map

I dreamt that I was about to get on a plane with some people. We were going on some sort of adventure, had a purpose to our trip besides fun. I had a map with me and when I went through security they thought it was suspicious. The security guard took the map and spoke to his supervisor which was a woman. She had dark brown hair and was short and stocky with a stern look. It was as if she was looking for trouble. As they unfolded the map, it opened to large and flat, and seemed to have a bit of a 3-D hologram affect. You could see the topography, color and what was under the land as well. What caught the supervisor's eye was the heat sensory information that the map showed that was under a mountain. I don't think it was natural, like magma. I think the red heat represented something that had been done or would be done by man.

When they first took my map, I had asked to go to the restroom. I had a gut feeling something was going to go wrong with this and as I walked away I heard her say that I shouldn't have this map if I was innocent. This map meant I was connected to whatever dark thing the red was related to. I hurried to the ticket counter thinking I should get straight to the plane with the time I had bought. The older counter person fumbled with my ticket, but I knew not to rush him. As soon as the ticket was in my hands I rushed towards a shuttle. I knew I couldn't go through the formal gate. This led me to a sort of baggage handling system. It twisted and turned and let out to an outdoor location. The track for the luggage was full of transparent glass marbles, maybe to better roll items on. A person, here and there, were sitting on the marbles. For some reason, this seemed normal. I decided to trust my feet and walked on top of the marbles to move more quickly to the end of the track. When I reached a small tunnel, I saw my friend there. It was a moment of do or don't to jump in a hole with him. I didn't. In that second I knew I made a mistake as I think he was leading me somewhere safe. I just didn't understand it, so I didn't go.

I ended up outside on a sunny patch of concrete. To the left led to the airplanes, to the right led to some sort of compound, but for Disney. It was sort of a strange retirement place for retired Disney employees, but more of a prison. The houses were little and close up to each other. I decided to hide between two of the little homes when a person came out. A tiny little old person, something like the size of an elf. They saw me as a visitor and had no suspicions, so I crouched down and chatted for a bit. Then I heard the plane's engine. I made a run for it and made it to the stairs and entered with no resistance. The passengers were all up and about getting situated. I saw my friends and made eye contact. I knew I had to switch out someone's passport for mine. Someone that was just the similar color of skin and hair.  I think I was going to make it.

power lines

I dreamt that electric wires had fallen everywhere. You could be shocked if you walked on them. My hands were full and I was off balance, so my brother picked up one so I could walk over to a house across the street.

There was a wooden pole in the center of the room. It looked like a candle holder, but also a sculpture made of diamonds and part of it was painted lavender with some antiquing to look like metal.

Tchaikovsky

I dreamt something about a ballet and that Tchaikovsky was going to finish it. Finish the ballet! someone yelled.  In the dream, I learned that he preferred men, but couldn't do anything about it.  

happy little things

I dreamt that I was working in an office. It was a sea of cubicles and my group was the last two rows against a wall. It felt like I was on a good team, with lots to do in a good way. A woman that was contracting with us was packing up on her last day with us. I offered to help her out to her car with some boxes. She was grateful and then stopped and realized she didn't need some of the marketing items anymore and if any of us was interested, that we could have them. They were some nylon bags, and random things. I said sure and was excited to see what treasures might be in the boxes. She was on her way and I opened one of them. It was a huge box of greeting cards. I thought that was fun and thought about giving them as a gift to my aunt who gave out a card for every holiday imaginable. I put the lid back on and my step mom was there with an a step uncle of mine, although not anyone in my reality. They had both decided to do a challenge together to be a bit more healthy. I saw them both and they looked amazing. She was happy and energetic, his skin was glowing and his muscle tone was evident. I told them both how great they looked and asked what they did that worked. They said really just watching things here and there... being aware, nothing big. They both looked so happy it was contagious.

hat

I dreamt that I was in a store looking at random items. It was kind of like a dollar store, but many small items and oddities in bins. There was nothing I wanted in particular, but it was fun to roam my eyes over all of the colors and shapes. I walked outside and in the middle of the street was a hat. No car had just driven by, no pedestrians were in site, no homes or places to look for the owner. I walked up to it and it was a hat I had always coveted. It had a wide brim, a bit floppy and a wide band around it. I was so excited that the thing I wanted had more or less landed in my lap like a genie had just granted a wish.

I put it on my head and was smiling. A friend wanted to try it one. When she did, it seemed to have a wig attached that resembled my hair. She is a redhead, but in the dream she had black hair, that was actually very flattering. That hat was not as flattering on her and she returned it to me.

limited time

I dreamt that I was in a mall or hotel... some place where a workshop was happening. I wasn't taking the workshop, it was something about programming or storage. I had many friends that were into it though, so I had interest in being around it. I saw that an Italian friend of mine was there, ED. He was attending the workshop, but was not going to the first segment. He said, it is on the difference in Arabic programming language, and that he didn't need to learn it. He was in my town for just a couple of days. I asked if I could take him to the coast as soon as his class was out. I said it wouldn't be much, but he could see the sunset and come back and at least see this coast line for his first time. He wanted to, but the session didn't end until 9. I was disappointed. He ran his finger long the back of my hand. He was glad to see me and I him. We had one of those unspoken connections that took no effort. I was going to just have to enjoy the time he had at this moment.

juggling apartments

I dreamt that I had a small apartment. It was quaint, in the city, above an area that was so so. I loved this apartment though as it was mine, my home, it felt nice. A new apartment became available a few streets away. It was "better." It was larger, nicer, a better part of town and I thought that I should jump on it, as these places rarely became available. I made the choice and did it. I was standing in the new place and knowing that I would be moving. I looked out the window and it didn't feel right. I felt like I was leaving my friends, my life ... The old apartment was more affordable.. I could save money, I could ?? I wanted to run and get my old apartment back, but part of me knew it was too late. I had left that life.

fire ring

I dreamt that I was in a shop looking at stones. Each stone had an oval piece of glass tilted over it like a vanity mirror. When you looked through this glass, you could see what looked like a colored flame hovering above the stone. Each stone had a different color and size of flame. I pulled back from the glass to see what I was looking at. A ring, with something that looked like an ordinary rock set in it. I thought about how beautiful the flame was, but why would I buy a rock ring if I couldn't see the flame normally?

compliments

I dreamt that I was walking with a group. They were friends and a girlfriend of my friend DM from Cleveland. We were headed to some event. I was looking everyone over, as it was the first time I had met them. I had expected that DM and I would have hung out solo, so I wasn't expecting this, but it was a nice surprise to see his people. His girlfriend looked perfect. She was fit, energetic, smart ... His friends were similar. All actively living the life that they wanted to live, together focussed.  One at a time, they were asking me questions. It seems they knew a bit about me from DM and were curious. It was a curious like they liked me and wanted to know more. They asked, they complimented, and asked some more. Part of me felt good about this and part felt fear. The compliments and attention were new to me, an unknown feeling. A pre-gift...

I woke up to this song in my head: Beyond The Sea

"Beyond The Sea"

Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing

Somewhere beyond the sea
She's there watching for me
If I could fly like birds on high
Then straight to her arms
I'd go sailing

It's far beyond the stars
It's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon

We'll meet beyond the shore
We'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go sailing

I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon
We'll meet (I know we'll meet) beyond the shore
We'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go sailing

No more sailing
So long sailing
Bye, bye sailing...

comparison

I dreamt about a friend RC. I saw him and my heart started feeling alive. I wanted to talk to him, be with him... it was as though he was a magnet or a siren. I felt alive around him. As I walked closer to him and this was attainable, a feeling of fear shot into my gut. What would I say and who would I be? Then I realized that I wasn't enamored with him at all. I was enamored with his way of being, his authenticity, his trueness to himself... my fear was that in standing next to him, I could see if I was being true to myself.

woke up to this song in my head - Listen To What The Man Said

"Listen To What The Man Said"

Any Time, Any Day
You Can Hear The People Say,
But He Wont Mind, Well, I Don't Know
But I Say Love Is Kind

Soldier Boy Kisses Girl
Leaves Behind A Tragic World
But He Wont Mind, He's In Love
And He Says Love Is Fine

Oh - Yes, Indeed We Know
That People Will Find A Way To Go
No Matter What The Man Said
And Love Is Fine For All We Know
For All We Know, Our Love Will Grow
- That's What The Man Said
So Won't You Listen To What The Man Said

He Said . . . . .

Oh - Yes, Indeed We Know
That People Will Find A Way To Go . . .

Oh - Yes, Indeed We Know
That People Will Find A Way To Go . . .
Etc. Etc.

The Wonder Of It All Baby . . . . .
The Wonder Of It All Baby . . . . .
The Wonder Of It All Baby . . . . .

path not complete

I dreamt that I was walking in someone's backyard. There was a patio and a stone ledge and I was walking on top of it to get further into the back of their place. I had thought that the path continued and went through to a higher level of the neighborhood. I back tracked and recounted my steps, the location... it was right.. I was in the right place, but where was the path. I walked to where it should be again... it wasn't there. I decided to walk back to the street and try one more time, but this time as I walked through the patio, it was filled with people, candles, splashing in the pool. They were having a nice party, people being peaceful, kind and welcoming. The owner waved me over. He said hello and made no reference to me trespassing, He invited me to stay and enjoy the party if I liked, I felt a bit uneasy. Part of me couldn't accept that I could rest and enjoy. He made a comment hinting that I wouldn't want to hang out with people of his age, he was maybe 10 years older, I knew he thought I was at least 10 years younger... I told him he didn't know how old I was, and I would be delighted.

sick bunny

I dreamt that I was going to the movies. I was with my brother. We had been in and seated, but we came back out to get something, maybe refreshments?? We meandered around and then saw that a line was forming to get in. Our spots might be gone. We went to go back in. My brother pulled out his ticket and then let him in. I had just gone by the ticket taker with my brother, but he still wanted my ticket. I looked through my bag, a bit frantic, but found it and went in. My brother had already gone ahead, so I walked through the crowd to see if he had found our same seat empty. On the way, I had passed RH, a boy, now a man, that I had dated in school. It was nice to see him, although I didn't say hello and I don't think he saw me. Just a nice memory. I kept walking and I saw that our spots were very crowded. We decided to walk over to another area that was kind of low. It was set apart and almost a sunken floor. I sat there and my brother went to mill around a bit. Then CM came by. Another person I had dated in school. He sat down to chat and we caught up. I was going to tell him about R, but decided not. They had played basketball together and I wasn't sure of their relationship. I looked up on the wall in front of us and there were leaves. I realized we were in an outdoor theater and it was evening. For some reason I crawled away on the ground on my hands and knees and found myself outside of a row home. There was a cement patio and some sort of deck with posts. Two tiny bunnies had come off the of deck onto the grass. They were so small, I thought they were babies. One of them looked very tired and as I looked closer, saw that it had many babies. They were full grown bunnies at about 2 inches in length. I know realized why the one was looking tired. I observed a little longer and wondered if the mother was sick. I put my hand out with some cabbage I just happened to have a bit of, and she made a threatening face and noise, so I pulled away. She looked yellow, I guess meaning, yes, she was really sick... but it wasn't for me to fix.

uncouth

I dreamt that I was at a wedding. All of my step cousins were there and extended family. I didn't feel completely part of them, but I didn't feel completely excluded either. The wedding was held outside and in tents and small buildings, each for a different use... some coat "closets," others places to change, hold food, dance, etc. I felt like I was having a good time, but part of me felt self conscious as if possibly I was being uncouth in a small way. There was a very small baby there that I was holding, a step cousins new baby. It was tiny and sweet. I think I was initially holding it to help someone, but then carried it with me, partially looking for someone else to take it, but partially not minding holding it. Someone finally took the baby. I think I was overly self conscious because I was now worrying if they took the infant due to my behavior. Although I was doing nothing wrong. 

bike to school

I dreamt that I was with a couple. They were older than me, a bit well to do and had a large property. It seems that they had some small winery, something that would give them something to do as well as be able to interact with people. It had a nice feeling and so did they. They were very welcoming, warm and nice to be around.

I left there and was helping a friend take her boys to school. The whole family went together on their bikes. I asked the dad to go first followed by the kids, the mom and then me since I didn't know where we were going and wasn't so sure of myself on the bike I was using. We went up a narrow sidewalk and then around corners. Our next stop was a building that was a stop for mass transit. We were to take a train next to the final destination. While going up the escalator I saw a guy I knew. He was tall, skinny, dark hair and had a nice smile. My friend nudged me in the arm. It was the second time I had accidentally run into him... and it was the second time this had happened with a nice guy. Hmm, I thought I should welcome the serendipity.

My friend and I were chatting as the train was going. She was talking about some coworker she had mentioned to me before. She was about to say he had become a Jew.... but she was a loud talker in general and she corrected herself and said... He had become a Jewrnalist...it sort of worked. I started laughing and woke myself up laughing.

Warhol

I dreamt I was sitting in a store. There were chairs in a waiting type area like you might find in the shoe department. I was looking down at my bags with purchases when someone walked up to me and started doing something with my hair. When I had been looking down, all of my hair had fallen in front of my face. The someone messing with my hair was a man, that man was Andy Warhol. He had seen my hair all fallen down and assumed that is how I had styled my hair... long and stringy and in the face. Something about it inspired him and he continued with the style until he felt satisfied with my look. He was pleased and so was his two person entourage. His project was done, and he moved along.

I got up from my seat as my friend was ready to go now. I followed her by a kiosk where they were handing out free tiny lipstick samples. I picked up a larger one and a plastic capsule type container that seemed to be full of other shades. I was pleased with myself. Not for picking out the lucky sample, but that I didn't feel guilty for getting the best option, that maybe I was deserving of something nice. I was getting looks and smiles about my hair. I knew it wasn't what one would consider attractive normally, but it worked for me. I could feel pieces of his thoughts in my head... here to be you, not a duplicate of something else, which is the one thing you really can not succeed at... It felt good.