Found this one on scratch paper.
Dreamt I overwatered my plants... my favorite plant that had lived the longest came out without its roots.
Then met this guy, work related, chubby, nice. I picked up my friend from Chicago in a small white car with the top down. We were driving downtown at night in it. Something about a concierge... Her luggage barely fit in my car. She complimented my luggage to the chubby guy. He was ready to compliment me on everything.
3/13/09
Woke up with the song Auld Lang Syne in my head. Looked it up.. had no idea it was Scottish.
I dreampt about working and being able to see a parade from the office window. Everyone was celebrating. I was leaving for lunch and was going to find some nice or special place to go. Then this quieter woman in the office got my attention. A small older black woman. She said the sandwiches in this shop are nice. I cringed on the inside because it looked like a cheap little corner market, but I went inside because I didn't want to hurt her feelings. There were all kinds of white bread sandwiches cut on the diagnal so you could see what kind they were. Ham, turkey, chicken salad etc. but they all seemed to have red jello in them. Then I spotted and egg salad with no jello. I found myself excited to eat it, having forgotten how much I liked egg salad. And then I thought ... what a nice, simple and affordable thing to like.
Then I had a dream ... I remember a dad ... a young girl I was helping.. and walking down stairs..
3/17/09
Had a dream about Sascha (friend from germany). He and I traveling. We saw Daryl Hannah with her mother. I was pointing her out to Sascha. Another about an ex's Dad.. he was smoking pot... Another I was working in a company. Mechanic?... Felt nice... family like
3/23/09
Dreamt that I was in some tiny car on a rail. Almost like a ride or old coal mine. I was with a child and we were heading straight for a wall... very fast. There was nothing we could do. I put my arms around the child to protect it as much as I could and at least to hide its eyes. Just at impact, we rolled some other way, we were fine. I started crying out of being scared/shocked and happy.
3/25/09
Dreamt that Michele (Italian guy) was an Oak Tree and I could felt close to him as a tree and love him. Also had a dream this curly haired blond guy was trying to get me to do yoga saying it was important or things would not go well. And then spiders (2) came after us. Then when I woke up, I looked at my white wall and saw a dark shadow about the sie of a small apple crawl up the wall. FREAKED me out!
4/3/09
Dreamt that I saw Peter (old friend of mine's husband) and was "ok" but funny feelings. And Dan, a guy that worked at Rodgers. I was topping by to say hi and they were looking at me like "get over it"..."move on" ... "We have." (this was after I had been going through a box of old letters and cards)
6/12/09
Dreamt this friend from NYC (d.j. anthony), was trying to get cozy with me and I didn't want to - so he thought I wasn't interested... Another ... was given a blue bird and it was so sweet. It was round and fluffy and snuggled right under my chin. I was looking for a place to put it but there was just a cage with a parakeet and the parakeet was mean. I thought they would fight, but the parakeet became sweet when it was around that bird. ... Another ... some unknown thing was pulling my blankets away but then grabbed me - wrapped me in the blankets and was moving me from one room to the next. I tried screaming and no sound came and then finallyh it did and I woke up. Rare that I can scream in my dreams.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Paintings, play and new sun hat
I think my dream started in some sort of class... but I know there was?? some guy there too.
Then I was walking on the beach at night, flipping through a painting book (like a book you would paint in or something...). I was looking at paintings of scenes in the rain, people in the rain... it was a bit abstract/stylized. I was thinking .. did I paint these??? Then I was meeting my brother and his wife just off the beach to go to a play. These young, hip Japanese people were outside saying... "great play, you should really go..." So we went inside to buy a ticket. I was wondering if I looked ok since I was walking on the beach and in my dream I was unaware of what I was wearing. I looked in a reflection and saw I was in a nice dark plaid wool coat and a wool cap and my hair actually look stylish. Then we went in the building and we were looking for the actual ticket counter since part of the building was a library and part was a museum. The book of paintings turned into a newspaper and I was looking around for where I could rcycle them, but couldn't find a place.
At the end I was with Tessa and I was all excited because I was wearing my new sun hat. It was white and actually fit. It was almost loose... but.. fit. ;) (I just bought one online last night... I have a big head). ;)
Then I was walking on the beach at night, flipping through a painting book (like a book you would paint in or something...). I was looking at paintings of scenes in the rain, people in the rain... it was a bit abstract/stylized. I was thinking .. did I paint these??? Then I was meeting my brother and his wife just off the beach to go to a play. These young, hip Japanese people were outside saying... "great play, you should really go..." So we went inside to buy a ticket. I was wondering if I looked ok since I was walking on the beach and in my dream I was unaware of what I was wearing. I looked in a reflection and saw I was in a nice dark plaid wool coat and a wool cap and my hair actually look stylish. Then we went in the building and we were looking for the actual ticket counter since part of the building was a library and part was a museum. The book of paintings turned into a newspaper and I was looking around for where I could rcycle them, but couldn't find a place.
At the end I was with Tessa and I was all excited because I was wearing my new sun hat. It was white and actually fit. It was almost loose... but.. fit. ;) (I just bought one online last night... I have a big head). ;)
Monday, July 13, 2009
Baby food
Dreamt I was moving and my brother was at the same time, somehow from the same place. He wanted to pack stuff in my moving trucks because he didn't plan ahead and get one. I was like..."no, mine's packed." It wasn't but it was getting there. And I was a little irked that I should have to give up a convenience that I worked/planned for when Mr. Grasshopper didn't. My mom was with us and doing some ..."remember this?... and remember that?..." Then I was at the ocean with my dad and step mom. It was very steep to get to the actual water, but it looked so nice and I was excited to be in it. There was one section that the water came up higher in a safeish area, so I went over there to dip my feet in. There were things that would get stuck in these posts that were stuck in the ground. Some old swim suit catalog etc. Then I was with my aunt and she wanted me to help feed this baby (who I guess was my cousin's baby). So my aunt took hot water off the oven and poured it over an adult flake cereal and mixed lettuce. She also had some over ripe apricots cut up... in case the baby wouldn't eat it. And then a bowl of a left over mexican chili bowl, if the baby didn't eat those. Was horrible. The baby wouldn't eat it. I dumped it all in the garbage and was going to make at least just mushy flakes for the baby. I went upstairs to do something... came back down.... and it was like the house was a bit of an office (almost police/fbi). The agents were all over. I worked for them in a way since I worked in the house. My aunt saw me and said she was amazed that I got the baby to eat. I decided to zip my lip. The baby would make it known when she was hungry later. I left on my way... Which ended up being some sort of office in a big building. I shared an office with a couple other guys. T-shirt and shorts wearing, not focussed on work, kind of guys. I was about to leave for lunch or something and one of them followed me. I could tell he wanted to ask me out, which made me want to walk faster down the stair well.... he put me in a headlock and half dangled me over the edge of the stairs and then asked me out. Hmm... I was very stern and said "not funny!" And didn't talk to him the rest of the way down. And was a bit happy inside now that I had the perfect excuse to say no to him. On the way down the stairwell, there were locks on each rung of stairs. They were made by artisans at a local college. We were unlocking each one as we went down. Some girl came down behind us all annoyed. "Do we have to do that now?? I haven't unlocked locks here in 20 years." Then I was even happier and just ran down the stairs to the floor where my car was parked and... woke up.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Shed, bulls and mini-scalp
My first dream ... I saw a group of people (like 4 or 5) all huddled together and they were being pushed together by bulls. The bulls completely surrounded them... A bull from a distance was getting ready to charge the group which would kill them all.. All of the bulls had large horns (that no real bull would ever have). They had the lines of a ram and they encompassed the top part of the head. So the bull starts charging and then a different bull comes up just before he is about to hit, and jumps on top of the group, protecting it and rams the bull away... the people are so squeezed in... one woman comes out of the group from under the bull... and squeeezes out. Almost seems like childbirth... And it is a nice feeling to be free but at the same time a painful one.
Next one, I'm in a town, it is darkish. I group of men are walking down the main street (dirt road). All of the people in the town have already been killed. These men all wore black, long hair, and appeared to be native american... but some sort of dark group/gang. I knew if I stayed where I was behind a building... they would be able to easily catch me and kill me. So I needed to go out across the street and up this hill. In doing that, I would be seen. So I ran across the street...and I could sort of think myself up and fly a bit. So I did this awkwardly up the hill until I reached the top and ran into a house. The main guy was already up there and had me cornered. I knew I was going to die, so we walked towards each other. He was very tall.. I came up to his chest. He pulled out a large knife and said "I apologize that I have to do this" and he took the knife towards my head and cut off a piece of skin and hair... It was all bloody. He had done this to save me.. make it looke like he killed me. Then it was like we (he and I) moved into another world where we traveld together, went to some old market. I was looking at beads and kept rechoosing. Talked to some other people and they were talking about schooling etc. I don't remember much... but it felt like just living ...
The last one was of my highschool boyfriend. I was going out to meet him. I was in his house and he wasn't there... he was outside and knocked on the window for me to visit him in his workshop. I walked in and he had this large workshop... and within it a little raised shed of sorts with sliding glass doors on both sides (almost taking up the whole wall) and windows on either end. He would sit in there and talk to friend, work on little projects.... hide away
Next one, I'm in a town, it is darkish. I group of men are walking down the main street (dirt road). All of the people in the town have already been killed. These men all wore black, long hair, and appeared to be native american... but some sort of dark group/gang. I knew if I stayed where I was behind a building... they would be able to easily catch me and kill me. So I needed to go out across the street and up this hill. In doing that, I would be seen. So I ran across the street...and I could sort of think myself up and fly a bit. So I did this awkwardly up the hill until I reached the top and ran into a house. The main guy was already up there and had me cornered. I knew I was going to die, so we walked towards each other. He was very tall.. I came up to his chest. He pulled out a large knife and said "I apologize that I have to do this" and he took the knife towards my head and cut off a piece of skin and hair... It was all bloody. He had done this to save me.. make it looke like he killed me. Then it was like we (he and I) moved into another world where we traveld together, went to some old market. I was looking at beads and kept rechoosing. Talked to some other people and they were talking about schooling etc. I don't remember much... but it felt like just living ...
The last one was of my highschool boyfriend. I was going out to meet him. I was in his house and he wasn't there... he was outside and knocked on the window for me to visit him in his workshop. I walked in and he had this large workshop... and within it a little raised shed of sorts with sliding glass doors on both sides (almost taking up the whole wall) and windows on either end. He would sit in there and talk to friend, work on little projects.... hide away
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