new experiences

I dreamt ..... I don't remember exactly the first part... something about a new home, a grassy hill, everything felt clean, possibly a little lonely, but good... just missing roots. New surroundings and new roots to be made. Then I was walking near a park that was new. I saw a friend of mine, LA, walking down it, looking happy and positive as always. I felt that I should count my blessings and be more like her. Appreciate what is there and not be sad about what wasn't there.

Then I was starting a new job. It was in a salon. I think I was to be a receptionist/office manager/assistant manager of sorts. The manager was there for a bit. She felt like a dense person. Not in a stupid way, but just her energy felt dense and weighty. She was saying this and that of what needed to be done that day and then she was off in a flash. The rest of us, a man, a couple of women... starting milling about, not really carrying out the orders, more that we were making sure we would be comfortable for the day... starting the coffee, someone setting out some leftover Christmas treats and so on.  A bit unprepared, but we didn't expect much business that day. A couple came in, I don't think they were clients though, nor employees. One sat in a tent like thing in the corner and they put their dog on the counter. It was a white Westie type dog, and I am not sure if it was a stuffed animal or if it was dead. All I knew was that it wasn't supposed to be capable of moving on its own. It was in a box and all of a sudden the box started levitating. I said ...uh.. your dog is floating, you might want to check it out, and then I let go of that situation. Then a woman was walking toward the front windows. She was a new girl there to do hair. I realized I recognized her. She worked in a salon where I had been a receptionist in high school. We exchanged hellos and ah has....

the stairs

I dreamt an ex boyfriend BW, called and I think I was going to drop something off of his, or pick something up of mine. I went to his place and he wasn't home yet, which I was glad. The place was dark, and I went to go do what I was supposed to do, hoping to finish and leave. I think I noticed something, was thinking something that made me pause or was looking at a tv, to where I was in a mini trance for a moment. I was holding on to a door jam and just sitting there. Then I felt a warm hand touch mine. I looked over my shoulder and it was him. He held my hand for a bit and asked me to come over. I had a container in the other hand and said that I should take care of this first and would be over. I don't know if I was buying time to figure out what he wanted, how I wanted this to go, or just scared of closeness altogether. I went to move and I spilled some of the container. I told him it smelled like chicken stock and he said ... yes, it is chicken stock, but with a tone that it was much more. I got a towel to clean it up. He said he really wanted to talk about something. I think I asked what and he made a gesture... about this... meaning he and I and our last talk. I was excited he wanted to talk and at the same time a bit mistrusting, that it would just be him wanting to say why we were not together, or something else that meant we were not right.

Then I was driving. It seems I had finished there, but I'm not sure we talked. All that I knew was that I felt very woozy. I went to go park at a mall where I was going to run an errand. I got out of the car and was walking down a sidewalk in heels. I could barely stay up without checking my balance. A man was walking up. At first I thought it was my photography friend BM, he looked older and not as healthy, then I realized it was someone I didn't know. He saw that I was having some sort of trouble and he thought that I had wanted to go down some stairs before him. I told him no, but he insisted saying he would take the way through the store. I should have taken the way through the store... as it would have led me to where I wanted to go without stairs, but I felt it was too late to change direction, I didn't want to keep moving forward.  I knew I could do it with concentration. I held on to the railing and started my first step down the stairs. They were metal and had a cut out pattern in them that you could see through, and get a heel stuck on. I was woozier than I thought. I was wishing I had just taken the way through the store now. It would have been simple, but i wanted to avoid him and something felt like cheating going that route. I held on tight and slid down to the step, heel to mid calf until I could feel the step. I carried on that way to the first landing. The second half of stairs had no railing, but it looked more solid. Cement steps instead of metal and I could see my destination, which made me feel more solid. 

The Red Book

I dreamt that I was helping a professor friend (BB) find some supporting info for a class if his. And so we went to the campus bookstore... A young, but knowledgeable kid was helping us and instead of looking for the "hard facts" information that he wanted, he kept reading quotes out of a book. They didn't seem related at first, but they were in a big picture, abstract theory sort of way. I asked him which book he was reading this from, and he held up a well worn book whose pages were detaching from the spine. He had to juggle to get the cover back around it and it was the The Red Book by Carl Jung.

new job

I dreamt I was in a large bed with two of my friends. I was just been hired to a new job, but it hadn't started yet. A woman who was very high up in the business showed up at my place. I was still in my pajamas and my friends were still in the bed. She had taken a keen interest in me and wanted to make sure I was ready for the job. She gave me a book and said that I would need to study this before starting. She went through and circled the important chapters for me. She also was going to set me up for an appointment with her?? hypnotist? or...?? some sort of healing person so that I would be better prepared. It was an expensive appointment. I felt honored that she was there helping me. Then she left. I then spoke to my friends saying.. oy! I can't believe she didn't say anything about us all being in the same bed. I wonder what she thinks??

Then I was leaving. I was going to go to a movie, but in order to go, you had to be in a long line. I had somehow been lucky and was at the front of the line, where others would have to wait for hours, if not a day or two to see a movie. I had left my place in line, because I realized my friends were not with me yet. Part of me wanted to jump back in line and part of me wanted to follow my gut.

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Then I dreamt that my friend AS, who is currently pregnant, was looking for some dresses. I thought that I might have something for her and showed it to her. It seems everything I showed her, she wasn't impressed with or had already had something similar. I had a blue dress that I could have offered her as well, but I kind of wanted to keep it for myself. I had a bit of an internal tug of war on whether or not I was being selfish, or if it was ok for me to keep the dress. 

can't buy me love....

I dreamt that I was a coworker, but I felt like I was either a boss.... or I was very involved in the concern of the work being done. So was I a boss? or needing to control the situation?? I was working with a guy (Sam from The Whitest Kids You Know). I was trying to make work fun. I had music, food and so on... he just seemed annoyed. I left the room to go do my own work and he closed the door. There was another coworker, a woman ... I could hear them talking and making fun of me. I had bought food for them. They said they were going to lunch instead and left. I went into the room and I saw that they had thrown the food away. 

book by its cover

I dreamt I flew to a vacation island. It was a place where Europeans tend to go.  There was a man and his son there in their speedos. I looked at the son and he was oddly shaped (not a human shape really). His head was the shape of a weeble wobble and he had a bit of a curved back.  I feeling fleeted over me that I felt bad for him due to his shape. Then I looked at his father. He was a larger, older version of the same shape. He had a smile on his face and eyes. He looked truly happy and pleased. I then felt relieved and happy for them both... and maybe even a bit ashamed about my judgement.

changing colors

I dreamt that I was in a locker room. We were all on our way, we being a bunch of woman and one transvestite (man dressed as a woman), to a class on tango. One person didn't seem to have the right shoes for her feet. I found some shoes, but they were a  heavy wooly felt in a blue gray color. They looked like a man's loafer. The man/woman said they wouldn't do and would slow down the foot, so he found a pair of tango shoes that were too large and they would make those work some how.

Then I dreamt I was going to a cousin's wedding or some sort of family/religious event. My stepmother was there and my dad. Actually, a lot of my family was there. We were in a small church that, in the dream, seemed to have been used for many of the family functions. It was pretty. Inside was all old, well stained wood that was ornate and dark from they years. Everyone was piling in and I was in the back. I think I was ... either trying to be helpful or trying to stay out of the way. Really, more or less, I was staying away from all and observing as usual. I had some things in a bag, maybe more appropriate clothing to change into. I went to the bathroom to change, but then I seemed to be wearing a white pant suit that was embroidered from head to to with birds and other things. It wasn't obnoxious as it was the same color as the cloth. I had to go to the bathroom and I was looking for an open stall. There was an older lady in there and she seemed to be smiling at me sweetly. It seems she knew how I felt, knew that maybe I was stressed and empathized with me with her eyes. I found a stall that had three toilets in it. I had to go so bad, I didn't care. I seemed to have missed somehow and actually was going in the pants. :-/  I took them off and rinsed them and wrung them out. They were now wrinkled. I thought if i snapped them a couple of times it would come out. It did good enough and I went to put the pants back on, but then I saw all of the birds were now black, as if the water changed the color. Then other parts started changing color. I didn't like it at first and then I thought it might be better because it would be less dramatic then wearing an all white suit to the function. It seemed to only change color on the back. As I went to put it on, which it now was a skirt, it changed to all of the colors changing on the front, and there seemed to be a flair to it and more colors of purples, reds and so on. I just needed to put something on so I didn't care at this point.

I looked back at the "business end" of the church. I told my step mom I had sat up there last time when we sang for something. She half acknowledged me but was busy with something else on her mind. Then I know there was something about a baby... a step grandma not being happy ... ??

fighting the dragon

I dreamt that I was in a different type of world I think, as I was a mermaid. I seemed to have had a mentor person. It was a woman who seemed older, wiser, stronger and possibly darker in her heart. At least she wasn't very soft and sweet feeling. But she was there to help me and I followed what she said without question. I felt as if I paused to analyze her directions, it would just be one second too late to follow them. We were swimming up to a place where you needed to belong to be there, and I didn't belong. There was a type of moat around the place, although all of the people and buildings were on both sides of the moat. She was telling me almost telepathically that I needed to be here and start belonging, but I needed to get passed a dragon in the moat. It was an underwater dragon, about the size of a human. She had me swim in one direction with her and then I had to go back towards the dragon and face it. I thought I would have to kill it or it me, but that wasn't the case. I just had to swim towards it, acknowledge it almost, but not get swept up by or bitten by it. I followed her instructions almost as if my mind wasn't with me... my adrenalin and desire took over and my body moved. I made it. I came out of the water in a blue strapless dress, the bottom was fitted and flared out, mermaid style. I felt empowered and majestic walking over the grass to the lights and the people.  

ultimatum

I dreamt that I was in a building. At first it felt like a fancy school and then a business. There were interesting rooms in the building and it was all unique architecture, with lots of stained wood. One room was an auditorium. My coworkers were filing into the room and I felt as if I might have been a bit late. As I walked in, I could see there was something going on. Some of the people were standing, some were sitting, but the room wasn't settled. There was a man facing the room from the side entrance. He was in charge, and not just as a boss. It seemed he was powerful, and in control of everyone's fate somehow. He offered a new contract to everyone, but it was more like an ultimatum. You choose the contract, or you choose ?? getting fired? death?  I hadn't had the offer yet, as the man didn't see me. A group of women refused his contract. It didn't feel like tragedy though, it felt like they freed themselves from this man. I was happy for them or at least admired their decision.  Then the man and I sat down facing each other. He had a case and opened it. It was full of gold square shaped plates (not food... ). It filled the case in a kind of curve, almost as if it was some sort of game where cards are fanned out. He was making an offer to me...

aliens landed

I dreamt I was in a home sharing a room with other people. Initially, I had my own room, but I had to move back into another one with two other people. At first I internally resisted, but once I was in the room, I felt fine. There was a woman there. Kind of ugly, masculine, dark hair, short.... and we were doing an odd experiment sticking things up her nose. It was a legitimate experiment that she wanted to do, not something mean. She had some other things in there, a rubber toy and last, a baby carrot. I felt that it wasn't going right and it made my stomach turn to do it. I noticed she was bleeding, but I wasn't sure how to retrieve the items. I went to go get the help of my friend BB, because it was his experiment and he had the tool. I liked knowing I could go to him.

Then I was flying... out of the house, away over some grass and over a small town. It felt good to fly. I had either forgotten that I could or just not taken advantage of it in a while. I landed on a street and then all of a sudden I heard something in the air. I looked up, finally... aliens had come. It was no longer an idea, a myth. They were real and it seems we had known about it because we had special ships in the air flying to fight them. They were white ships made of thin material. It seemed like cloth, but I remember it seeming extremely advanced. I was taking photos with my phone, and so was my brother. I was worried they would take my phone away as I don't think we were supposed to witness any of this. I saw one of the pilots look over, but he continued on with what he was doing.

end of the road

I dreamt that I was going to the beach with my dad. We took Hwy 99. There has always been a sign there that has two routes, one that goes through town and one that circumvents it. I've always gone through the town, but decide for some reason to take the other route this time. It lead to a hangar and it seemed the road stopped right at the building. I figured due to the size of the doors on the hangar, you must be able to drive through it. I went to the building and checked with the people. A tall blond woman said yes, you do drive through and pointed me to another large door on the other side of the inside of the building. My dad was talking to someone else in the building as I went to inspect the door and see what was on the other side. I opened it and the pavement only went a few feet and perfectly ended...  and there was a hedge that you couldn't pass. So you couldn't really drive through. It was the end of the road and would have to go back and start again. 

corner office

I dreamt I went back to work at my last place of work (b*m*l). I was working away, doing everything appropriately, not complaining or looking for things to complain about... but I realized I stayed off in the corner. Certain people didn't even know that I came back to work there. The CEO did, but he wasn't a talker. I decided I should go be social, so I went to put a dish in the kitchen and I could see the President walking around. I felt my stomach sink. For some reason, I didn't want to see him and I felt that he didn't want to see me. 

convention

I dreamt that I was at a retreat. It felt very "done" as in it was very organized, hyped, and so on. The speakers had lots of energy and poise, almost in a 1980s sort of way. They looked the part, sounded the part, dotted their i's and crossed their t's, had all the right swags and details. I was curious, it seemed like it would be fun either way. I enjoyed the idea of being the one who could sit back and be lead through the day. My friend ASh was there. She looked as though she was enjoying the idea too. There were two main leaders. A perfectly dressed man, with a perfect physique, hair, face and posture and a woman, who was similar, but had a bit of ?? hmm she was tall, and looked like she was on a mission, the ring leader.  We were all currently sitting on the roof of a building. It was sunny out and it seemed as though the set was going to change a bit the next time we saw it. It didn't match the perfect of the rest of the scene.   The session broke and we all walked through the halls or lobby or where ever it is that we were. Everyone seemed to hustle and bustle to the next thing. I was exploring and enjoying the energy of the event and the surroundings. I loved hotels and conventions. Then I saw that the next session was about to begin. I forgot that we were to have supposed to showered and dressed up for the next session. I gathered my things and ran to find a shower. I went to several and it seemed they were all occupied.  I could see that some of the women were almost done, but I couldn't rely on them hurrying and I didn't want to test my patience. I finally found a shower room just as ASh was about to get there. I told her I would hurry. It seemed that it was open to a stair well and more.. but that seemed normal. I kept trying to put my things down and I could see that the female announcer had her dresses in there. It looked like she would be doing several costume changes at this event. They were full length strapless gowns, a red one, yellow and kelly green. I heard something over the speakers and the event had started. They had screens all over the lobby and I had a small screen in the bathroom of the event. I was wondering if I should just watch from there or if it would be appropriate to walk in mid session. I didn't want to be a target for this woman. I started noticing some other things... can't remember now... which made me think this was an odd event. I felt as if they were starting something... , gathering followers, it didn't feel right and I wanted to make sure ASh knew.

epoxy church

I dreamt I was with my mother in a church. The ceilings were huge and domed. It felt clean, 1950's like.. It felt like my grandpa was there. The ceiling was so high and lofty and lots of light poured in, but it was an epoxy ceiling. I thought it was odd in the first place to use a material like that in a church. I thought it was kind of a cost cutting product. Also, it didn't looked finished. I said.. look.... there is a grid and places where you could see the mold lift, other places where it is perfectly smooth. I would have thought if they left the grid framework, it was so they would do carvings or ornate ?? somethings in between ... and if not, they would have made it perfectly smooth. It felt unfinished... It felt cold... It felt fake...

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wine rules

I Dreamt I was at someone's house. This woman was a strong personality, probably wore the pants. She had long straight blondish hair, older, and seemed to have not time or desire for fixing herself up and/or being feminine, but she was nice and attracted people to her due to her strength and you felt comfortable around her. What you saw was what you got.We were moving clothing around on racks outside of the room where they belonged. Either they were redoing that room, or she was going through the clothes. I was trying to see which order to put them back in and which ones interested me. I think she was giving some of them away. I would pick up a top or?? and hold it in front of me at the mirror, trying to mix things that I normally wouldn't to see if I would come up with some new style or idea. Nothing seemed to work. Also, when I would look in the mirror, it looked like something that I had tried on at the beginning, was still on, but it was a cushion of sorts. It was big and square and on my back and it made me look awkward and cartoon like so I couldn't really get a clear idea of the clothes I was trying.

Then we were all on the couch. She was telling me about some wine, and she couldn't remember something about it, but she was told she could never bring it in the living room. Not for cleanliness reasons, it was more like it had some sort of rule or spell on it and if she brought this particular bottle into the room, it would mean bad luck. So we all went into the kitchen and then some more people came over. They were going to redo her floors. It all started to happen so fast, but I saw the destruction materials flying out the door... old floor and some sheet rock and so on.

bad boyfriend

I dreamt that my mom had a boyfriend that is actually a boyfriend of a friend of mine (PS's boyfriend CB). I knew he was bad. I'm not sure if I had a gut feeling or evidence, but I knew he was up to something and using her. I wasn't sure what to do though. If I told her so, she would defend him and make things worse, so I was stuck.

swim suit

I dreamt that I needed to get a swim suit. I knew this store was having a sale, so I decided to go in. Something about it felt like you had to be part of some special group to be in there. Not a formal group, so much as a ... we are snow boarders... or we vacation in the SW .... or?? something along those longs, a group of people that have similar habits and activities. I wasn't from that group and could feel it going in. I didn't feel uncomfortable though, just out of place. I went to the swim racks. I tried on one suit. It was much too big and I realized it was for older ladies. It has these odd flaps on the side near your thighs to cover them. I didn't think it was a good idea, even if you did have bad thights... they looked like whale gills. Then I think I found a red swim suit and it was only $22, a steal now days. So I was going to get that one, but then I left the store for some reason. I was telling some people that I found a suit, and I probably should have purchased it right then. But it was one of those things... do you buy something if it is a good deal, what you were looking for... but it still doesn't feel right?