monk planet

I dreamt I was in a space ship /hover craft over a plant of monks. Tibetan monks... in orange clothed robes. I felt so lucky to see their lands and homes. It was beautiful, green and untouched besides walkways and small homes. I was in a strange spot on the space craft that was flying over but, I felt blessed again in that I was in the only position that could see what I was seeing as well.  Then later I was dreaming that I landed on that planet with a good friend. We tried to go undetected as we were not supposed to really be there. and then found an opening to the "visitor/tourist" part of their land. There was a small tourist village with things to buy and to eat. It felt very contrived but at the same time more comfortable than being in the place where we didn't fit.

baby baby

I dreamt that I was given a baby, that was mine. It was a chubby boy baby that seemed happy and healthy enough. I was thinking.. how embarrassing... I didn't know I was pregnant. What will I tell people? And the immediately following was the feeling of I have no choice, just roll with it. I would tell people that is why they hadn't seen me in a while because I was hiding the baby bump, although in the dream I never really "carried" the baby. I didn't know who the father was and in my dream I didn't even think of it. It seemed like it was just my project that I created and would take care of. There was a man in my dream, he was setting up a room for me. I felt like I sort of knew him, but not really. He was nice.. I knew that he kind of liked me and would take care of me if I wanted. It all felt comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. I didn't like this part of me exposed, but at the same time, I was forced into a position and I didn't have to think about it, just do.

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I had another baby dream last night. This time I think I was watching someone else's baby girl. I was holding her with the same detachment as I was the baby boy in the previous dream. Like I knew she was a living thing that I needed to care for, but otherwise, she was just a thing. I had to go to the store for some supplies for her. I went in and was looking around ... I had a backpack (actually it was BW,s gray and orange backpack), and other items. I went to the register to pay and was going to put the baby down so I could find the money, and realized I had left the baby in the car. I went running outside and there was a crowd of women all scowling at me. I tried to explain that my hands were full and that it was a mistake and I was only gone seconds. They didn't seem to care, but they didn't call the police and I was happy to flee. Although it wasn't exactly a fleeing. One woman went with me in my car. I was driving and she was in the passenger seat. I was explaining more of my reasons and I could feel that she was judging me. I then recognized her as someone I knew. She paused and didn't seem happy that I knew her past, as if she lost some of her judging power because I was trying to bond.  I looked in the back. I had left the baby on the back seat floor and she was crying. I tried to sooth her and knew we had a corner to turn and we would be home. Home was my mother's current house. The whole thing felt awful. I felt like I had failed, that I was selfish, that I couldn't even do something as simple as watching a baby anymore. 

flying apple

I dreamt I was on my way somewhere with a man from the middle east. We were not very familiar with each other, but at the same time, we had a level of comfort as if we did either know each other or had similar values or goals. There was an excitement we both shared about something that kept us bonded. We went to a parking lot under a bridge. It was a mess of cars and we found the one we would be using. It was a bit of a mess and I think it even had a broken window. As I was getting in, I looked over to some traffic lights in an intersection. They were the kind that hung from a wire between poles. There was an apple vine of sorts going across it. I pointed it out to him so he could see how beautiful it was, and I kept exclaiming on how perfect the apples were. I could feel the appreciation rising from my belly to my chest and then phwoom! an apple flew over in my direction, bouncing off the hood of my car into my hand. My mouth dropped open and I looked at him and thought how fortunate! The apple was as crisp and delicious as it looked. I was amazed. Then I realized I needed to go start up an old white car behind me. I went back to the car, gave it a good couple of tries with no success. I then shrugged my shoulders as I didn't have a solution and went to get back in my car. Then an engineer friend called me at that second to tell me how to start the car.

lobby

I dreamt I was in some sort of lobby. It felt like a hotel, but I think it was an apartment. I say I think because although it felt like apartments, and I lived there, I didn't feel familiar with the place, or how to go about finding things, where transportation was and so on. The elevator was in the center of the lobby. It was old an ornate... victorian mixed with art deco, dark metals and wood and in the center of a lobby that was colored in plum and wine colors. It was luxurious looking, yet still old and small scale, so it didn't feel too grandiose. More like you would smell old smells while kind of appreciating the design. I was coming downstairs to meet someone. I don't remember who, or why. There were women in the lobby and men. I felt they all knew what they were doing and where they were going as I pretended to know by milling around. It felt awkward.

quiet men

I dreamt I was at some hotel thing. It was for work I'm thinking. I was there for a reason with people I wouldn't normally spend time with. I don't remember much of this part. Later in the dream I was walking down a street I used to walk when I was in grade school. It was a quiet street, wide and not lines painted on it. I think only older people lived on it because all of the lawns were manicured and I never saw children coming out of them. I was walking along when I realized a man was following me. He was slightly hefty and bald. I could feel that he was smart  and intent on his purpose, so I wouldn't be able to easily get away. I would walk down one street, back in through a alley and so on, and he was on my every step. I ducked into a house and somehow lifted myself up above the door jam. My plan was to just attack him as he walked in. As soon as I moved up, I saw a taller man right behind him. It was as though his mind was not only able to read mine, but he could manifest whatever he needed immediately to thwart my next move.