream interpretation books either discuss marriages or weddings where the bride is an active willing participant, but say nothing about weddings where the bride is unwilling or impassive.
Anyone willing to take a stab at these?
To dream that you see your ex-boyfriend dressed in a suit at a hospital, suggests that you have come to terms with that relationship and have completed the healing process.
To dream that you are planning your own wedding to someone you never met, is a metaphor symbolizing the union of your masculine and feminine side. It represents a transitional phase where you are seeking some sort of balance between your aggressive side and emotional side.
To see a wedding in your dream, symbolizes a new beginning or transition in your current life.� Dreams involving weddings are generally negative and highlight some anxiety or fear. It often refers to feelings of bitterness, sorrow, or death.� Alternatively, wedding dreams reflect your issues about commitment and independence�
To see a marriage in your dream, signifies commitment, harmony or transitional period. You are undergoing an important developmental phase in your life. The dream may also represent the unification of formerly separate or opposite aspects of yourself. In particular, it is the union of masculine or feminine aspects of yourself.�Consider the qualities and characteristics of the person that you are marrying. These are the qualities that you need to look at incorporating within yourself.
Another difference is I actually see my groom in these dreams and they're both Hollywood hunks. I can't recall my first dream groom, but tonight's dream groom was Hugh Jackman. :-*
This would be a dream I wouldn't mind having over and over again! LOL
L
haha!
I googled "dream suit hospital ex boyfriend" and the website was the first hit! Thanks google!!!
I typed in marriage to the same website - you can have a look yourself, but some relevant things it did say was.....
http://www.dreammoods.com (http://www.dreammoods.com)
It would have been had I been able to get a second alone with him!! Throughout the dream, it was him at a distance or surrounded by other people during the festivities, riding to hounds, taking last minute fittings, waving and smiling at me, "Hello darling!", but me never getting within a hand's breadth of him, dammitall! :P
:D
Thanks Kelda, I'll go look. Again, I think what is happening in my dreams is a significant difference from what most sites tell you
e.g.
I'm NOT planning the wedding and it's a wedding that's happening, not a marriage and the ceremony never actually takes place.
I had this crazy dream last night where I was floating down a river with my daughter on some sort of a raft (it actually looked like a thin mattress covered in white plastic). At one point, I was looking over at the bank of the river and the water was lapping up and making waves. I said to my daughter, "Oh, that's what a bore looks like. I'll have to tell Kelda, now I can picture it!"
LOL
L
I had an interesting dream last night. Perhaps inspired by the recent talk of a musical version of BBM starring Hugh Jackman and James Marsden, I dreamt that I was rewatching the film, but instead of ending as it does in real life, the concluding scene showed Ennis reunited with Jack in death, with Jack welcoming his beloved with a song of love. He sang, in a smooth and melodious voice, a song many would recognize (I did myself), but whose artist and title elude me now. He sang of how Ennis had been what he had been waiting for "all of my life". And then the men embraced in a tender kiss framed by a glowing red sunset.
As I wrote to a friend earlier, it sounds awfully trite, but it seemed, felt so right in my dream. As if this was the way it was supposed to happen, did happen.
He sang, in a smooth and melodious voice, a song many would recognize (I did myself), but whose artist and title elude me now.I found the song and artist (many out there will recognize this one). Read more at the following post:
Dreaming about funerals does not necessarily symbolize physical death for you or anyone else. It could instead symbolize an ending of a different kind. You may be burying relationships, conditions or even emotions that you no longer need and that are no longer conducive to your personal growth. On the other hand, this dream may symbolize the burying of sensitivities and emotions that are too difficult to cope with. It may reflect numbness or a feeling that is the opposite of aliveness, such as depression and emptiness. Either way, burying a person that is alive suggests some emotional turmoil. Please consider all of the details in this dream to find the appropriate message. Old dream interpretation books say that dreaming about funerals is a dream of the contrary. Instead of sadness, the dreamer will experience happiness and go to celebrations, such as weddings. See Also: Coffin, Death
Coffin
To see a coffin in your dream, symbolizes the womb. If the coffin is empty, then it suggests that you are having some irreconcilable differences.
To see a body in a coffin, signifies that you will be going through a period of depression. You may feel confined, restricted and lack personal freedom. There may be a dead or decaying situation or issue in your life and this dream is calling attention to it. It is time to end this situation or relationship.
Last night I dreamed about a library book I checked out a long time ago. I forgot to take it back to the library, and even now it is sitting in some corner gathering dust, but I've lost track of it. By now, I must owe about $40,000 in overdue charges. The book is a collection of recipes, so old and historic that they are called "receipts" instead of recipes. Some of them include "Recipe for a Small Dish of Happiness," "A Pudding for Passion," and "Humble Pie." Someday if I ever have time, I'm going to go in search of this book and hope bookworms haven't eaten its pages. And when I do, I'm going to do more than just browse the pages. I'm actually going to go in the kitchen and whip up one of the recipes. Some day, when I find the time. . . .
Well I had an odd but cool dream last night.
I think is all the holiday talk on the holidays forum!!
I was visiting a cross between Clarissa (Ellemeno) and Leslie (Mainwriter) at their house for Christmas. It swapped from Leslie to Clarissa it wasn't some sort of hybrid...! ... but there was a daughter - who was minimeno's age but I think she was called Hannah. So she was a kind of hybrid!
Anyway, I was having a lovely time and experience a very american xmas 9although it wasmn't xmas day just the lead up to it), and Leslie/Clarissa were being the perfect host and I was walking along the street and I saw the end of a Robbery in progress in a jewleery shop and and i saw someone running away - who was an innocent bystander that had tried to foil the proceedings - which I later found out was Shakestheground (Truman) - and the robber turned me into a cat.
My new-ish girlfriend (!?!) - who was a cross between Atz75 (Amanda) and Melissa (snavel del snarker snork) was worried about me being a cat.. and tracked down Truman who was able to find out info on the robbers and find a spell to bring me back round to being a person.
All the time I was hiding in clarissa/leslie's bedroom telling their family (but not Calrissa/leslie - she knew) that i had a cold and so was staying in bed.
Wierd!!
which I later found out was Shakestheground (Truman) - and the robber turned me into a cat.
My new-ish girlfriend (!?!) - who was a cross between Atz75 (Amanda) and Melissa (snavel del snarker snork) was worried about me being a cat.. and tracked down Truman who was able to find out info on the robbers and find a spell to bring me back round to being a person.
Wierd!!
Hi....I'm new here,trying to find my way around...found this thread to be very interesting since I LOVE reading about dreams and what they really mean...
thanks ;D
Howdy AquadaGirl!!!
welcome to Bettermost!
you like dreams?? Tell us one of yours!
we will look in our crystal balls and interpret for you! ;) ;)
OMG.....haven't had one in days....some of mine usually come true...good,bad...all depends
But I'll make sure that the next one I'll come in here and tell... ;)
my father had dreams like that....they are a bit spooky aren't they?
I seem to have more good dreams though..so i concentrate on that.. the scarier one's just may mean that someone is going to talk bad about me or it may mean a bad day at work,avoid certain people ...blah,blah,blah...nothing about death or anything...God, I hope to never find out
OMG.....haven't had one in days....some of mine usually come true...good,bad...all depends
But I'll make sure that the next one I'll come in here and tell... ;)
I seem to have more good dreams though..so i concentrate on that.. the scarier one's just may mean that someone is going to talk bad about me or it may mean a bad day at work,avoid certain people ...blah,blah,blah...nothing about death or anything...God, I hope to never find out
Yeah death normally signifies the death of one era of your life and the birth of another...
seems like you know a bit about dream interpritation - look forward to hearing yours and you explaining ours!!!
What kills me is waking up knowing you've dreamt of something and can't remember too much of it..I wonder why that is?
Many years ago, I worked with a woman whose dreams would come true. But only a particular sort of dream - aircraft crash dreams. Every now and then she would arrive at work absolutely ashen-faced and solemnly pronounce that an horrendous aircraft crash was about to occur - because she dreamt about it the night before.
A cynic would say that aircraft crashes aren't unusual. Small and large planes fall from the sky with regular monotony. However, Shirley could describe details of "her" crash beforehand. Such things as location and other particulars.
Spooky.
Not to get all Scully Skeptical on your old friend Shirley, but if she knew particulars, what did she do to try to stop them? After all they're airplanes. They're on a schedule. If she knows which one is going to crash and when, she could easily stop the flight.
sure! she could call the plane company
*ring ring*
"Hi thanks for calling SuperCheap Air, how may I help you?"
"I dreamed one of your planes crashed. The 3:10 to Tuskeedoo!"
"YOU DID!!? We will cancel it right away! THANK YOU so much for caring enough to call"
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
(just kidding!!)
I don't think they would cancel the flight...
(Hi Del!! Haven't seen you in a while...we must be missing each other)
I always wonder how come phsyics don't just go and buy lotto tickets and retire?
and I am not dismissing dreams of the future...or of events. I remember being about nine? I think, and I woke up to find my father pacing thru the house saying "Uncle John is dead...laying out there in his front yard" over and over...we didn't have a phone and my mother persuaded him to go back to bed.
and it was true
Not to get all Scully Skeptical on your old friend Shirley, but if she knew particulars, what did she do to try to stop them? After all they're airplanes. They're on a schedule. If she knows which one is going to crash and when, she could easily stop the flight.
Haha! :laugh: Shirley was good, but she wasn't that good lol!!! ::)
When I say she knew particulars, I mean she would be able to say such things as (describing her dream), "it was a little plane" or "it was a big plane," and "it was somewhere in Asia" or "it was somewhere in Africa" and other such chilling particulars like "I heard many people screaming." Given the gazillions of flights every day, the sketchy particulars she came up with were invariable close to the mark. Alas, she could never provide the name of the airline or the flight number. :-\
What I remember most about this was the look on Shirley's face. For her, it was a very real and horrifying experience. :o
Shirley was one of those people who did not want to have this capacity. She would have gladly given it away to someone else if she could. She no longer works with me and we've lost touch, but I dare say she is still having her air crash dreams. I don't envy her. :'(
I dreamed I was looking at buying a new house....someone told me about this house for sale...I went to look at it. It was GORGEOUS!! brand new...two story, decks, the whole nine yards.
and it was right in the middle of a trailer park. A bad seedy looking trailer park.
hmmm wonder what in the world that means...
I dream frequently and I usually get very vivid, intricate dreams with lots of twists and turns and complications. If I could harness that part of my sub-conscious in the physical world, I could use it to write amazing novels and make a ton of money (or not..) but I am amazed (and sometimes frightened) when I wake up after such dreams.
One of my recent dreams -
I dreamt that I got into a fist fight with a bus driver and actually killed him and made off with his bus! :o
When I woke up and told my girlfriend about it, she kinda freaked out and said, "You mean, you actually killed him?!" lol.. Scary, funny...
Hmmnn... do you remember why you got in a fight with the bus driver?
All I remember now was that he got off the bus and started arguing with me. He grabbed hold of me and I threw a punch his way and he fell down and never woke up again. So I concluded that he was dead. :-\
That was the first time I'd ever had a dream of that sort. It was scary, yet funny in a way 'cause it was like a bad Hollywood action movie.. ;D
Well, maybe your subconscious was worried that you had overreacted to something? (i.e. you wanted him to stop arguing with you, but not drop over dead...)
::)
To dream that you are naked, denotes the fear of being found out and exposed about your activities and misjudgment.
To dream that you suddenly discover your nudity and are trying to cover up, signifies your vulnerability to a situation.
I had a terrible dream the other night. I was leaving on a trip to see some friends and when I boarded the plane I didn't have any clothes on. I was standing there stark naked and they wouldn't let me back off the aircraft so I could go put something on.
It was awful. >:(
was Alex on the plane??
8) 8) 8)
:-X :-X
I dreamed I was looking at buying a new house....someone told me about this house for sale...I went to look at it. It was GORGEOUS!! brand new...two story, decks, the whole nine yards.
and it was right in the middle of a trailer park. A bad seedy looking trailer park.
hmmm wonder what in the world that means...
I've given your dream a great deal of thought, Jess. I'm guessing that if I had that dream, I would wonder if it was maybe telling me to be content and happy with what I already have. That the other side of the fence often appears perfect, "the whole nine yards," but there is always a twist in the tail when it comes to perfection, which is often right in your own back yard in the first place.
ok, second time in two weeks I have dreamed of having my leg amputated....think my subconscious is trying to tell me to get my behind to the doctor and check out that lump??
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
(macabre: they gave me my foot...it was skinned and under the skin they had found a layer of fur...long fur like a bear or something... :P :P :P )
From dreammoods.com:
"To dream that your limbs are amputated, signifies abandoned talents and serious, permanent loss. It indicates your feelings of frustration, powerlessness and helplessness. Sometimes amputation may also represent a situation that you have been ignoring and has finally reached a crisis point. In particular, to dream that your arms are amputated, suggests that you lack motivation. Dreaming that you legs are amputated suggests that you are limited in movements and where you want to go in life."
"To see furs in your dream, represents prosperity. You are shielded from poverty. The dream may also be symbolic of your animalistic and instinctual nature."
Not sure where to put this.
This is not a dream interpretation, but of signs. For those who believe in divination and such things.
I was reading a religious magazine a few weeks back and found this website:
http://www.gravenimagesoracle.com/
It offers a free reading so I took it. The card reading nailed me right off. It wasn't anything bad but just very insightful. So after reviewing the deck, I went ahead and purchased it.
Note the theme of the deck - symbols from graveyards.
On Thurday - after I ordered the deck - a close co-worker's husband died suddenly.
The deck arrived in the mail to me, the day I came back from his funeral on the last day of the year. At the club I went to last night to celebrate the New Year, I met a woman who worked at a funeral home.
Not that I'm nervous or anything, but the universe seems to be screaming at me right now and I don't know what if anything I can or should be doing or what to expect. :-\
Last night I dreamed I was in my childhood home. it was summer and all the windows were opened and it was bright and sunny. I dreamed Casey, my dog, came running into the Kitchen and she brought me a Squirrell she had caught. She was al happy and healthy and spry. She was so happy witht he gift she brought me.What a great dream, Lee! You are definitely moving along in the grieving process. When you dream that you are in a home or enclosure, that means that you are ready and building for something new, a new life. The details about your home show that you are ready and feeling good about this new life.
About the time I was getting the Squirrell off the kitchen floor, the cat walked by.
I'm assuming that it was their way of telling me everything was ok and they were happy.
Just wondered what y'all think.
I'm assuming that it was their way of telling me everything was ok and they were happy.
Just wondered what y'all think.
I had the strangest dream last night, I mean really weird.
In the dream, Heath and I were hanging out together, while waiting for the results of my father's surgery.
(I should mention at this point my father is scheduled for major lung surgery tomorrow.)
I guess my Dad and Heath both have apparently been on my mind a lot lately.
I had the strangest dream last night, I mean really weird.
In the dream, Heath and I were hanging out together, while waiting for the results of my father's surgery.
(I should mention at this point my father is scheduled for major lung surgery tomorrow.)
I guess my Dad and Heath both have apparently been on my mind a lot lately.
Navyvet, I hope your dad comes thru ok.
{{Navyvet}}
1. Keep a dream journal near your bed to record your dreams.
2. Read through your journal once a week and underline repeating dream symbols, terms, people, and themes that arise.
3. Use the guide above to track your current emotional state and life issues, and notice the patterns and timing of their evolution.
4. Try to identify any dream symbols (cars, teeth, water) that appear in your waking life, noticing which appear with greater frequency and the nature of your interaction with these symbols. Is there any overlap between your waking and dreaming life?
This is all very interesting, Shasta! As most people know around here, I am a dream interpretation enthusiast. There are lots of interesting dream sites, and the Tarot holds more info as well. One book I use to help interpret my dreams is The Dream Game by Ann Faraday. And of course there is Man and His Symbols by Carl Jung. I am quoting from the link you gave us for more info:
There are also quite a few dream symbols in Brokeback Mountain. Can anyone name one of their favorites and what they think it means?
Thanks for the pictures from the shire, friend!! I haven't seen those for years!! Oddly enuff, my actual real life house has a couple of round windows and also a couple of half-round windows. I'll take some pics and post them here. My house also has a bank of clerestory windows in the master and guest bedrooms. These windows face south, and the moon can be seen out of them when it is full. At night, I lay bathed in moonlight which must affect my dreams. Another thing I love about my house is a shaft window in the master bathroom ceiling. When the moon is full at a certain time of night, it throws a light right into the bathtub and it seems like the bathtub is filled with an ethereal light.
I rarely remember my dreams, but I have been having a recurring dream recently. In it I find myself walking through my family home where I grew-up as a child. It is always night and there are no lights on in the house. In the dream, I walk throughout the house, from room to room, in the dark, without turning on the lights. I am aware people are asleep in the bedrooms I visit, but I don't disturb their sleep. It's like I'm a ghost, floating through the house. I even visit my own bedroom, which was a verandah, partly built-in, but with the end facing the ocean open to the elements. I recognise it in the dream. ... Had she lived, last Friday would have been Mum's 99th birthday (she was 80 when she died in 1991). I'm wondering if her birthday is bringing about this unusual dream?
...There were three men, fathers or older brothers of the children. I don't know where the mothers were...safely ensconced in a back room chatting and drinking coffee, I guess. I was just trying to keep things from devolving into utter chaos. Also I was tidying up because I was afraid someone would trip over something or knock something over. ...I also remember seeing a radio hanging on the wall with some earbuds as though someone enjoyed sitting in the easy chair below it and listening to the radio. It was an old fashioned radio but with some new white ipod earbuds. The last thing was that I noticed all the men had some wounds on their faces. One had a black eye, another a bruise on the neck, and another's face was all black and blue. When they saw my horror, they looked at me sheepishly. ...
It is especially nice to have a good dream on the eve of Martin Luther King Day. So, here is the one I had. Any ideas what it might mean?
I dreamed that I was on a hiking outing with a group of people and, as we were standing around resting, I looked up at a ridge and saw the profile of a little animal, which I could see was a domestic cat. It was so unusual a sight that I walked up to the ridge, about 20 feet, to have a closer look. This little kitty was very friendly and was purring, so I started petting it. Then the cat lay down and rolled over on its back, stretching and enjoying my touch. It stretched out so much that it lost its balance and slipped over the other side of the ridge. I looked over the edge and saw it slipping down the slope. There was something slippery that the cat was sliding down on, maybe some wet grass. I was concerned, so I stepped over the ridge and down the other side, and I was looking around in the underbrush for a sign of the cat. I looked to my right and saw the portal of a big cave with a serene pond and stream coming out of it. The sunbeams were slanting over the water lending a golden glow to everything. A shaft of sunlight pierced the calm water and I looked down into its depths. I could see two animals under the water, walking along on the stream bed. One was like a sheep and the other was a beautiful antelope type creature with beautiful striations in tan, white and reddish brown. They were just walking along underneath the water as if it weren't there. Then I saw, on the far bank of the stream, above the animals, two guardians or shepherds walking along with staffs or guns in their hands. I was crouching down in the underbrush, so I didn't think they could see me, but I knew they wouldn't like it if they knew I was there, because I had stumbled into a secret magical place, led by an enchanted cat.
You are obviously missing your mother Jeff. Even if it is subconciously. So your mind conjurerd her for you.
Instead they have the ability to make me feel good, comforted and together with them.
Well, I sure had a funny one last night. It was like a scene out of a sitcom.
I dreamed I had a car, and not just any car, but a fold-up, collapsible automobile, like something you could get from the Sharper Image catalogue! :laugh:
It folded up very nicely and had its own carrying handle. ;D Unfortunately, I had to keep the collapsible car hidden away in a closet because I didn't have a license plate for it. :(
And, this wasn't just any old collapsible car. This one had been preowned--by Sylvester Stallone! :laugh:
You know I really did have this dream because I'd never be able to make up something like this! ;D
Is there some part of your identity you don't feel "licensed" to reveal publicly? So you fold it up and pack it away and keep it to yourself? Maybe something that could "get you somewhere" (as a car would)? Does this aspect of your identity have something to do with what Sylvester Stallone means (metaphorically) to you?
As for what SS might mean, think outside the box. Once, when I was married, I dreamed that I was in love with a guy in my creative writing class and was cheating on my then-husband. Since I wasn't particularly attracted to this guy in real life, I realized that the dream expressed my feelings about writing. I wanted to be doing creative writing (the classmate) rather than journalism (my husband, who is a journalist).
Often in my dreams, artists symbolize "Art." The artist might be, say, a musician, yet the art they represent is literary writing.
I love that. It would really solve the parking issue, wouldn't it?
Is there some part of your identity you don't feel "licensed" to reveal publicly? So you fold it up and pack it away and keep it to yourself? Maybe something that could "get you somewhere" (as a car would)? Does this aspect of your identity have something to do with what Sylvester Stallone means (metaphorically) to you?
As for what SS might mean, think outside the box. Once, when I was married, I dreamed that I was in love with a guy in my creative writing class and was cheating on my then-husband. Since I wasn't particularly attracted to this guy in real life, I realized that the dream expressed my feelings about writing. I wanted to be doing creative writing (the classmate) rather than journalism (my husband, who is a journalist).
Often in my dreams, artists symbolize "Art." The artist might be, say, a musician, yet the art they represent is literary writing.
Stallone might not mean anything more than that within a day or two before the dream I caught a quick glimpse of the "Rocky" statue in a local TV commercial, and the image stuck in my mind for some reason.
Well, I sure had a funny one last night. It was like a scene out of a sitcom.
I dreamed I had a car, and not just any car, but a fold-up, collapsible automobile, like something you could get from the Sharper Image catalogue! :laugh:
It folded up very nicely and had its own carrying handle. ;D Unfortunately, I had to keep the collapsible car hidden away in a closet because I didn't have a license plate for it. :(
And, this wasn't just any old collapsible car. This one had been preowned--by Sylvester Stallone! :laugh:
You know I really did have this dream because I'd never be able to make up something like this! ;D
Well, that would explain why it's SS instead of someone else, but it still doesn't explain what SS represents. I think he means something, otherwise your dreaming brain might have picked Jon Voigt. I had forgotten that "Rocky" was set in Philadelphia, so maybe that's significant? Or maybe that Rocky was a fighter -- could fighting have something to do with the part of your identity you're not licensed to reveal?
Or maybe I'm just afraid of having my gay card pulled for being insufficiently gay? ;D Who knows? :-\
I love that. It would really solve the parking issue, wouldn't it?
I had the weirdest full moon dream last night. I went to a performing arts center that was a series of cave-like rooms on the side of a mountain. Most of the rooms had something boring going on in them, but the largest room had a nice light show on stage with children playing with animals. Then later, I and my daughter went on a trek of some sort and she cut her hair very raggedly and had to carry a heavy weight. The dream seemed so portentious!!
I have read that when you dream about a house or a building, it signifies that you are ready to start something new or to create a new life for yourself. The fact that you have found a nice house for yourself in the middle of a slum indicates that you want to build a new life for yourself that is to your own standards, not those of others. Go for it, Jess!!
I often dream about houses and now that I know what it means, I have a great time going through the house in my dreams and looking at every detail because it all means something once I think about it.
Very interesting dream, LLWing! You are obviously on a quest and have a very important mission. Although there are many challenges, I have every confidence that you'll persevere in the end!!
Thanks, sweetheart! I feel more positive about the dream, and I fell very hopeful. Thanks, again! :)
The part about the cranky babies in car seats made me smile. :)
Now I want a collapsable car! Even with a handle to carry it around. Great concept, Jeff! :)
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I've heard that when you dream about rooms, or houses, they represent your own mind. Have you been feeling like much of your mind is occupied with boring things? But that you've been devoting part of your mind to something interesting that might somehow be symbolized by what you saw in the a large room?
As for the part with your daughter, given what's been happening with her lately it makes sense that in your dream she would cut her hair raggedly (change her identity, at least externally) and carry a weight (have a baby). But you and she are on the trek together -- you're supporting her emotionally on her journey.
I had a dream last night about Judi Dench. I'm sure the fact that we were working in a department store at Christmas time is open to interpretation. Judi was playing a guitar and singing "O Holy Night" in front of an audience, and as she continued, one by one the audience got up and left, until only I remained, and then we started to talk, but I don't remember about what.
But there is no mystery as to why Judi Dench was in my mind. Yesterday I read the sad news that she is almost blind from macular degeneration--can't even read scripts anymore. :(
wow, I didn't know that..
Here's a different kind of dream interpretation. Several times lately, I've been awoken in the middle of the night -- like, 4 a.m. in the case of last night -- to a loud knocking sound, like someone's rappng on a door. It's startling and scary, because I assume someone is trying to get into my house or is already inside.
Yet then when I wait, or even get up and look around, nobody's there and the house is silent. I can only assume I dreamed the knocking. Yet it doesn't feel like part of a dream, it feels like something I actually heard that interrupted the dream.
I suppose one possible explanation is that one of my kids, whose bedrooms are on the floor above mine, got up to use the bathroom, and the knocking sound is actually them closing their door as they go back to bed.
I don't know if it would work to ask them, though, because they tend not to remember things like that the next day.
THe link that started this thread doesn't seem to be working anymore.
I had two scary dreams last night. In one, I was driving a bus on a windey road in the mountains. In one place on the approach to a bridge, the road had washed out and fallen into the river below. This didn't seem to bother me because I had navigated over that road several times before. I knew I had to just get up enough speed to go through the air over about 20 ft and onto the road and bridge. Also, for some reason I was standing on the roof of the bus and driving via a very long steering wheel whose column went through a hole in the roof down to the driver's seat. I thought I had enough speed to make it over the gap, but as I leaped, I saw that I was going to come up short by just a foot or so. Then the bus, instead of crashing into the cliff, began to fall down towards the green water, and I thought I might survive and so I was calm. I prepared myself to leap upward as soon as the bus touched the water, so I wouldn't be sucked down too much by the incoming waves. I actually felt a sense of calm, peace, and power as I thought I had received divine intervention in what should have been a tragedy. The bus seemed to be falling interminably, and that's when I woke up.
Also, for some reason I was standing on the roof of the bus and driving via a very long steering wheel whose column went through a hole in the roof down to the driver's seat.
No, that does not compute. A dream of a wedding would more likely signify a coming together of ideas, opportunities, or people.
A few years ago my aunt dreamed that a friend had passed away. She didn't think much of it until the next night when she dreamed she was fishing, and just "reeling them in," as she put it. Sure enough, that next week her baby sister announced her pregnancy. I've had the dead dream followed by the fish dream: in every instance someone came forward to tell us she is with child.
We'll just have to start calling you Cassie! 8)
But it's so much more fun to call you Cassie!
Last night I had a dream that woke me up. Just a short dream where I was driving recklessly on purpose on a windy mountain road. There were no guardrails and rocks were falling both onto the road and off the edge of the road down a sheer cliff into a valley far below.
Anyone care to take a crack at that one? :-\
The most recent one I had was rather dumb. In the dream I was in a recording studio listening in on Madonna and Nena recording a duet. Never heard the song before, and can't remember how it went. lol
I'll tell you how it went: "Like a 99 Lead Baloon Virgin".
Now that's a nightmare.
Sure, I am always up for dream interpretation! This one is really quite straightforward. The baby represents some hope or dream of yours, some aspect of yourself, or perhaps a project you were doing. The fact that you were following a conventional life with a Sixties-era wife means that you felt you had to do that in order to realize your dream. You fear that your dream or project is dead but in a later dream you may find otherwise.
What an interesting dream...thank you for sharing it with us! I have had dreams that were a bit similar that marked turning points for me. Let us know if you want us to take a hack at transcribing the dream for you.
... in the distance I could see a tornado forming, one of those horrible, mile-wide ones that you occasionally see news film of that are so destructive. You're not supposed to try to outrun one of those things, yet that's exactly what we tried to do. The administrator and I, and a number of other people, squeezed into a very small automobile and drove away from campus. The administrator was driving; somehow his clothing had changed from a dark gray suit to a polo shirt and Dockers.
We did outrun the storm, and finally we stopped. Other tornadoes were still forming in the distance. Looking to the east--I don't know why I know it was the east, it just was--I saw one pass behind an old farmhouse, and the house somehow immediately burst into flames!
At about that time, I also used my cell phone to call my mother (who has been dead since 1995) to tell her that I was all right; the connection was bad but I did speak to her. Then we all got back into the car to drive back to campus. On the way, the driver missed a sharp curve in the road and drove through a fence and into the farmyard of an Amish farm. Some Amish children came and spoke to us; I rolled down the car window and spoke to a little boy, and I remember thinking that someone in the family must have "married out" of the Amish faith, because this little boy looked Hispanic in features and skin tone. The children told us that we would be in trouble for damaging the fence, but then a young woman came out of the farmhouse and told us that everything would be all right.
I'm curious as to what you said to the Amish boy?
What do you think you might have said to him? Hello, sonny? Oops, I'm sorry? Can you tell me the way to San Jose? ;)
I can see your point of view about east/west, but east is where the sun comes up and where tomorrow is already happening.
I can see your point of view about east/west, but east is where the sun comes up and where tomorrow is already happening.
That's an interesting take on it. :)
"After all, tomorrow is another day!" ;D
I took it the same way, sun rises in the east (new beginning) and sets in the west (an ending)
I just don't know. Watching him is like watching TV with the sound off, and I can't read lips. :(
You might get some insight if you try to have the dream again and pay special attention to what you say to the little boy. If you can't redream it, you could try just meditating on it.
I expect you're right about that, but, on the other hand, I doubt it had any real significance.
But first, I'll take guesses! What is the significance of the remote? Any Jungians around here?
To give an idea about the importance of little things in dreams, I used to have a recurring dream where I was at a Bates Motel-like resort where I was to show Brokeback Mountain to an audience in a theater. I was trying to start the movie on a huge TV set rather than a screen, and I had to have a remote control because I couldn't reach the dials. I went back to my motel room to get the remote. I was driving a white Honda and it was pouring down rain. I got the remote and started back to the theater but got stuck on a bridge. There was a large white drainpipe under the bridge. The bridge was partly washed out and I was high centered in my rental car. I opened the door and looked down and I could see water rushing under the bridge through the broken wood slats. I was able to leave the car and walk to safety and up to the theater. Then I woke up. But, something bothered me....did I put the remote in my pocket when I left the car, or did I leave it on the seat?
I ended up going back and redreaming, and I found out that, yes, I did take the remote with me. I'll post again soon and explain why this was so important.
The last dream I can remember was me running around, warning people of an insane, machete wielding woman.
No one would pay attention to me, so I ran to warn others, those who didn't listen were met but the machete wielding woman, who hacked them up. I didn't see that part, but heard the screams.
What does a remote do? Itpowerscontrols the TV set. When you went back to the motel room to get the remote, you were returning to a place and/or time when you hadpower, or authoritycontrol over your own life. By taking the remote with you, you were regaining yourpowercontrol--my guess would bepowercontrol over your own life. Getting stuck probably has something to do with how long it's taking to sell the house, and you can't moveonforward with your life until it's sold.
Yes, Jeff, that is another possible explanation. In fact, luvly's snake seems to be sending signals by doubling up its body. The man and the pawnbroker missed the whole meaning of the creature and were put off by it, but you saw its true meaning and value.
Jeff, this is a very astute interpretation. I am very impressed! Especially about the remote!
Anybody we know? ;D
I think your dream just means ... you've watched too many episodes of The Walking Dead. ;D :-*
Yes, Jeff, that is another possible explanation. In fact, luvly's snake seems to be sending signals by doubling up its body. The man and the pawnbroker missed the whole meaning of the creature and were put off by it, but you saw its true meaning and value.
I was thinking about the significance of the wedding last night. Since it was between two people who you didn't know, the wedding could be about some ideas or projects that are starting. Weddings mean many things--ideas coming together, new starts, holiness, ritual, promises. Do any of these resonate with you, Marie?
My daughter, who has had many health problems in the past, is graduating from college this Saturday and that signifies a fresh start.
Congratulations to both of you!!!
Going back to both Chuck's and Jeff's dreams, there are a couple of similarities. In both dreams there is an element of chaos and destruction, e.g. the tornado and the insane, ax-wielding woman. From your writings elsewhere, it seems to me that you both like a calm, well-ordered life and surroundings. But both of you have to deal with uncertainty and approaching instability, as well as upheaval. Jeff, you are planning some redecorating and Chuck, you have swarms of bees invading your apartment. It's understandable that strange dreams would ensue!
Chuck, in your dream about the insane, machete wielding woman, it sounds very much like Kali, goddess of destruction.
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Congratulations to both of you!!!
Ditto! :D
My daughter, who has had many health problems in the past, is graduating from college this Saturday and that signifies a fresh start. I seem to be moving ahead at my work, and everyone I know is progressing. Perhaps I'm moving toward that light at the end of the tunnel. I hope so, anyway.
Hi, Jeff, welcome back! We missed you!
I feel that you have summoned the spirit of your Mom and want to get some kind of answer or advice from her but are not quite ready to hear it yet. Your desire, however, is very strong and you will continue on this nocturnal quest until your mother speaks to you or you find the answer you are looking for. The time period you are looking in is around graduation, your college years and the start of your career. Something happened around that time and perhaps something remains unresolved so in your dreams you are going back to review that time period. Maybe you are mulling over a career change or other change in the direction of your life.
I've heard of this belief before, in fact, my mother says she often dreams that her first husband, my father, is coming to get her and usher her to heaven. It is very comforting to know that our loved ones are watching out for us and are able to guide us along a scary path safely. Or, it could be kind of creepy. The way you describe your mother looking down on you in the bed without speaking seems a little ominous to me, but it might be reassuring. I haven't ever had such a dream that I can recall.
Maybe you are a little nervous over planning for the 10-year anniversary that is coming next year, and not wanting to be in the position that Adam and I were in as organizers. Don't worry, it will work out splendidly! I am here to offer advice if wanted...based on prior experience I would say it's best to underplan rather than overplan.
No the 10th anniversary of the movie is no secret, Jeff. But that does remind me of something else that happened. . . before the BBQ, there was a splinter group that was planning to camp out in or near Rocky Mountain National Park and crash the BBQ and other events to avoid paying, I guess, or just to be ornery or whatever. But in the end, the only person who crashed the event was Dave Cullen.
But if whatever is being planned to commemorate the tenth anniversary was supposed to be a secret, the Bettermost Beans that something is being planned have now been spilled.
Jeff, I don't talk about secret meetings. I would probably be excluded from any secret meetings anyway, so wouldn't know about them. I am talking about a celebration that is open to all for which Chuck and others have asked for ideas about location.
Well, it might be that just a small group want to get together, or a subgroup, such as Bears of Brokeback, or something like that. (I don't even know if such a group exists!)
Let's get back to the subject of dreams...I'm afraid we'll make Chuck even more nervous if we keep going on this way!
The fact that you were standing with your dad in your parents' bedroom when he said "your people" means, yes, he is referring to gay people.
The rain refers to "wet" things, things having to do with feelings and deeply held beliefs and needs.
It was raining in your dream, which indicates that it has to do with "wet" ideas, or things that might cause a person to shed tears.
OK, this is starting to spook me. It seems like I've gone years on years with rarely having dreams I remember, and just as rarely dreaming about my mother. Now all of the sudden I'm remembering lots of dreams and from almost every night? What's up with that?It could be that you have just gotten "tuned in" to this method of communicating with yourself. Or it could be that you are searching in your dreams for something that your subconscious mind feels is very important.
I remember that I needed to make a drive to a bank and to a K-Mart ( :laugh: ), and that somehow, without knowing it, I had driven around in a circle; I remember passing a particular landmark, an old stone house on a dirt road out in the country, and then coming past the house again and realizing that without realizing it I had driven in a circle.Clearly this seems to speak to the fact that you are going about your everyday life, making money and spending it on consumer goods and you realize that you're going around in circles doing the same thing, day in, day out, year in, year out. But there is a landmark or milestone that stands out and makes you notice the repetitiveness of this behavior.
This time I stopped at the house and went inside to use the bathroom to take a leak ( ;D ); the bathroom looked like the kind of restroom facility you might see in a park or some public place, with a concrete floor, a couple of urinals, and a stall or two.In my dreams I sometimes visit such a place that has a lot of stone and water and sometimes has a fetid odor. It's dark in there and maybe a bit mossy. I call it "the grotto." It's like going back to a more primitive time or to a more primordial state of existence. Being a wet place, you're visiting it to address feelings and deeply held beliefs.
It could be that you have just gotten "tuned in" to this method of communicating with yourself. Or it could be that you are searching in your dreams for something that your subconscious mind feels is very important.
I just hope that restroom isn't another sex thing. That would be creepy.
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I think the car is your time machine but it's even more than that. It's the vehicle of your life's journey and it holds you and your choices in life and your hopes and dreams.
If that's true, and that seems logical, then it's somewhat alarming that the car disappears and I can't find it. :o
I could see Mother clearly, and I remember her telling me that she and my father were getting a divorce ( :o My parents did not divorce; they were married 40 years when my mother died.). Then I went to meet my father at a big old Victorian house, where he had to meet someone to whom he owed money. There was a large room in the house where people were sitting around on folding chairs listening to a man and a woman play music on violins. I didn't want to disturb the concert, but I couldn't find my father. I went outside the house, to the front lawn, which had a large circular driveway, and I realized that my dad had left without me. I tried to call him on my cell phone, but I couldn't get him to answer his cell phone.
I wonder if you would have liked to listen to the violin concert in the large Victorian house if you hadn't been preoccupied with reconnecting with your father?
We were all dressed up for a formal event, but prisoners. We were escorted to a large swimming pool, and pushed in. It was full of chili, and we were to be cooked and eaten with the chili.
Another weird one last night. I was sharing a large bed in a hospital room with someone whom I did not know but who had just had a large section of his colon removed. A doctor was there holding up the section of colon, yet the patient was in no worse shape than if he'd just had a splinter removed. ???
Your "gun" was a little comic relief!! :laugh:
I went out, put my hand down my pants, and pulled out a gun.
Chuck, are you inadvertently letting slip out what the trial is about that you're on jury duty for?
Dreams like this are very understandable given the many stories of crimes, even those committed by police, no less, on the news. A common thread in this and your other dream is a feeling of unease about the scary world at large. We may be able to push this down to our subconscious and carry on with our daily lives, but in sleeping the subconscious is in charge and our fears come to the forefront.
There is hope in your resolution of the problem: you realize that you are strong enough to stand up to those who would intimidate the defenseless. You bravely went out and brought in the queens and protected them. Your "gun" was a little comic relief!! :laugh:
"Have you met my little friend?" ;D
... I do remember from real life that she loved elephants for some reason, she never did explain why.
She loved elephants, you say? I wonder about the significance of that!? Anyone want to comment on a love of elephants?? (Looks around)
More details please!! How do you expect us to explain your dream using only our imagination!!!
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One of those dreams, huh?
I had one about two days ago, but I forgot it after waking up. I just remember having one.
let's do it!
I was staying over at my parents' home, the house I was raised in.Odd that you don't call it, my home, or my childhood home.
My mother was there.Did she try to speak to you, or was she just...there?
We were going to fly back to Philadelphia. :o I was the one who was poking around and putting us behind schedule.Sounds like you wanted to stay in the past rather than return to present times.
We were picked up by some guy driving a very strange vehicle, with an open back seat. It was yellow in color. He drove us all over the county to deliver ice cream before finally taking us to the airport, where a clock showed only 15 minutes until the time of our flight.Sounds a little like a Fellini scene! Was the guy someone familiar? Was he dressed as a clown? How did you feel about the delays?
It was like being in a movie.......I was a member of a church, very large, but there was something....evil, about it. I tried to do some investigating, but needed help from someone I could trust.The beginning of your dream echoes a common theme of distrust in institutions, especially long-established ones like religions.
For some reason, that turned out to be Andy Griffith. I have no idea why, since I almost never watched his show, but there he was, in his young, black and white days, while everyone else was in full color. The two of us paired together discovered that there were people being held captive in the church above where the organ was. They were in chains and abused, but we couldn't figure out how to rescue them. We went back down to the main church, to find that they had just captured Barney Fife, and that their plan was to use evil magic to kill leaders in the organized Catholic church.Of course you turned to good ol' Andy! This is another common theme, that the days of black-and-white TV were all innocent and wonderful, and all of the world's ills could be cured by just going back to the values of 1950s US of A. (I'm not criticizing your dream but this is a bit of a pet peeve of mine, when I run into someone who thinks this way. He's invaryingly a white, older, straight male, of course.) Then, when you two discovered the persecuted people, it reminds me of other dreams you told us about where there were cruel overlords taking masses of people prisoner.
Andy and I were about to leave when we were attacked from behind. Andy was turned into their slave, his mind wiped clean. I was killed. Turns out that Andy was key to their plan, he was needed for some reason, and without him the entire plan was destroyed.So, I'm interpreting that the cruel overlords wanted to use the body of Andy Griffith to seduce the masses into thinking their church was as beloved as he was. And TV has been called the opiate of the masses, so that plays into the plan as well. You foiled the schemes by killing Andy, and you were the hero! Interesting that you actually died in your dream. That hardly ever happens.
The dream ended when my spirit took over Andy's body, and I forced Andy to grab one of the ceremonial daggers and slit his own throat, thus destroying all their plans.
Your dream would make a great show on the order of Hunger Games...you should license it!
The beginning of your dream echoes a common theme of distrust in institutions, especially long-established ones like religions.
I don't remember much about it except that I was with our friend Kelda and she was in some kind of trouble (thugs chasing her) and I was trying to help her. Maybe because Kelda looks a bit like Jennifer Lawrence. It was nice to have a dear friend show up in a dream! :-*
...I have to say, I like the idea of you having such a good time you're tossing glasses around.
The last dream was the weirdest. I was traveling through Europe with the 5 actresses from The Facts of Life.
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Easy enough to understand why they were on your mind. 8)
Does that make you George Clooney? ;D
You mean other than the fact I've been watching the reruns on Logo? LOL Oh, and no, I wasn't George, but I wish he had been in the dream.
Well, you just posted the actresses' picture "someplace else." And, notice I didn't ask if that made you Charlotte Rae? ;D :-*
I love dreams with magical charms, almost as much as I love finding real magical charms. EDelMar and I were hiking in the backwoods of Colorado when we found some shiny metal objects. I picked one up and it was a little heart with some filigree engraving. He asked me where I had seen that before, and it turns out it is on the border of the Statue of Liberty's flame. I put it in my jeans pocket and later, at home, I added it to my little altar of magical things.
I love dreams with magical charms, almost as much as I love finding real magical charms. EDelMar and I were hiking in the backwoods of Colorado when we found some shiny metal objects. I picked one up and it was a little heart with some filigree engraving. He asked me where I had seen that before, and it turns out it is on the border of the Statue of Liberty's flame. I put it in my jeans pocket and later, at home, I added it to my little altar of magical things.
Oh, that's a cool story!
I love dreams with magical charms, almost as much as I love finding real magical charms. EDelMar and I were hiking in the backwoods of Colorado when we found some shiny metal objects. I picked one up and it was a little heart with some filigree engraving. He asked me where I had seen that before, and it turns out it is on the border of the Statue of Liberty's flame. I put it in my jeans pocket and later, at home, I added it to my little altar of magical things.
Today EDelMar sent me a photo of parts of the Statue of Liberty upon delivery to New York 130 years ago today!
A couple of days--or, rather, nights--ago, I had a dream that I had bought a new condo in my building. It was larger than my present home, and it had a much larger balcony, and it came with a parking space! Strangely, the layout of the unit was unlike any in my building, and the elevator lobbies were also very different--much more elegant--and so was the ground floor lobby. I
Traditionally, dreaming of a new home means that you are ready to move into a new lifestyle, adopt new plans, etc. but I think it's more nuanced than that. It could mean you are seeking to expand your horizons or interested in trying on a new personality or relationship.
Next thing I knew, I was driving a car and learning to get in and out of the garage and find my parking space; the entrance looked like a cross between a public parking garage and an industrial loading dock.
Interesting that you have so often dreamed of being in a car and now you are planning a car trip!
My thought is that it doesn't necessarily mean that you want to turn to a life of crime. In my experience, people often stand in for something or someone else. So, you need to figure out what or whom the victim represents. (I would suspect it may be your dad.) In that case, you need to accept that it's natural to be angry about your freedom, time, and energies being taken away from you.
well that's a different one, Jeff.
three standard poodles, huh? bless the beasts, and the children.
Now that's funny, you doing a voice-over for a character. Was it a cowboy? ;)
...I remember sitting on the side of my old bed in my old room in the house where I grew up, and asking my mother what I should do about it. Rather unusual for my dreams, this time I actually saw my mother.
This reminds me of the late scene in the movie where Ennis was sitting by the window in Jack's childhood room and then he goes downstairs to talk with Ma Twist. It seems to me like there have been several dreams, friend, where you saw your mother. Often, you spoke to her, but I don't recall you getting an answer.
Well, I sure had a crazy one last night, for the night following my birthday.
I was young again--or yet--in my twenties, I'd say. My mother was still living, and my parents had moved me to Seattle ...
I was staying over at my parents' home, the house I was raised in. A friend was staying with me, and he was Asian; the face was familiar, but I haven't been able to place it. My mother was there. We were going to fly back to Philadelphia. :o I was the one who was poking around and putting us behind schedule. We were picked up by some guy driving a very strange vehicle, with an open back seat. It was yellow in color. He drove us all over the county to deliver ice cream before finally taking us to the airport, where a clock showed only 15 minutes until the time of our flight.
...my mother, my father, and I were all living back in the house in which I grew up. I could see Mother clearly, and I remember her telling me that she and my father were getting a divorce ( :o My parents did not divorce; they were married 40 years when my mother died.). Then I went to meet my father at a big old Victorian house, where he had to meet someone to whom he owed money. There was a large room in the house where people were sitting around on folding chairs listening to a man and a woman play music on violins. I didn't want to disturb the concert, but I couldn't find my father. I went outside the house, to the front lawn, which had a large circular driveway, and I realized that my dad had left without me. I tried to call him on my cell phone, but I couldn't get him to answer his cell phone.
being quite a drama queen doing a lot of vocalization and suddenly I turned around and noticed, surprised out of my wits, that while I was complaining I had crossed the slack line without any big effort and all the danger was behind me!!
As for you, friend Jeff, if your mother were really trying to contact you through your dreams, I'll bet she'd be getting kind of tired of the inability to get through your stubborn head by now!! But what I really think is happening is that there's something YOU are trying to tell yourself, and YOU are refusing to listen to yourself. When your "mother" actually gets to speak to you in your dream, it will be cause for celebration!
If she's trying to tell me anything, it's probably just that I have to take care of my father, which I know already. :-\
Chuck, I hope the kittens are doing well! ;D
Also, I somehow became the owner of two kittens. LOL
Chuck, I hope the kittens are doing well! ;D
I assume someone in the dreamworld is feeding them and changing the litterbox. LOL
between bowling and weird dreams last night, I feel like I got very little sleep.
Keeping busy at work, so I'll come back later to discuss the dream.
I just realized I never came back to discuss.
I'm starting to think I'm getting messages from the other side. :laugh:
I had two nights of odd dreams. I was a few towns away from my apartment, and I was with Susan. Susan was a grade school classmate and friend of mine from years ago, she lived across the street from me. Not long ago, I found her obituary online. She died in 2012, was only 43 years old, and died on Christmas Eve. The way her obituary read, it sounded as if it was a suicide note. Anyway, Susan and I were trying to get somewhere that she needed to be. We kept hopping from cab to cab, because no taxi would take us where she needed to go. Finally we got out and started walking, thinking we'd actually get to where we needed to be, on foot. Susan was getting sick, and would stop every other block or so, to vomit. I woke before we got to where she needed to be.
A few nights later, I had a dream that I had reconnected with Amy, Susan's younger sister. We met at her house, and her mother was with her, even though she had died in 2014. When we got to talking, Amy told me I could go to Susan's room to visit, if I wanted. When I got there, Susan was there, but age 8. Amy then explained she learned how to clone people, so she cloned Susan, and her mother, who was in the other room.
I woke from that dream feeling very unnerved.
I thought they were too.
To dream of Susan twice, in such close proximity to each other, was very different.
For your sake I hope she doesn't come back again.
I hope she doesn't either. LOL
I was on the phone relating the dreams to my mom, and I said to mom, rather loudly in case Susan was near, "I don't know what she wants, but Susan better start leaving me alone when I sleep." LOL
Maybe this is a zombie inside joke that I don't know about, but in Tibetan Buddhism, you learn when you're in the bardo (the place between life and death) that you don't go towards the light because if you do, you'll come out in an operating room and somebody will smack you on your butt to get you to start breathing and you'll be stuck on the wheel of life again when you could have been in eternal bliss!
Was your mother in the dream? Did you go for a car trip where you were driven by a former teacher?
I had a crazy one last night.
I dreamed I was one of the kids in The Brady Bunch.
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Hmmm, this may seem like a random question, but have you witnessed any baptisms lately?
That's just something I dreamed up. . .see if any of it makes sense!
Last night I dreamed I was on vacation at a Renaissance faire in New England. I was with a small group of friends. There was a young woman in the group whose face I saw clearly, and I remember the face, but I can't place her. :( The faire was being run by the guy who is the manager of my usual watering hole. The weather was very, very hot, and I remember asking the manager if he knew if any of the faire vendors sold tights, as the pair I had been wearing for several days had become so gross from perspiration that I wanted to get a new pair. There was also a swimming pool concealed in a large pavilion tent, and I wanted to jump in the pool, clothes and all, because the weather was so hot; I didn't, though.
IMO, you're still shopping for your muse.
I had yet another dream in which I was in a large house that was new to me. I went through all the rooms, which included a large room with a stage. The house was very nicely finished and fitted out with beautiful lighting fixtures and wood plank walls. I started to get anxious thinking about what I would do with all that space. I decided to open a "vintage Christmas store" in the space with Xmas decor for sale and performances of Xmas music and such. This is a surprise to my waking self because I don't typically over-celebrate Christmas.
IMO, you're still shopping for your muse.
I'm shopping for my muse? ???
buy her a toga!
I had a dozy of a dream las night. I don't think I'll post it, but it was beyond anything I've ever dreamed before. LOL
C'mon Chuck! We're waiting patiently here!
That must have been very upsetting! :'( Did you wake immediately or did other things happen in the dream after that?
OK, in the night between this past Wednesday and Thursday, I had a dream that was very upsetting. I dreamed that my dad had died in his sleep. :(
I had a dozy of a dream las night. I don't think I'll post it, but it was beyond anything I've ever dreamed before. LOL
Well, some time has passed, so it's not as sharp as it was.......but I dreamed I was getting married to a woman.
Mom was not happy with this choice, so she decided to act out by getting drunk. At that point my new mother-in-law called out my mom, mom went off on people, my new bride was then fighting with me. If it could go wrong, it did.
We didn't even make it through the reception, she went her way and I went mine.
"I'll call you back," says I.
Now, what does this dream mean? My conscious mind has forgotten how to play poker, but my subconscious mind obviously still knows.
Just one more post before I go to the class where I'm teaching sewing to refugees.
Oh, I hate dreams like that. You're busy walking around, and wake before you find it.
Not coooool.
My dad dropped me off at our Center City Macy's (the original John Wanamaker Department Store), and I entered through a door where there isn't actually a door in the building. I found myself in a room with lots of shelves full of shoes, and the shoes were all mixed and mingled, not in proper pairs, as if there had been a sale in a discount shoe store. I turned around, and I saw a check-out counter that was attended by a woman who had been a neighbor when I was growing up. I walked deeper into the store, looking for the men's department, and I couldn't find it. It seemed as though the whole interior of the store had been redone, and nothing was where it used to be. I saw a new department where one went to order custom-made suits. Finally I turned around and I saw a wide staircase leading downstairs, and there was a large sign with a giant finger pointing down the stairs, and the sign read "Men's Department." I had found it, although it seems I woke up before I actually went downstairs.
I don't even know what I was shopping for! :laugh:
So, did you continue with your dream, yet, Jeff? Did'ja, did'ja? I'm excited to hear about the next chapter!!
Last night I dreamed I was in some sort of housecleaning contest. I had to dust my bedroom (the dust on the furniture was horribly thick), and I had to do it in my underwear, and I was only allowed one dust cloth along with a can of Pledge. :laugh:
Two nights ago I dreamed I was seated with my mother at the dining room table in the house where I was raised. My mother was trying to tell me something about someone, but I guess she was trying to be discreet because she wasn't saying what it was or who it was about. ??? That's all I remember.
In many dreams you've told us about, your mother is trying to tell you something. Once, you said you thought she was telling you to take care of your dad. But now I'm starting to think she (actually you, yourself) is trying to tell you something else. The reason, IMO, why "she" doesn't come right out and say it, is because it's something you don't want to hear.
I see no reason either, unless perhaps he might be secretly fretting about your being single, wondering if you're lonely, or--here's a thought--maybe he wants to tell you that he knows and it's all right, but he doesn't know how to tell you so.
that could be. I remember thinking I was spilling a big secret, and mom told me she knew I was gay by the time I was 8. :laugh:
Very interesting dream, friend Jeff, and one which bears many touchstones of your previous dreams and musings. But, no mother or other muse. Or, do you think the young woman with the clipboard may have been one?
Writing a story is a lot like giving birth, so I say you're dreaming about becoming an author!
It was easy, since I've done both.
As Dorothy Parker used to say: “I don’t like to write but I love having written.”
haha, that's hard to say. Childbirth hurts more but is over faster.
My powers were magic based, sort of like a witch, shooting bolts of magic energy out of my hands.
Did glitter come with those bolts of magic energy? ;D
But we all know you're a good witch, Sweetie! :-*
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...my main power was that I was empathic, able to feel the emotions and feelings of others, and (if necessary) pull those feelings from them, to help them heal.
What a great superpower to have! This should be developed into a graphic novel. . .or a movie!! Reminds me a bit of the counselor on the Jean-Luc Picard version of Star Trek. You are a superhero, Chuck!!
Nice tights. ... ;D
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...I kept saying that as a piece of furniture, it was too big, and I wanted to keep my furniture small because I expected to move a lot, and small furniture is easier to move and fit in small spaces than large furniture.Very good logic. Yet, something in you is drawn to this awkward piece of furniture. What is it?
Very good logic. Yet, something in you is drawn to this awkward piece of furniture. What is it?
This dream seems simple but I think it is really quite deep. I see some unmet needs being presented here. The first thing that stands out is that you went to the Watering Hole, but you didn't receive any water!
So, this says to me that your most fundamental needs aren't being met somehow.
The young woman sitting at the next table also had some needs to reach out to you in conversation but these were also unmet. Did she look something like the person in this photo, perhaps?
(Yes, they still call them pants suits.)
Then, you saw the manager and you wanted him to know about your unmet need for water. Were you reluctant to approach him about it? It frustrates me when I wake up just as the dream is getting to its essence, but when I think back about it, I can often decide how the dream will resolve itself.
There are two other things I find interesting in this dream. The first is the two women. You expect the server to provide food and water, but she doesn't follow through with the water. The other woman offers conversation, which you don't want and don't think you need. And then there's the manager, who you know from experience will not follow through with the peace and quiet you want.
Then, there's the other room, from which disturbing noise drifts in to the quiet dining room. There, people are singing show tunes and enjoying loud camaraderie. You've chosen the dining room, but sometimes the attractions of the other room might beckon to you, maybe? And you've chosen the server over the other diner, but the server lets you down.
Lee, I really enjoy reading your interpretations! You seem to be spot on.
They say that dreams represent your inner feelings and such, and in this dream Jeff wasn't getting needs met. Jeff, haven't you talked about your need to ramble about, but not being able to go, or feeling that you can go? And isn't one of the reasons you feel you can't go is that your father would need you, and you wouldn't be there for him?
I was feeling very alone and very sad about it, and wondering what was wrong with me that I've never been able to find a permanent boyfriend. (In the dream I wasn't "counting" the one who died after less than a year back in 1999. In reality I do think of him at least one time a day, sometimes more.)
There's something major wrong with our generation. . .a whole generation of gay men were decimated. It's hard to find a soulmate when you're gay, because the numbers are working against you, but many more times harder in this generation. It breaks my heart.
Now, it's something different. Every dream features a crowd. Since I hosted a very full house for Christmas, maybe that theme has played itself out. I hope so.
My dream last night featured a crowd, but I don't remember it enough to go into it. Somehow a swimming pool figured into it as well.
There's also serious's mention of Zak on the NYE thread: "I'm trying to picture how Broadcast News would look today.
Was the crowd of people in the swimming pool? Hmmm, that could be deep!
Nonsense, everybody knows that aliens are only interested in older humans who have much more, and more interesting stuff in their brains to study! :P
I also mentioned that the neighborhood is the city's gayborhood. He disliked the idea of living among lots of gay people, so I told him he should not have moved into the neighborhood.
(2). I was attending a sort of block party in my neighborhood. I clearly recognized structures in the neighborhood, except I was leaning against a wall in a location where in actuality there is a parking lot. Somebody was standing next to me. He was overweight, with blond hair that looked like it had been cut by somebody putting a bowl on his head and trimming around it. As I watched, a squirrel came up the sidewalk. Overweight blond guy reached down, and the squirrel ran up his arm and sat on his shoulder.Good on the squirrel. Somebody loves that guy, even though he is unattractive!
... she still wears her hair the way she did in about 1963. She must be past age 80 at least, and she's still going strong, as the saying goes.)
As for Tom Selleck's administrative assistant, recently I was reflecting that I was glad they were giving her more air time. In early seasons she didn't do much more than open Selleck's office door and announce visitors. In one season not too long ago, she had time off to have a baby (at one point she was visibly pregnant). But this last season she was given more to do, and in one episode one of the subplots actually involved her. I think she is well cast in the role. She projects firm but quiet confidence. I like her, which is why I was glad she was given more to do. (Incidentally, she is capable of more demanding roles. In an episode of Law and Order: Special Victims Unit from this season, she played the distraught mother of a child who had been abducted by his father.)
A made bed is an orderly thing. Perhaps the dream relates to my feelings that my home has become disorderly because I simply have too much stuff.
Are you hoping to accomplish something? I was once told (not by my parents :laugh:) that I should make my bed every day. That way, even if everything else goes wrong all day, I can still say I accomplished something by having made my bed.
We were a jolly crowd.
Jolly is a word that doesn't seem to be used much anymore. That's a shame. It's a nice word. Maybe you could even consider it onomatopoetic.
Do u all believe in dream interpretations?????????
Do u all believe in dream interpretations?????????
I, for one, believe that e v e r y t h i n g (preferring not to speak for others) I dream is inextricably linked to my subconscious, be it my regrets, desires, fears, or even some seemingly trivial stuff that somehow gets embedded in my mind on a daily basis.
My buddy EDelMar called me to join in a party he was going to. So we and at least a dozen other people piled into cars and drove to a building on the edge of a golf course in SE Denver. I'd always thought it was a church, or maybe the course's clubhouse. It was starting to snow so I was glad I had on my rubber boots.My friend is not exactly a party animal, but he does believe in getting people together to have a meaningful shared experience, as in the time he dreamed up the Brokeback BBQ in 2009.
I was distracted by a woman's anthology stacked with other books on the floor. I picked up it and started reading a story by Doris Lessing and got so wrapped up that I didn't notice everybody was being seated. I went into the restaurant and saw that EDelMar was with a crowd at the largest table and there wasn't a place for me. But wait. . .was that him? He looked different.This reminds me of my college years when I got distracted by feminism and lost track of my friends.
I finally sat at a table with mixed people, a woman my age, a family, an African American couple. . . . there was a short show with two singing cowboys (really!)This mirrors my empty nesting years where I have a diverse group of friends. Anyone care to conjecture what the singing cowboys stand for?
Then I found myself looking down at the crowd. People went through, jugglers, mimes. Then a scowling Trump came by and put something on the ground ... a Faberge egg ... with a small cow and chicken in it, peacefully nuzzling each other. We ... realized this whole party was arranged by Trump to appease the people.My feelings as horrifying spectacles happen daily.
We started filing out and ... I noticed that two men were following me. I [was] talking about what is the definition of "assault" in a congenial way, and I was trying to make the argument that he had assaulted me even though he hadn't touched me.My "me too" moment.
But then I left the crowd, climbed the stairs again, followed the path ... toward the other stairs ... but the floor turned into a canvas tent and the path petered out. I looked into the shadows and thought that I was not going to get my boots back. Realizing that I was dreaming, I started to make up hopeful scenarios for how this dream might end. . .My trepidations about the future, losing my sturdy boots and the way forward disappearing. :'(
He looked very "80s" , John Stamos hair
Interesting office-related dreams from both of you.
I don't understand what you would find odd about your dream, Jeff. Were you uneasy? Was it creepy in some way? Did something seem wrong?
Mmm. '80s John Stamos. ... ;D
And he kissed you? :o
;D
It seemed odd because that job came to an end 20 years ago, and I haven't seen any of my former coworkers since the early 2000s. It came out of the blue. There would seem to have been nothing to trigger such a dream. I am a believer that dreams do not come out of the blue. They are triggered by something, and there seemed to be nothing to trigger this one. It was NOT an anniversary of the end of the job.
The second verse was particularly moving and contained the words, "To rest, to sleep, perchance to dream. To slip away from my mind's stream."
The second verse was particularly moving and contained the words, "To rest, to sleep, perchance to dream. To slip away from my mind's stream."
Jeff, I like that look!
The other dream, I was living in a trailer, but for some reason, had a big, plushy couch. I was sitting on the couch, and I could see an indent where something was sitting, but it was invisible. I could feel threatened by it, and I kept telling it to leave, but it would just laugh or speak sarcastically at me.
I'm about to forget my dream of last night so I'll write it down posthaste. I was in the house I grew up in, a mid-century suburban ranch style house. I was just visiting, home from college, and didn't have much in the way of luggage with me so I was having trouble outfitting myself for a date. My date, a young guy in a suit, looked somewhat like the young Joseph Gordon-Leavitt. We had grown to know each other in high school but hadn't dated, and now he expressed his great interest in taking me out. But I couldn't get myself dressed and had on the craziest outfit of a dress, leggings, and an old fashioned apron. My leggings had rips in them and when I was taking them off, I accidentally got lipstick on my legs. When I went into the bathroom to clean them, the bathroom was all torn apart in the midst of being renovated. The bathtub had fallen in and was full of leaves. I despaired of ever getting myself presentable but there was no one around to go tell my date that I would be a no-show.
Does going on the date represent something you want to do in RL?
Doe being unable to get properly dressed and ready for the date represent you somehow sabotaging yourself to keep from doing something in RL?
Did you remember to paste numbers on your mailbox? ;D
In the first dream, you were able to get your fellow tellers to put the priority of getting home safely first, but your own priorities were clouded by other people and your job needs. Does this address the issue of intermingling of your personal and professional actions? You have always prided yourself on your ability to manage your job and your life, but at the dream level you are perhaps not so confident. Sometimes that's a good thing. I like it when I dream about something complicated that I'm going to do and arise in the morning with all the logistics worked out. But other times it can be exhausting.
In the other dream, let me throw out the idea that the invisible person sitting on the couch with you may be another aspect of. . .you! Maybe, the snarky you? The yin to your yang? Or vice versa? Maybe you feel threatened by certain impulses that you don't feel you can control? There's a dichotomy about the comfortable sofa inside the little trailer. You might feel that you are being lulled into a less-than-ideal situation. The sofa might be "window dressing" that tries to make up for some deficiencies that you perceive in your situation? Does any of this ring true?
Oh, I like your suggestions. I'll need to think on these.
Have you had the chance to think about it, and do you have any further insights?
I had a strange one last night, but I can barely remember it. I had something to do with me being at someone's house. I had no idea who these people were, but yet I knew them in the dream, and for some reason they were doing my laundry.
I can't remember the story, but I remember lunch was supposed to be sandwiches, but pizza showed up, and there was an Asian woman with a cat, bathing him, and my friends Mike and Cor showed up having just returned from vacation.
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In these most nonsensical times, I'm suffering through the most nonsensical dreams. Last night, there was Freddy Mercury singing and his microphone was shaped like a toothbrush and he put it inside his mouth while he was singing to distort the sound. :o
hehe. This morning I was awakened at 7:04 am by a voice saying "Mom." It was so clear that I sat up and replied, "What?" But there was no one there except my cat. I tried to figure out whose voice it was; it was neither my daughter's nor my son's. I finally decided it was my elder grandson's voice. Since I visited them yesterday, something must have lingered in my mind that he said.
At least he was practicing good oral hygiene.
Interesting dream! If someone were to aspire to singing with Sam Elliott's voice, that would be foolish IMHO.
I've never heard Eddie Vetter sing or Pearl Jam; maybe I should look them up.
...with that in mind, what does the TV represent?Oh, I would guess, popular culture, electronics, social media, the world, Trump; one or all of those things.
What is the mouth?Maybe the cacophony of the world, or maybe just the attention-grabbing, demanding, watch-me-ness of the world stage.
Even your in-laws -- could they represent something other than your actual in-laws?Sure! They could represent judgmental people, conservatives, the silent majority, the status quo...that type of thing.
Just a wild guess, but could this be something about the tension between wanting to separate yourself from current events and/or popular culture (the TV) vs. the difficulty of escaping it (being sucked in, the huge mouth)?Pretty good guess, I would say, friend! And then there's also the fact that I watched the new Dracula series that started on Netflix the other day. Just the first program of it. I'm not sure I want to watch any more of it.
Sometimes dreams come in series, and then they start to take on the aspect of portents. Two that I had recently seem to go together. In the first, my daughter wanted to drive but was an inexperienced teenager so we made her and my son get in the back seat. Then, as my ex and I prepared to get in front, the car started rolling forward. We had to make a jump for it, and I got tangled in a heavy coat that I had thrown into the passenger seat ahead of me. My ex, miraculously, had sailed into the driver's seat and we were going down the shoulder of the road very fast and it was bumpy.
The second dream was just that I was trying to put on a T-shirt but I couldn't get my arms through the holes, so it was more like a strait-jacket.
Definitely skip Lord of the Flies. I had to read that in junior high school. I won't say it disturbed me. I just didn't like it.
Yeah, I feel like I know enough about the plot that I don't have to do the actual reading.
Caution, disturbing image ahead
Didn't they put the dead pig's head on a stake, where it attracted flies, and they called it Lord of the Flies and tried to get other boys to worship it?
Didn't they put the dead pig's head on a stake, where it attracted flies, and they called it Lord of the Flies and tried to get other boys to worship it?
Exactly. I know that much. I think some boys get stranded on a desert island or something and the book is about how quickly human civilization can break down into brutality and savagery or something like that.
I guess the nature of the social breakdown in the book reminds me of the Stanford Prison Experiment. Are you all familiar with it, and if so did you know it's been pretty thoroughly debunked?
The name sounds vaguely familiar. I think I read about it somewhere, once, but I don't remember anything about it.
Thanks. I've definitely heard of the Milgram experiment.
The Paul Newman prison movie is Cool Hand Luke. Hud is a different film (based on a Larry McMurtry novel, incidentally).
It would be fun to stream a little Paul Newman festival sometime. Not everything, of course, but the famous ones.
What did he do that wasn't famous, memorable, and good??
Oh, thank you! I just now glanced through google images of Paul Newman's biggest movies. It would be fun to stream a little Paul Newman festival sometime. Not everything, of course, but the famous ones. I've seen Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid within the past 20 years, but that's about it -- I haven't seen the others in forever. In many cases, not since they came out. And some not at all, including Hud and Cool Hand Luke. Though in the latter case, I did read the Mad Magazine satire, if that counts. :laugh:
Best "buddy picture" ever. I think I wore out a videotape of it. Now I have it on DVD. The movie where I fell in love with Robert Redford. ...
...the movie where I fell in love with Robert Redford. ...
that might lead to bad dreams!
Oh, same. Totally. And agreed about buddy pictures.
The only sad thing about BCatSK is that Paul Newman was relatively unsexy in that role -- good as he was! In all of his other movies, he was the hottest cast member. But in BCatSK, that was played down. He did not get a fake-rape scene with Katharine Ross (hard to know how to feel about that scene, BTW, in the #metoo era, but at least it was fake). (FYI, in real life, as you probably know, Katharine Ross is married to Sam Elliott.)
I also loved Alias Smith & Jones, the TV show inspired by that movie.
I don't know who got luckier, Sam Elliott, or Katharine Ross.
I was getting married! To a woman!
A few notes about your most recent dream, if you don't mind.
It seriously is never too late to change your attitude or your life.
I recently heard a song with lyrics about how fragile we are that "we live our lives with death over our shoulders." We do! But that doesn't mean we have to plan our activities as if death is going to come down at any moment.
But don't you agree that first you have to believe that's possible?
"In the midst of life we are in death."
It was interesting to consider just how much death influences our quality of life. If death didn't exist, would we get really bored and unmotivated to do anything?
Last night I dreamed of death--at least, I'm pretty sure that's what it was about--and I'm rattled that it might be a portent of my own death, and I had this dream because it might be coming soon.
I was with a group of people--I don't know how many--and we were all being blindfolded in a way that you might call mummy-fashion, with strips of cloth being wound around our heads (I don't know who was doing the winding). Mine was loose enough that I could peek between the strips of cloth. I could see someone who had his back toward me, but even though I couldn't see his face, I knew it was my boyfriend, who died 20 years ago this last September.
Mummies certainly have to do with death.
I ain't jokin'.
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What if the dream was about death, but not a literal one, and instead a metaphorical one.
You talked about wasting your life in your blog. What if the mummy wasn't you, but rather your 'wasted life', being put away, and what you 'knew' to be your boyfriend, was instead your subconscious telling you to put away your wasted life, and move forward with the new one that you can bring about?
Brilliant, Chuck! It's up to Jeff to see if it feels like a good fit, of course, but this sounds really plausible to me.
As Chuck noted, Jeff has talked about dwelling a lot on his wasted life and proximity to death. And in the dream, Jeff isn't quite dead, because he can see through the strips of cloth/death as if viewing what remains of his life. His boyfriend's death is connected to Jeff's worries about his wasted life. He would have been an opportunity for a different kind of life, but he's no longer an option, which is why his back is turned.
Being not quite as much of a natural optimist as Chuck, I don't necessarily view it as Jeff's subconscious telling him to put his wasted life behind and move forward. I do see it as a reflection of how Jeff feels, though. He can see through the bandages because he can still glimpse the remainder of his life. And maybe the reason he can't see who's winding the cloth because the person winding the cloth is Jeff himself, cutting himself off from possibilities of a different life.
I don't know who the other people in the group would be, though. Are they just random strangers who also happen to be "dying"? Or are they connected to Jeff and the other elements in some way?
Sorry to dwell on death and be depressing, Jeff. But I do think Chuck's metaphor analysis seems to fit. If the dream were Brokeback Mountain and Jeff was Ennis and the boyfriend was Jack, we'd certainly be discussing that possibility.
Using self-soothing techniques waste your energy and life force.
I just recently learned the difference between self-soothing and self-care myself. This blog post explains it very well: https://stacyrocklein.com/self-care-vs-self-soothing/ (https://stacyrocklein.com/self-care-vs-self-soothing/). When you practice self-care, you feel better afterwards. When you practice self-soothing, you feel the same or worse afterwards.
Brilliant, Chuck! It's up to Jeff to see if it feels like a good fit, of course, but this sounds really plausible to me.
Nah, you might be depressing others, but not me.
Chuck's is a very interesting interpretation, but I feel it doesn't fit the reality of my life; therefore, it's not a good fit.
For more than 30 years, I've kept my credit cards, ATM card, driver's license, and so forth in a separate wallet from my cash. My hope/plan has always been that if I were ever robbed, I could hand over the cash from my other wallet but manage to keep safe all those cards that it's so difficult to replace. Last night I dreamed I lost that wallet. Then I found the wallet, but the cards were all missing from the plastic insert with the sleeves that hold the cards.
This also hints at the possibility of life change, or so it seems to me. What do you think?
For more than 30 years, I've kept my credit cards, ATM card, driver's license, and so forth in a separate wallet from my cash. My hope/plan has always been that if I were ever robbed, I could hand over the cash from my other wallet but manage to keep safe all those cards that it's so difficult to replace. Last night I dreamed I lost that wallet. Then I found the wallet, but the cards were all missing from the plastic insert with the sleeves that hold the cards.
Last night I dreamed I lost that wallet. Then I found the wallet, but the cards were all missing from the plastic insert with the sleeves that hold the cards.[/font][/size]Today I woke up with a different interpretation of your dream. Imagine that your two wallets represent two different identities for you. The cash wallet represents the conventional identity that you present to the world. It is public and expendable. The other wallet represents your true, valued, and hidden identity. You fear that your authentic identity will be stolen or lost.
For more than 30 years, I've kept my credit cards, ATM card, driver's license, and so forth in a separate wallet from my cash. My hope/plan has always been that if I were ever robbed, I could hand over the cash from my other wallet but manage to keep safe all those cards that it's so difficult to replace.Have you ever been robbed in those 30 years and, if so, did your plan work? Also, I was wondering if you ever had to juggle the two wallets when completing a transaction?
Have you ever been robbed in those 30 years and, if so, did your plan work? Also, I was wondering if you ever had to juggle the two wallets when completing a transaction?
I have not, but living as I do in the very center of a major metropolitan area, it still remains a possibility.
...Edit to Add: On local TV news this evening, I learned that last evening, someone was attacked four blocks from my home, and a second person was attacked a mere three blocks from my home.
What were the nature of the attacks?
I have not, but living as I do in the very center of a major metropolitan area, it still remains a possibility.
Edit to Add: On local TV news this evening, I learned that last evening, someone was attacked four blocks from my home, and a second person was attacked a mere three blocks from my home.
I agree with the first part of it about your mother. For the second part, you may be right. I came to a different conclusion, but I may be off base. I thought the train magazines and whatever is in the footlocker represent things you wanted to do but put aside. Maybe hobbies, dreams, etc. Now those neglected interests are pursuing you and saying "Hey, pay attention to me!"
I had a good one recently.
I had a dream that there was a Brokie gathering, and the two of the Euro-Brokies were there (Jari & Ted). They had told me that they both went on major trip to numerous countries. I commented that it sounded wonderful, and that some of the places were places I would want to see.
They both then showed me a lot of pics of themselves, each wearing the same pair of sunglasses. They then told me the sunglasses were mine, and that they took them on the trip and put them on whenever hey saw something that they thought I would like and had a picture taken there, wearing my glasses.
I don't know what the dream means, but I did wake up smiling.
It's possible the train magazines might have something to do with my procrastination over going through my model train collection and making hard choices over what to keep and what to (I hope) sell, but then why did they disappear? ???
So instead of a traveling garden gnome you had traveling sunglasses. ;D
Upon rereading this, it actually might have happened if the thing that was unplugged was your phone extension. If so, then the landline in the other room might have rung. R. has a landline which he never answers, and he tells me it rings all the time.
But if it was all a dream, then it's interesting that the phone had an old-fashioned ring and sounded like the call was from a distance. I wonder who would have been on the line if you had picked it up? Your mother or your late partner? You, from the past? Ennis, although he didn't have a phone?
I have my cell's ringer set to an old-fashioned phone ring tone, so it sounds like "a real telephone." ;D
For a while I had my ring tone set to "Take on Me" by A-ha. But I forgot to silence in a few meetings, and under those circumstances a regular ring tone is definitely superior. ::)
I suppose you heard, a few days ago, someone was making a virtual argument to SCOTUS when someone flushed a toilet in the background. :laugh:
I did, and what's worse, I saw someone on Slate try to work out which justice it would have been. I got a ways into it and then realized I don't even want to know.
Oh, I didn't know it was a justice. I thought it was someone who was arguing the case, or someone in the background. It's even funnier that it was one of the justices. (I hope it was Kavanaugh.)
Oh, and Jake was there. :laugh:
Too bad it wasn't Matt Damon; he could teach you to grow potatoes on Mars.
E-x-c-u-u-s-e me? I'm perfectly capable of growing potatoes, thank you very much! :laugh:
On Mars?
Anywhere. :laugh:
The Martian, Andy Weir’s famous space novel-turned-movie, may be coming true—at least as far as potatoes are concerned, Business Insider reports. In the story, astronaut Mark Watney (played by Matt Damon in the movie), survives being stranded on Mars by growing potatoes—using his own feces for fertilizer. Now, a new experiment here on Earth has shown potato plants can actually grow in “near-martian” conditions. The setup, put together by scientists at the International Potato Center, is a hermetically sealed container that mimics the day lengths, atmosphere, and temperature of Mars, fed by a “nutrient rich water” (no word on whether human waste was involved). In addition to encouraging Mars-terraform enthusiasts, the research could help us grow food on challenging parts of our own space-rock.
I had a very random dream last night.
Jeff and I were training for a mission to go to Mars.
We met up because our last names are close to each other in the alphabet (actually true in real life).
Oh, and Jake was there. :laugh:
Had a strange dream the other night.Maybe in your dream mind, you were brothers.
I dreamed that a friend of mine had died, and a group of us were helping his mother plan his wake. I was going through pics to attach to boards, but the pics were ones that shouldn't exist. Like, I found one of him and my mom when he was a child. However, we didn't meet until he was an adult, so I have no idea what he looked like as a kid, and there would be no such picture.
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Oh I'm sure you were joking!
Here in Denver the taxi companies take that phone number because it is so easy to remember. You used to see (before Uber/Lyft) taxis with that number written across the trunk.
So, I had to make an airport run to pick up friend EDelMar who was returning from Arizona. And guess what was in front of me as I came up to the terminal...a taxi!
Cue the Twilight Zone music!
Do people sometimes have dreams where they're out and about, but they've forgotten their mask?
Do people sometimes have dreams where they're out and about, but they've forgotten their mask?
This is what happens to most people. And then they decide that they don't dream at all, but it turns out that they are dreaming if you look at the EKG.
It takes a lot of skill and determination to be able to recall your dreams.
I am most likely to remember my earlier morning dreams so I can get behind the theory that being abruptly awakened preserves the dream.
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smoking some salmon in her fireplace
Yes, first she built a nice fire (it's a woodburning fireplace) and let it burn down to coals, then she put all the coals on one side and on the other side she layered some wood chips that she had soaked in water and put the pan of salmon on top of that. She had brushed a solution of brown sugar, herbs, and seasonings on the salmon prior. She let it smoke for about an hour.
I've heard that you can smoke fish in cast iron, serious. I'll bet it would work just as well.
I've had some pleasant dreams the past couple of nights. I dreamed there was a tiny bird that was struggling for its life, and I held it in my cupped hands and occasionally brought it close to a dish of water, from which it drank. We bonded and the bird healed, eventually.
Being without an article of clothing in a dream is actually kind of common. It may indicate feeling vulnerable or having your inner feelings or secrets exposed.
You're right about the first part having to do with my treatment at the hands of the permaculture gang. The latest things they've done are mindboggling to me. Their class was finally about to start, the one they were supposed to begin teaching in April. I had paved the way, obtaining special insurance and standing by to write them their first checks. But instead of submitting their invoices as they always have before, they removed me from the board and bank account and wrote their own counter checks for more than half of the Guild's total assets. That puzzled me, because I never have failed to give them a check for what they asked for in the past. In fact, I hand carried most of the checks to them since the post office has become so unreliable.
What they did next was outrageous. They stopped payment on another instructor's check for work he had already completed and they cancelled the class midway through it, cheating two Hispanic instructors out of their pay and the students out of 32 hours of instruction. And they told the students they must transfer to their class, which costs way more and that they would not receive a refund. One of the students is having a letter drawn up by an attorney but I doubt if anything can be done.
Wow, that sounds awful! I don't completely understand who holds what power there, or why they can boss you around like that. But if they've cheated instructors out of their pay and students out of their tuition, I would certainly hope there'd be some legal recourse. Are they associated with some larger organization that would frown upon such actions?That is a flaw of the movement. There really is no national or international governing body. What little there is is an old boys' network.
Hmmm. What kind of music was playing, in each case?
By the way, Tru says he's on an expedition to Antarctica. Intrepid adventurer!
Last evening I saw a TV news report about unhealthy and dangerous conditions in homes provided for the families of US military personnel who live on base. One soldier specified that his family had to move out of their home because of dangerous mold that was making his child sick.
Did they fly in via Delta Airlines? (a little gallows humor). ::)
:laugh: I hadn't even thought of that! Good one. Delta is the main airline out of Minneapolis. Bet they weren't too happy about having a variant named after them.
I have a poor friend who moved into a cheap apartment and had to move out because of mold.
I guess you could now say the Delta variant was read when you weren't. :-\
...I was going for a job interview at a very old-fashioned office where the secretaries were all seated at large desks arranged around a central area, with offices around the perimeter. Everyone in the office was dressed in dowdy suits and clunky shoes with crisp white shirts.
I was finally able to finish watching that movie last night. What really helped was seeing the comedy in it. That's what also makes my dreams so memorable too...seeing the absurdity of life and using it as a tool. I woke up to learn that it has been nominated for several Oscars.
But enough about me, back to your dream! I see two allusions to cannibalism in your dream: Armie Hammer and the monster. Does that connection sound meaningful to you, and if so what do you make of it?
Maybe with a side of fava beans?
Maybe with a side of fava beans?
I'm not sure what the connection to cannibalism and Armie Hammer is, and not sure I want to know.
So let's say my lover in the dream looked a little like a Ken doll instead.
So I think that the monster biting my chin means that sometimes my past actions will come back to bite me. Literally.
And a nice chianti. :laugh:
Much better, because a Ken doll apparently looks like Ryan Gosling and that's about as good as you can get!