School and Work

I dreamt that I was a nanny or house manager for this couple. They were a nice couple with one child. All with dark shiny hair. I was doing things well and they liked my work and me. At one point I was sitting on their bed with them and we were all calling a number to have something fixed.. the guy leaned over to pick up the phone but it also made it so the wife could not see my face and he kissed me. I quickly jumped up and said I had to attend to something else and left the house. When I left I was near some chain link fence near a school. It was the first day and I did not sign up for things correctly or missed something so that the day of school started and I wasn't prepared. I was running around wanting to figure things out, where to sign up for classes, where the classes were located, etc. Then I saw a class going on by a swimming pool and thought.. I don't know what my class is, but this one looks nice so I will just sit and take it. Maybe later I could change my morning class to that one. I sat there on the cement next to the pool and watched the instructor on the far side of the pool. He was instructing the class to do different floor exercises. I didn't much care for the instructor, but I was enjoying the atmosphere and people using their bodies. Then an instructor's helper came buy. A blond guy with not the shortest hair, but not long either.. he seemed like an energetic and happy person. I saw that he kept doing things with the pool and always around me. Then finally he sat down on the cement and did the exercises we were doing but kept looking over to me to see if I was admiring his skills. It turned out he liked me. I was thinking .. why me out of all the women there. So then somehow we are (him, myself, another couple, some other people) all at a house and going to stay there for a holiday. And he is very sweet to me, listens to me, plays and snuggles, etc. Was a nice feeling.

Then the next dream, I was on some sort of retreat with the people i work with. It was at a very fancy hotel in vegas (but nothing that exists). The hotel was beautiful and dark. Lots of dark red velvet, beautiful wood work, old style furniture etc. Our team would meet downstairs daily in this parlor. We had chairs all in a circle. We were given a project to come with a disertation? on a problem that needed a solution. We would meet for dinner regularly, have scotch after dinner in the cozy parlor, it was all very nice. We were in the dining room at one point and I needed to leave to use the bathroom. I went to the bathroom and it was all marble. All the stalls were busy though it seemed and all had men in them... and they were showering. So I thought I would try the men's room and found the same. So I went back and decided to go up to my room. I needed to go up a large staircase (very wide) but they were currently doing a fashion show/dance presentation on it. If you waited on the side you could be allowed to go up between dancers. The dancers were all very regal and confident, even the very young ones. A girl in a green dress went up successfully before me, but when it was my turn, it seems more dancers kept coming. I tried going up the side behind a man in the tuxedo who seemed to be in charge of the presentation, but for some reason my legs were not agile enough. I finally was able to go up because one of the dancers grabbed my hand to pull me up. He left his performance to talk to me upstairs. He spoke with a russian accent and wore a green full body suit with swirls of color on it and had a painted face. He was seemed unfulfilled in his work and then he looked out our hands. He said that hands were one of the oldest languages. That you could understand and communicate so much through the hands, but people have forgotten and they try and use intellect instead, which doesn't work as well. Then we spoke of things he could do to bring awarness back about hands. Later I went back to the parlor. There was another group meeting next to us that were all very nice looking men and all gay. One looked just like Tony Curtis and I wanted to tell him he should really play him in a movie. So I went to sit down with my group. Fritz (a current coworker) was supposed to be there, but he was on the second story of the room looking out a window and had some campy hat on. I didn't really recognize the others at first. I was sitting next to an older woman and she was very helpful and had good advice. She was also very calm like she knew herself well enough that no request of her was about failure or success, she would do what she her abilities would allow and that had to be ok. If it wasn't, it wasn't her problem. None of this in a rebellious or stubborn way, more of like it was a "truth." Later Kim (another current coworker) came down and she was very very nice. Also in the same mode as the women, but less so. Then I woke up.

landing on my feet

I was in some building and a guy was doing a performance. He was pretending to be a ventriloquist's dummy. He was very strange. Then I need to escape because I realized I was with bad people. I started to run and they ran after me. I picked up something that had fire on it and threw it at them and they guy said "great... now look what you did, it is too late now..." and I saw that there was gas leaking in places and the whole place was seconds from exploding. In my dream I felt like I was about to die... but I ran anyway. I ended up making it out of the building but then right out into more chaos. There were people running everywhere. I think the explosion caused some sort of damn or something to break and a wall of water was coming our way. Again I felt as if I was about to die but I ran anyway. I kept running over piles of broken pavement and rocks and I made it. Then I was running beside everyone else and there were these two girls I guess I was partnering with. We stopped and I took out a syringe. They looked at me and said.. I knew you were going to poison us. I was thinking .. huh?? But there was some agreement that two of the three had to die, we were going to choose who on the way and it was just accepted.. but I ran again... and made it.

Bombed building...

Old dream I found on some scrap paper...

I was in an old bombed brick building being taught a class. I was sitting on broken dishes and on pillars. We were watching a film through a broken wall. We were "inside" and we were looking through the wall to the outside where the film was projecting. I had to move material that was hanging from the ceiling out of the way to see the film. We had a bathroom break, so I went to use it and was in the handicapped stall. There was a security camera in there that was for in case anyone was hurt while in there...

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I was in Venice ... floating on a slab of cement in the canals. I didn't have much control of how I was floating or where. There was a floating ?? memorial of sorts. It was draped in curtains and there was a coffin inside. I didn't want to flow through because you were so close to the coffin and the dead girl inside. This girl was saying I had to go through it. .. yeesh.....