ocean Depp

I dreamt I was an actress. At first it seemed I was in a class again. I looked over and there was Johnny Depp. I'm  not sure if he was just sitting in or actually taking the class. He was being nice. I felt like he was kind, helpful and wanted to help me specifically. It made me feel special. Then the group walked out on to the beach. It seemed it was dusk. We were having an practice outing or a performance, I'm not sure. The waves were stormy and high and we were all in the ocean rolling with the waves. The sane (or maybe fearful) part of my brain said we should all get back to the beach because these are the kind of waves that pull you under. The other part of my brain, the part that knows if I want to "live" life, and move forward, I needed to be out in those waves. We were out there, swimming, floating and spinning in the waves as a group and it was thrilling. I felt alive and part of something. Then it was time to come back in. I saw a friend of mine (KM ..actress in LA). She was kind of helping me out as well. Showing me the ropes. 

levels

I dreamt I was in a house that was moving down the road. My friends (BM, PC and JR) were there. BM was being pleasant. We were all going to sleep and just had a blanket on the floor to sleep with. BM had extras and said to use some of his for cushion. He started talking about business and something he had discovered.
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I dreamt I was either a border or an assistant at this house. I never really felt at home there. I felt in the way like a servant or as if I was a cousin that had to stay with the family, and wasn't really wanted. The man of the house was Jeff Bridges. He wasn't there at the moment, so I thought I would make myself useful. I stayed in a room a level up from the main floor. Not quite another floor up, but high enough to have half a case of stairs up to it. I had nothing left to do up there, so I came downstairs. There was a door above the fridge in the kitchen so I decided to take a look. It needed organized, so I organized it and it was much better. You could see through the attic to another room and hallway. It was on of the sons. He did most of his living up there. The attic part I organized I couldn't really fit in, I could just organize things from the ladder. Then Jeff Bridges came home and went to the upper level. He sat Indian style on the floor and looked through things. I was standing aside anxiously. That feeling you get when you want to be productive and would be if you knew what to do.

elephant assigment

I dreamt that I was in a classroom of sorts. The class was working on a writing assignment. It was a casual feeling class, as everyone was sitting somewhere comfortable, desks askew and people sitting how they liked. The assignment was to write about the one thing that stopped us from our dream. Each of us was given a paper quill. It was a sheet of paper rolled into a narrow cone with a quill at the tip. I was trying to write with it, but the quill kept pushing back in to the paper cone. I new I could play with it a bit to get it to work, but I wanted to get a better idea of the assignment before the instructor left the room. The instructor was an older Indian man. He was nice, but also matter-o-fact. More black and white than emotional. It was good because he could get the point across quickly and didn't let you have excuses. I brought up the paper that I was supposed to write the assignment on. It was three horizontal rectangular pieces of hand made paper. Each had a large elephant on it with a baby elephant behind it holding the larger one's tail. We were supposed to write the thing that held us back and I'm assuming how it affected us etc. One idea on each sheet. For some reason this was not a simple task to me. I couldn't figure out what to put. He explained it again, identically as before, and I was trying to relate to him that I understood what was needed, but mine wasn't that simple. I stopped to think where I was "stopped" in my life and I realized all of me was stopped. I wasn't allowed to think, feel, hold my face in a funny way, express myself, do good, do bad, enjoy myself, pout or breathe. These three sheets and 6 elephants were not enough to express everything. I didn't have a little issue to work on, I needed a full life reset. I couldn't even pick the "most important" one as they were all one big issue. A friend of mine from high school (SK) was there. She wasn't necessarily the best in school, but she had a quick and easy time with the assignment. I sat there kind of paralyzed and excited at the same time. I didn't know what exactly to do next, but I was glad to finally see...

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Then I dreamt that I worked in a building across from another building. I'm not sure what the business was, just that it felt comfortable, that I liked my coworkers and that there was a pleasant feel. I saw things happening across the way at the other building and I didn't understand it all. I wanted to see more. I walked over and saw that their front door wasn't locked. I walked in. I found I was able to walk through the whole place without them knowing I was there. There were just a few women that worked there. I thought it was a little dangerous that anyone could walk in and they were not even curious. I walked to the back. I felt like there had to be some trick door or something in the back. There was just  stairwell. It looked like it went down, but I'm not sure to where. I let them know how easy it was to do this and maybe they might want to at least lock the front door. They then showed me that their building was connected to an office supply store. It was large like a warehouse. I thought it looked like fun. 

Asian race car

I dreamt that I was in Asia somewhere... not sure where. I was with an Asian guy that was supposed to race a car. We were in an underground parking lot that led into a store. I didn't know why we were there until he stole a car. It felt like he "had" to do it. I didn't feel that way, but he knew he needed to take the risk, and felt that it was ok to do, although knowing it was "officially" wrong. We jumped in the car and took off, which ended up being a van that was loudly painted in bright colors and Asian writing. There is no way we could really hide this van. We drove quickly down the freeway and then pulled into a small local market. It was close enough to where it was stolen and the parking lot was lower than the street, that I felt we could almost pull this off. We went into the store and my brother was there with his wife. I'm not sure if I told them what we did, but it seemed he knew we were not trying to get attention, that we were focused on something else besides picking up some vegies. We walked through the areas trying to look normal. I picked up some small tomatoes and paid for them. I was holding them in my hands. I wished I had put them in a bag to look like everyone else. As we went through the register area, I showed the older man that I had paid for him and he nodded and was fine with it.

exposure

I dreamt I was in a hotel room. I had gone for some event that had to do with rodeo or horses. There were others around that I had went with in other rooms. I felt this need to hide so I could get ready. I felt that I wouldn't be given a chance to get ready or that I would be criticized for what I was doing, as I was doing it. I found a room where someone had already checked out and went in there to finish up. I was hurriedly getting ready when someone walked in. It was a maid. She asked if it was my room and I was honest and said no, but that I had been staying in another room and decided to use this one instead as I knew the person that had checked out from it. She decided she need to call authorities, so I packed up and left... the whole time feeling anxious and exposed.

Then I dreamt I was in a retail store. I think I worked there. They sold clothes. I felt very watched and although I was doing a good job, I felt under scrutiny...

Then I dreamt I was getting ready again, this time in a friend's basement where I was staying or renting to work in or?? I felt I had to get ready in hiding again. It didn't feel good. Then someone came to my door. It was a man that is an actor in Hell on Wheels, the Dutch guy. In my dream he was a hypnotist that I know (British guy). He came in and I felt uncomfortable. Why was he here? I had nothing for him. Maybe he was here for my friend. I opened the door and he said he was there to learn and experience more psychic ?? stuff. I was confused as I thought he was very scientific and not into it at all. I in the dream I was a kind of expert on it, but my friend upstairs felt she was too. Part of me wanted to just send him to her. What if he was just asking to poke fun? 

all thumbs

I dreamt we had found another Earth type planet. People were milling around and being critical on how it doesn't have this or that. I was frustrated. I said... "Do you know how lucky we are we found this planet at all???? We are lucky to be alive?? Make the best of it!"

Then I had another dream about a guy I met a while back from Isle of Man, SM. He was being nice and friendly as if we were old friends and we were chatting, he was cooking. Then we sat on the couch and he kept poking fun at me verbally and then literally poking fun at me with his foot. I was laughing and trying to get away... then I realized he had a thumb growing out at a right angle to his heel.

the whole fam damily

I dreamt about a mix of things. It isn't all sorted in my head yet. But I've never had a dream with so many people I know in it before... friends PC, RP, BW ... family CC, SC, BC, PC, GC ... and possibly more.

In one part I was in a store/building. I was supposed to be preparing someone for death and then they died and making sure things were handled after. I felt like my heart was in the right place and I did the right things. But my friend PC came and my mom and RP and I felt as though they thought I didn't do everything appropriately. I knew the person that died was ok with what had happened, so I was just trying to deal with feelings of being disrespected by people who were not there, did not experience it and so didn't really "know." They just knew what they were seeing after the fact. They continued to finish up the duties and I helped in the room tidying up.

Then I was at a house. Not sure if it was one of my parent's house or not. I was in a shed and looking at all of the old things that had piled up. I think it was a mix of old grandparents' and great grandparents' things. I was excited to treasure hunt, clean up things and so on. I went back in the house for a cloth and my dad was in there. Out on the door step were my nice clothes. Mainly business clothes for work. I yelled why were they out on the wet doorstep to get ruined? My mother appeared and said they were not put away, so she got them out of the way. Another feeling of disrespect, but instead of the mild feelings I felt at the death scenario, I felt inferno angry.. I yelled at the reasons why this wasn't ok and part of me felt weak and teared up... why? why would she cause this frustration. Then my mind went immediately to why did I do to create this situation. I did leave the clothes out, I didn't trust them as well, I was doing things in a sneaky way.... pot/kettle/black...