First a friend of mine was going to be taking photos in the city. I was there before he was and it had just rained, was all shiny and there were lots of buildings with windows and reflective surfaces, sparkling lights etc. I was excited for him because he likes this kind of photography and he would have so many good shots and I knew that they would be good.
* * *
I was getting ready for a friend's wedding. She had about 3 of us in it and her sister (the maid of honor) was going to be late. We all flew in to the country where she was getting married, so we were all in a festive fun mood. I was trying on the special slips that went under the dress, but the one I ordered was too big, so I needed to get another. I was a little worried because I wasn't sure where to find this kind of slip in this country with so little time left. We were all in a cab headed for where the bride was staying. They were having coffee in the kitchen and I remember a red toaster. She was in very good spirits. She had a strapless dress, in cream silk, that criss crossed at the bodice and then was somewhat full below with various folds.
* * *
I was back with an old company I used to work for. It started out that we were doing an event in a tropical country, but then it was that we were opening a new office there. I was in a huge suite at a very nice hotel. I was gone for a couple of days, and when I came back, all of these young kids (highschool to just in college) were in the place and had made a huge mess. They had heard it was going to be empty, so broke in. They had food all over the ground trailing to a back room in the suite. They all got up and started leaving... I said listen.. I don't have a job (reality popping in my dream), so it is not like I can afford this mess you created. Then I looked over at the liquor cabinet. It looked like a large nice china cabinet, glass encased, but bottles of very expensive liquor. They had opened most of the bottles and some were down to half empty. I would be charged for this too. Ugh...I grabbed one of them and said .. Give me your phone number! She was youngish, with long brown straight hair. She was scared and almost to tears. She gave me a number and then I said .. Now I'm going to test it. She looked even more scared... as if she gave me a false number. No one answered. Then I asked for her information. I let her know she wasn't going to get in trouble, I just needed someone to be witness that someone had broken in and that I wasn't responsible for the mess. Then I realized the office was meeting in my room that morning. I started calling for a maid, but then I see someone else did and the suite was filled with workers, desks and so on. It felt awful. Being stuck with the pushy manage, the yes men office people, the ..... rest of the office types. I so didn't fit. It was so much work to be around these people, that it took focus off of my work. I had to go for something outside of the room with some others. A class or a retreat or an errand?? We drove around the island. We were looking out over the edge of the road. It was pretty there, but we weren't going to be able to enjoy any of it. We had deadlines to meet, suits to wear, masks to put on for clients. Why did they all look like they were enjoying themselves? Like why would you want to go down to the water? Isn't it great being a XX executive? We had to go back to the main office and we were wondering how. I knew it was going back half way around the island, but with the many people not being able to listen. We didn't get far...
Monday, March 22, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
movie, spaceship, flying late
Catching up.....
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I was walking to a movie. Others seemed to be too. I then was walking or riding a bicycle and a guy that I knew was next to me. He had dark short wavy hair and seemed funny and I liked him. On the walk I find out he likes me too. We go to the movie together and sit together, then the movie is over. As we walk out I get this urgency feeling. I need to go get this bag. It is in the lobby. Something feels sneaky about it. I either don't want anyone to know what I'm doing because I'm afraid they will take the contents, ask me questions about it, or maybe what I'm doing is wrong. I'm not sure. This bag ends up being a big plastic bag and it is between racks of resale clothing. I dig through it and see baseball cards. I think... Jack will like these, I will save them for Jack. I know there is something worth something in the bag, but never find out what it is because I am in such a rush and still trying to hide it at the same time. I think realize I left my black wool coat somewhere. I'm a little frantic because it has all of my money in it as well as my passport, keys and phone. At that point I'm more worried about how I will contact that guy again than I am the money or the keys. An old black man that is the janitor/security guy at the theater asks me if he can help. He finds my coat and I'm relieved, but then anxious again. Not for what I have but for my actions. I feel bad with my secrecy and this bag I'm holding. And that I almost lost something important (this guy I liked), due to this need for the bag.
* * *
I'm riding in a spaceship. There is a captain (an attractive strong black woman dressed in almost late 80s business attire) and her side guy. A tall young thin fella who is a little quirky but nice. We are flying fast over the earth (but close over the earth). Either through floor screens or maybe the floor is translucent in places, we can see the ground skimming fast below us. The captain has to leave and wants me to take over the "driving." I am new and need to get used to this. You fly it partly by hand control, but otherwise by clearing your mind and letting it flow. You sort of think of where you are going, but kind of as hard as you have to think when you are jogging, you just do it. We start flying over Holland... I just miss hitting some windmills (the modern kind that are very tall) and I'm feeling a little uneasy about my flying skills... Then we fly over Denmark (lots of water etc.) Then there is a large city with a low center. Kind of a park in the middle of the city, but it has a stadium, museums etc. with large flat green areas inbetween. The people are all gathering. I am not sure if something good is happening or something bad. We hover there for a bit and then we fly again. I'm told we are seeking out a the white dragon. In my mind of course I'm thinking... for real? you kidding? but I know they mean it.
* * *
I am out with a friend. We are driving around. I think we are meeting friends for cocktails or something. Then we are at some sort of convention at a hotel. I have a boyfriend. A larger fella with short dark hair, casual business type attire. I really like him and visa versa. He is driving me now and we are in a flashy futuristic car. I think we are looking for some food to eat. Then my girlfriend and I are in a fast food place. I say I really want mexican food and she says.... hello! we are in taco bell! I say.... Ohh... yeah.. but I want a mexi-pizza.... which in the dream is at some other fast food joint. They are ordering and I can't decide what I want. I say... you know, my problem is I don't eat and then wait until I'm really hungry and then can't make a decision or make poor decisions. Then all of a sudden I need to get to the airport. My boyfriend is someplace else and he bought me a ticket that leaves in two hours. The problem is, my suitcase is at my friend Penny's which is 30 minutes away. I say I really don't need the clothes, but I want my toiletries at least. We rush around, not sure if I really get the suitcase or toiletries but then I'm outside the nice hotel again. I'm anxious to go to the airport, but then a woman drives up with a white airplane. It is small, old-fashioned, yet modern. It is as if they took an old Bugatti and fashioned it into an airplane (really cute). An old man says he can fly me and not to worry so much about time. We'll get there faster without all of the check-in/security/etc. routine. He is a nice old man and feels father or grandfather like. I relax.
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I was walking to a movie. Others seemed to be too. I then was walking or riding a bicycle and a guy that I knew was next to me. He had dark short wavy hair and seemed funny and I liked him. On the walk I find out he likes me too. We go to the movie together and sit together, then the movie is over. As we walk out I get this urgency feeling. I need to go get this bag. It is in the lobby. Something feels sneaky about it. I either don't want anyone to know what I'm doing because I'm afraid they will take the contents, ask me questions about it, or maybe what I'm doing is wrong. I'm not sure. This bag ends up being a big plastic bag and it is between racks of resale clothing. I dig through it and see baseball cards. I think... Jack will like these, I will save them for Jack. I know there is something worth something in the bag, but never find out what it is because I am in such a rush and still trying to hide it at the same time. I think realize I left my black wool coat somewhere. I'm a little frantic because it has all of my money in it as well as my passport, keys and phone. At that point I'm more worried about how I will contact that guy again than I am the money or the keys. An old black man that is the janitor/security guy at the theater asks me if he can help. He finds my coat and I'm relieved, but then anxious again. Not for what I have but for my actions. I feel bad with my secrecy and this bag I'm holding. And that I almost lost something important (this guy I liked), due to this need for the bag.
* * *
I'm riding in a spaceship. There is a captain (an attractive strong black woman dressed in almost late 80s business attire) and her side guy. A tall young thin fella who is a little quirky but nice. We are flying fast over the earth (but close over the earth). Either through floor screens or maybe the floor is translucent in places, we can see the ground skimming fast below us. The captain has to leave and wants me to take over the "driving." I am new and need to get used to this. You fly it partly by hand control, but otherwise by clearing your mind and letting it flow. You sort of think of where you are going, but kind of as hard as you have to think when you are jogging, you just do it. We start flying over Holland... I just miss hitting some windmills (the modern kind that are very tall) and I'm feeling a little uneasy about my flying skills... Then we fly over Denmark (lots of water etc.) Then there is a large city with a low center. Kind of a park in the middle of the city, but it has a stadium, museums etc. with large flat green areas inbetween. The people are all gathering. I am not sure if something good is happening or something bad. We hover there for a bit and then we fly again. I'm told we are seeking out a the white dragon. In my mind of course I'm thinking... for real? you kidding? but I know they mean it.
* * *
I am out with a friend. We are driving around. I think we are meeting friends for cocktails or something. Then we are at some sort of convention at a hotel. I have a boyfriend. A larger fella with short dark hair, casual business type attire. I really like him and visa versa. He is driving me now and we are in a flashy futuristic car. I think we are looking for some food to eat. Then my girlfriend and I are in a fast food place. I say I really want mexican food and she says.... hello! we are in taco bell! I say.... Ohh... yeah.. but I want a mexi-pizza.... which in the dream is at some other fast food joint. They are ordering and I can't decide what I want. I say... you know, my problem is I don't eat and then wait until I'm really hungry and then can't make a decision or make poor decisions. Then all of a sudden I need to get to the airport. My boyfriend is someplace else and he bought me a ticket that leaves in two hours. The problem is, my suitcase is at my friend Penny's which is 30 minutes away. I say I really don't need the clothes, but I want my toiletries at least. We rush around, not sure if I really get the suitcase or toiletries but then I'm outside the nice hotel again. I'm anxious to go to the airport, but then a woman drives up with a white airplane. It is small, old-fashioned, yet modern. It is as if they took an old Bugatti and fashioned it into an airplane (really cute). An old man says he can fly me and not to worry so much about time. We'll get there faster without all of the check-in/security/etc. routine. He is a nice old man and feels father or grandfather like. I relax.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
circus queen
I was in some strange place. I felt like I was just finishing up with some biz related conference, but it had a circus feel and they were starting to tear down the tents. They were blow up tents and we walked on two tone blue blow up fields. The rows of the fields were alternating tubes of light and dark blue. I was walking towards one yellow tent that was still up and had lights on. When I went in, it was more like a circus and they were having a joust or mini ?? team fight of sorts. I was on one team and it felt kind of light, I had no fear and it was easy. I ended up killing the other team's queen or it was our's, I'm not sure. I was worried at first that everyone would be mad at me, but they all cheered me and I was the next queen.
Saturday, March 06, 2010
little restaurant
I was getting flea bomb for my house. I went to one store... it was closing, then the next, it was closing. Then went to the last store to see if they had a flea bomb. I didn't see anything I was familiar with on this wall of dog shampoos etc. This girl I was with said Oh.. I always use this one. She was a coworker, nice friendly, and dressed in navy. I said I wasn't sure that was flea bomb... I'm used to the little can. Then a clerk came over and asked what I needed. I said... well, my dog is not at my place, so I thought it would be a good time to bomb the house. He said this is what we have... and showed me two options, and then said but I prefer this one. And he showed me this spray bottle that he would spray over something else that would make a mist. He said it is also better for the environment and the dog. I said I would take it. All of my friends were behind me either sitting or? It was almost like we were at a bar now. I went to the counter to pay. The clerk had reddish hair, a beard, a little scruffy, like a young urban hippy. He was very nice and laid back. He told me $6 something an I handed him some money. I saw that I accidentally gave him a $2 bill I wanted to keep and asked for it back politely and he said.. here ya go, and you might want to keep these too. He handed over a couple of slips of special paper. I forgot I had had them and had ignored them. I read the one saying it was a contest with the ability to win $100. I thought.. you are right... I'll keep these, thanks!... Then I read the next slip and it said I won $1. And I thought that was kind of a nice surprise. Then he said... oh and this one and he handed me another slip and I had one $500. I was so happy about the nice surprise I got up on a stool so I could lean over the counter and kissed him and screamed to the whole room. Later I was home and writing an email to a friend from DC. I was sitting on the floor with my laptop and it had a webcam. I started writing but then realized I needed to delete the auto pic it took because I had nothing on and he could see everything. When I double clicked it sent the mail. UGH. I went to see if it really sent... and then I immediately sent him an email apologizing and saying that it was an accident.. He said no worries and that was that. It didn't have to be a big deal.
Next dream
I was with some people and looked at this place.. it was all near the same area as the previous dream. This guy was saying this little restaurant was for sale. It was a little place I had always liked. It was tiny, with a little bar and in an older building. Actually most of it was bar with seating around the edges, but it seemed to always be packed. I ended up buying the place. I was a little nervous because of the risk. It was 15k, a great deal, so I thought... I should really give it a try. I came over to it although the deal wasn't formally closed yet. This friend of mine, old south american man (not a real guy in my life, but always someone I respected), was showing me the place. He walked me in... I looked around and then thought.. I should really stay outside until it is closed. I went out and there was a swimming pool. I sat at a table with my friend and talked. Maybe about that I was nervous, maybe him telling me things... It felt comforting what ever it was. Then I saw a guy walking up the way. He was a guy I had sat next to in 6th grade. I had a crush on him back then. He looked really old now and balding. I thought that I would get in the water and he could talk to my friend. I hadn't seen him since junior high. I was in the water along with a vw bug.. although it seemed to be more of a blow up car, but I guess it was mine and I wanted to hold on to it. They continued to talk and I was hoping he would recognize me or say something, but he didn't. I finally got out of the water and said hello, he still just wanted to talk to my friend. So I got dressed and finally my friend and I went into the restaurant. It was about to close and people were leaving. I guess they normally closed at 11p.m. As people trickled out I looked at the bar and equipment and immediately started thinking of what I would change... Do I want to get rid of the blended drinks so these old blenders are not taking up space... or are these some of the clients' favorites? I would have to see. I was excited to find out though. I saw some of the dishwasher's leave, and then an asian lady come to do the night cleaning. I went to put my things in a back room and thought I should change clothes to not get dirty, but all of my things felt tight. I hung them in this ?? not used closet that was really dirty and had a bag of chocolates. Was this why the clothes were tight? Then my friend came and said.. come see your kitchen and the back room, but don't hit your head, the ceilings are low. I said I should be fine... and with the restaurant too.. it has made it this long... and then he gave me a look of... don't be so sure... He was then in chefs clothes and I realized he had worked there and really knew the business. I was about to get mad at him and then he motioned for me to see the staff. The bar man that was sweet but probably couldn't get a job anywhere else, the little old chinese cleaning lady, the guys in the back... I could feel what he was saying with his hands. You are not taking on this business to make money, you are taking on this business to take care of this family here that started in this place. I then felt ashamed of myself for thinking of the the amount of $ .. Like $ would do anything for me, for my life... it was keeping these people together and safe that was more important.
Next dream
I was with some people and looked at this place.. it was all near the same area as the previous dream. This guy was saying this little restaurant was for sale. It was a little place I had always liked. It was tiny, with a little bar and in an older building. Actually most of it was bar with seating around the edges, but it seemed to always be packed. I ended up buying the place. I was a little nervous because of the risk. It was 15k, a great deal, so I thought... I should really give it a try. I came over to it although the deal wasn't formally closed yet. This friend of mine, old south american man (not a real guy in my life, but always someone I respected), was showing me the place. He walked me in... I looked around and then thought.. I should really stay outside until it is closed. I went out and there was a swimming pool. I sat at a table with my friend and talked. Maybe about that I was nervous, maybe him telling me things... It felt comforting what ever it was. Then I saw a guy walking up the way. He was a guy I had sat next to in 6th grade. I had a crush on him back then. He looked really old now and balding. I thought that I would get in the water and he could talk to my friend. I hadn't seen him since junior high. I was in the water along with a vw bug.. although it seemed to be more of a blow up car, but I guess it was mine and I wanted to hold on to it. They continued to talk and I was hoping he would recognize me or say something, but he didn't. I finally got out of the water and said hello, he still just wanted to talk to my friend. So I got dressed and finally my friend and I went into the restaurant. It was about to close and people were leaving. I guess they normally closed at 11p.m. As people trickled out I looked at the bar and equipment and immediately started thinking of what I would change... Do I want to get rid of the blended drinks so these old blenders are not taking up space... or are these some of the clients' favorites? I would have to see. I was excited to find out though. I saw some of the dishwasher's leave, and then an asian lady come to do the night cleaning. I went to put my things in a back room and thought I should change clothes to not get dirty, but all of my things felt tight. I hung them in this ?? not used closet that was really dirty and had a bag of chocolates. Was this why the clothes were tight? Then my friend came and said.. come see your kitchen and the back room, but don't hit your head, the ceilings are low. I said I should be fine... and with the restaurant too.. it has made it this long... and then he gave me a look of... don't be so sure... He was then in chefs clothes and I realized he had worked there and really knew the business. I was about to get mad at him and then he motioned for me to see the staff. The bar man that was sweet but probably couldn't get a job anywhere else, the little old chinese cleaning lady, the guys in the back... I could feel what he was saying with his hands. You are not taking on this business to make money, you are taking on this business to take care of this family here that started in this place. I then felt ashamed of myself for thinking of the the amount of $ .. Like $ would do anything for me, for my life... it was keeping these people together and safe that was more important.
Friday, March 05, 2010
baby cocoon
I was in a home with these people I didn't know, but in a way they were my family. There was a baby and they had him in a box. I went to pick him up... it was like he was a hmm I don't know how I got this idea, but he was in a garment/blanket that was like a bag.. but had hmm think of a flower that droops.. so the stem is at the top of the flower.. and then flower hangs down... so he was in something like that.... opened the garment and he was saying too light.. I could see him wince every time some light got on him and so I covered him back up. He was a moth baby (not sure where that came from but it was in the dream). I think moth's generally like light. ;) So I asked him if he wanted to be hung (by the top of the bag thing he was in)... I did it for a while.. then he started talking and talking. We went over to a quiet place (HUGE house) and it was up some stairs but we could look down into a big white room. There was a lecture going on about some large art pieces in the room. I can't remember what they looked like now. The boy and I just kept having a nice time (no longer a baby... he was small but could talk). I was thinking about him and wondered how he was doing now that he didn't have his cocoon around him. He seemed fine. We left that place and back to the main house. The family reminded me to get my boxes (I guess I received a present and it was in the boxes). I think I liked the boxes better than the present. They were black wood and very nice. So the boy and I kept talking. He was intelligent and I was thinking we had a special bond. He didn't open up to his family like this or anyone else and I enjoyed his company too. It was that feeling when you are totally comfortable around someone.
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