my lemon

I dreamt a a little baby girl was crying from just waking up. I went to pick her up hoping that I could do something to comfort her and she immediately giggled.

Then I'm with Gene Kelly. We are a couple and about to go to the museum, but he has to prepare first and shower.

We are in the living room, light yellowy marble on the floor, white furniture, and across there room there is a small hallway with a woman looking at herself in a mirror. In the living area before her, there is a painting on an easel. Gene looks to me and with a sparkle in his eye, he says watch and nods in the direction of the painting and the woman.   A piece of abstract art, like a person made of brown, black, gold and white polygons peels off the painting and start walking towards the woman. Gene watches in anticipation for her reaction of surprise.  It reaches out a line of an arm and taps her on the shoulder. She exclaims and laughs and turns to look at us. I'm waiting to see her face, but as she turns her face is polygons as well. But I am her and he is the polygon and we are both the humans and the abstract.. I think how fun to be both and play before the museum.

Then I see a classic painting or a bowl of mussels and clams, very large and beautiful blue and white shells. I start to prepare them and go to pick them up and the shells are soft like painted on canvas. I tell him how nice they are and start putting them on plate. He says.. but I like my lemon. I half ignore because it is easy enough and he can get the lemon. I continue to say how nice ...and he says but ...and I follow.. "I like my lemon." I turn to see he has it cut already and I have little forks. I turn back to the shell and say "I guess i'll have to get my own lemon," and I turn and he has just finished putting lemon on both of ours... we kiss.

little italy

I dreamt that I was in a place like Venice, but it was southern Italy. It was a busy small city with lots going on .. business, tourism, and some seedy bits with mafia and drugs. I hopped on a boat that was heading to my destination. I think that I was supposed to be attending a class. There were benches in the boat with small windows to see outside, with half of the boat exposed to open air. There were some men on there asking where to go out. They thought I must know of some places but I didn't. They kept pushing for information as if I was holding back.  Another girl mentioned to watch out and to be careful as they all could get into trouble if they entered the wrong club.

There was another boat attached to the back of this one, so I decided to jump to that one. It had no one on it and just a large white tarp covering most of it. I tapped it to see if I could walk on the tarp, but it was not taught. I decided to look under it and there were more people. No tourists... just the locals. I looked surprised and said oops! and they all laughed.

At some point we docked and I went on to my class.  I think I was a bit late and was looking for where to go. The building seemed small at first but then I saw that around the corner were escalators and stairs and many floors, almost like a large mall. I went to the escalator which then turned to a moving sidewalk that you had to jump off of to get to other escalators. It was kind of fun and I wanted to explore more.

petrified 3

I dreamt that I was laying on my side. I was awoken by what felt like my hair falling against my neck. I stopped to focus, to check for more movement. I felt more movement. It felt like scurrying.... was a mouse or a rat in my hair? I focused some more, then it felt like fingers scratching the back of my neck. I was petrified and couldn't move. 

instructor

I dreamt that I was in high school. I went to empty my locker. I had more than two file boxes worth of items to go through. How had I accumulated so much? It felt like I had been there for years and years, as I was looking through my things as if I hadn't seen them in a decade or more.  I found a pile of pee chees, each labeled by subject. I guess I had forgotten that I had organized things that way. Did I still need all of this or could I dump it. It felt heavy in weight and mind and I decided on the latter.

 It was the last day of school and I still had to take the final test before I could move on with my life. We all had to take a verbal test in front of the class. It felt a bit voluntary, either you spoke up or you didn't. Although I didn't feel like anyone would miss out on their chance. I saw a bunch of math equations on the board. I felt confident as I was very good at maths. The instructor sat in the back and observed. He was Alan Rickman.  Well, my instructor, not the actor. I took my shot and I guess I did well, although I felt as though it was a bit half-assed. I went to my seat in the back near him and he spoke to me. He went into my character, my talents, who he thought I was. It was moving to have someone understand you so well, flaws and all, and still appreciate you. We were connected.

He reached out for my hand and held it and asked if we could meet. It was as if the situation had taken over and I was no longer in charge of my body or voice. Of course it was yes. I went home and started to straighten everything. Scotch - check, port - I think check... glasses clean - check.  I was 18, my life was starting. I felt very prepared and very excited.

Then it seemed we were going to go on a bit of an outing. I was in the south of Europe some where, a bit hot, a bit serene. We walked over a hill to find a lake. One I had never heard of as if it was almost unknown to most. It thought of who I should share this with and decided maybe it was best kept a secret. There were some Italians there, some I knew. The water was beautiful, he was beautiful. 

date

I dreamt that I was going to have a date with DavidM. I went to his home and met some people... roommates? relatives? They were pleasant and greeted me. I was all dressed up in a gauzy dress and felt a little stupid. It looked like a prom dress.. I think I was excited for the date and wanted to treat it special.  I had pants on under though just in case.

I came in and sat down. D said the date wasn't tonight.. It was supposed to be on Friday.. but would I like to stay and watch a movie? We sat on the sofa and they had me balance a projector on my lap so that it was high enough for all to see. D wanted to lay his head in my lap. He looked at the projector and grimaced. He looked around the room and saw a box, picked it up, plopped it on the coffee table and moved the projector.. Then snuggled up to my lap.

closed

I dreamt that I was at antique store.. it is piled with things. I look for anything I might like... but rethink... I don't need to spend money. I see some old things I guess I had left there on consignment ... dresses etc. I become sentimental as if I wanted them back but reminded myself.. I had already decided to let them go and at the time it felt good. I re-situated them to so they presented better and would be sold. I felt as though my grandma was there somehow. I walked over to a gadget.. it was a food warmer. It was nicely designed with a metal pedestal and the top had two sections to place food... I guess so you could have two different dishes that wouldn't mix. The cord was an old cloth cord and then it had a lid as well. It was kind of a nice idea... just a food warmer, that was pre- microwave times. I looked at the metal label that was affixed to the side... I forgot what it had said, but was the brand name and model number. I liked it. I saw that it was worn a bit on one edge, but it was in much better condition than others I had seen.

Then the store started looking emptier and emptier.. they were closing. They had sold the store and everything was being taken away. I felt anxious. Was I missing something? Would I miss the store? the people?  I walked into the back storage area. The shelves were mostly empty. I saw an old decorative bottle of scotch. I thought.. I'll take that. The owners were already long gone and were not coming back and everything else was going to charity. I felt a bit guilty about it though. My friend RH walked in. He was giving me the background scoop on the situation and I decided to leave the bottle and go.

moonlighting

I dreamt that I found myself having a second job. It wasn't to last long, and I have no idea how I signed up for it, but I was assisting a friend to do house cleaning. We mainly had to vacuum carpets and sweep floors. No bathrooms, kitchens or windows. I thought why not... we were on Christmas break and I could ear some extra cash. The first place was simple enough... a dark brownish red carpeted studio. We were in and out lickity split.

Then we entered the next place. Well I stood there at the front door and was spacing out and forgot to knock. Then the door opened to a man in light blue boxers. I quickly closed my eyes as I wasn't sure all openings were closed, but he invited me in to start. This place was much larger and much much messier. A cute young man was sitting on a dining chair and held up a black little fluffy puppy. I cooed at it and then started working. Sweeping up quite a mess in the kitchen, then I moved on to vacuuming. I don't know where my friend went off to, but I know he was cleaning... and it would be one less thing for me to do. I realized I had to tidy up their floor a bit to even get to the carpet, so started stacking and organizing, which I kind of enjoyed. I turned to notice that I didn't do a very good job of sweeping and paused to decided if I should continue with my stacking and vacuuming project? or finish up the floor. I chose the floor.

More people poured in, and it seems they were having a gathering. I saw sheet of music, some older people...it seems they were getting together to practice.

hidden spaces

I dreamt that I was in an old house. I felt like I was visiting some relative ... one that was distant enough that I was treated politely, yet didn't feel like I was intruding.  The house was dark, full of wood floors and walls. It was in the country and had plenty of land surrounding it. I walked up to what was to be my room during my stay. It was an attic type space with vaulted ceilings and a window at each end. There was a young man in there, short, stocky and blondish. I want to say that he felt neutral, but it was more that he was open to possibility and that is all that he could envision. No past, nothing negative....

He was eager to show me my room. He motioned to how much space I had, and then walked to the window. It became sliding doors. I could feel his appreciation and it became my own. Then he walked me through them and out on to the roof. He motioned to a secret space that was covered. I could enjoy the outside, the solitude and be protected from the elements. I couldn't wait to use it.

He the nodded out passed the rooftop to a suspension bridge. This led to a tree house. I ran down the bridge to see. I said allowed... well this would be nice once it is all swept up. He immediately started sweeping. He wasn't taking an order or trying to please me... he was just as enthused as I.

There were more steps and more trails. I knew he would be by my side whichever way I took.

Then we were back on ground looking at some out buildings and tractors. I saw two jeeps that hadn't been used in ages. He saw my interest and said ... you don't want those, you like classic.   He was right.

red balloon

I dreamt that I was living in a house with a few other people. I was the new person. I went to my room and looked at my piles... or were they the previous tenants? or was it furnished? I didn't feel like some of the things were mine, like the stereo. I turned it on and was enjoying a groove and then felt self conscious... was it too loud, was I supposed to use it?

A guy walked in (contractor from one of the job sites). He seemed kind of like someone who didn't have much life in him... to clean, to care, to exert noise.  He seemed to grunt what I was thinking about the music, but that it was ok...

Then I noticed a few more roommates. One was a woman I work with. She was heading to work and wondered if I wanted to carpool. I didn't. I was explaining that I wanted to be able to leave on my own at the end of the day when I noticed I was already in the backseat of her car. She said she had to stop at Safeway and pick up something before taking her baby to a doc appointment. Her little girl was with his and her new baby son. I thought that was fine until I realized we were already late. By the time we were done with everything the day would be over, I hadn't called anyone letting them know what was up with me. She parked the car and I decided to head back home so I could take my own car to work.

When I arrived a friend of mine was there...AMS. I was working on some balloon prizes. Blowing them up and then putting objects, cash and so on in them. They were all red and resting on the ceiling. We looked at each other and were wondering how we could be together, which was odd since we were a few steps away from touching. I knew my brother was coming so I nodded my head at him to hint we should go to anther room... we could be together there. In the mean time, I wanted to pop a balloon... get my prize. The one I filled had car cleaner and 5 dollar bill in it. I popped it and was happy to have the cleaner be mine. 

blocked light

I dreamt that I was in an apartment. I was renting from someone and had a portion of their house. It was pretty nice ... high ceilings, lots of windows, older with wood floors and character. I think I was sleeping in and was woken by some noise. I looked up and there were workers on the side of the neighbor's house. I had always kept my windows open because no one could really see in, but they were almost against the glass. I rant to the curtains to pull them shut and noticed they were not on the neighbor's house, but building a new wall, which is why they looked so close. One of the construction guys said hello and was saying won't it be nice... it being new etc. I didn't think so, it would be a big wall in front of my windows and blocked my light. I could see he understood and sort of felt bad.

He was nice, short hair, dirty blond. I offered him some water. 

elevator

I dreamt that I was in a building. I worked there. I was up in the IT department and needed to take elevator. I walked back to the server room which was a bit cramped with wires strewn all over and found the elevator. It was a two seater. I thought maybe that it was a secret work elevator or a special  private executive elevator that took you to the top floors.

I got in to see if it would take me to where I needed to go. It moved, but not up. It went sideways then up then at an angle and then out of the building. I ended up a few blocks from the building out on a street.  A friend of mine was there and we started walking back to the building, but then we were on a tram. It went by a new coffee shop near our building called Canby Cafe. I was criticizing the name as it seemed kind of cheap sounding. A Russian man owned it and I figured he didn't know that Canby wasn't impressive in this city. M kind of got after me and then I felt a bit bad for being over critical.

When we returned to the building, the lobby was remodeled. It was nice enough before, but now it was futuristic, lots of metal and bright colors. It looked kind of flashy like a Vegas hotel. We continued walking and saw a man that was cooking. It seems he had a cafe in the lobby and we had a longstanding relationship with him from working in this building so long. I saw a whole chicken coated in wax and remembered that he had told us a story about some old recipe where you stuff sliced smoked meat into a chicken, then you dip the chicken in wax, coat it and then fry it.

M started talking about his husband. He said that when he and P would think the same thought, it would happen, whatever the thought. They were practicing controlling their thoughts to bring about change that they wanted.

other bus

I dreamt that I was on a bus.  I needed to get off of it because it was not going where I wanted to go. It was going some place I had been before. Once I headed towards the doors, I questioned myself.. Should I just stay on it as it is going forward, I don't know which bus to get on or where to catch one? But no.. this one wouldn't get me to where I wanted to go.

I stopped for second to think... last chance to stay on this bus leading to? or risk trying to get to my desired destination

I decided to get off the bus. I started walking on the side of a dirt road. There were trees on one side, but otherwise just dirt. There were others on the road... also heading in one way or another. Possibly knowing where they were going and possibly not.

decision

I dreamt that I was going to mall with dad, He is grumpy, He needs to shop for something particular.. . I think a suitcase.  We walk in the mall and there are so many children rambling about freely... We comment this is unsafe as we heard of an article stating that there have been kidnappings etc. in this mall. Then all of the lights turn off... I see everyone is in pajamas... it is some special pajama night... I'm thinking ok.. from bad to worse?

We keep walking through the mall, dad is still frustrated. We find a shop that has luggage and go in. Dad is looking for his particular item that he wants and I meander. The shop keeper is very nice, and kind of cute. He notices my dad is irritable. He tries to get my attention and ask me out but doesn't want my dad to notice fearing how he might react. I look at him and try to continue the cloak and dagger. I take a pen and try to write my number down for him and mouth to him to text me what he would like to say, but the pen isn't writing. I try on another piece of paper... I try scribbling lightly... harder, shaking the pen and trying again... nothing is working. I look up at him... then a light goes off... My business card!  I look and look and sort through a hand full of business cars, but there are none left of mine, just a bunch of business cards from other associates. My dad wants to leave, he is done with the store. I go and walk to the door opening and he is out the door. I look back to the shopkeeper and say good bye and when I turn back to the door, the store is moving... like a locomotive. Or maybe the outside is moving like one. I look outside and it is dark and snowing and no longer the interior of the mall. I feel as though I can either follow my dad or stay with the shopkeeper, but the decision will be final. I find myself slipping, the entry is tilting as if I am on a mountainside. I grasp the edge of the entry with my fingertips tightly and try to pull myself to the shopkeeper, who is now on his stomach with his hand outreached for mine. The outside is moving faster, the choice needs to be made now. I grab the shopkeepers hand and pull myself to it and kiss it as if that is the seal to the deal, the exclamation of my decision. It feels nice and we pull each other closer and are together. Then the store is the moving train. My legs are still hanging outside and we are still holding tight to each other, to our decision not letting the movement, the snow or anything sway our grasp. Then the train stops at the entrance of a shabby tunnel. There is old garbage and this and that strewn about all in different layers of black and gray. We look at each other and kiss. From the corner of my eye, I see what looks to be an insect. It is about 6 inches long and looks to be made of red beads stacked in a line. It curls over itself and then a flower blooms from it. It felt beautiful and affirming.

missed opportunity

I dreamt that I was at a speaking event. The woman that was speaking "knew" things. She had the answers that you wanted. Only a few would be chosen from the audience to talk to her on stage. She was up on stage and talking to the audience, fussing with her hair a bit. I noticed she had braided the top of her hair to create some height. Then I noticed it was a hair piece. She continued talking and was pulling out different wigs, all different colors and styles. I wanted to see them on her as it can really change how someone appears. She just kept pulling them out and twirling them around on her hand and setting them back down. The session was at a break and many of the people left to use the bathroom, get a coffee or just stretch their legs. A few of us continued to sit in our chairs.

She stepped down off the stage and mingled with us, something she never does. She walked up to me and asked.. do you have any questions. This was a great opportunity... I had her all to myself and could ask anything... it was like her opening a giant wallet and saying... want some? take what you need.  I couldn't think of anything.. I immediately said.. "I'm fine, I don't have any questions." I thought to myself "What is wrong with you?!?!? You have the holy grail in front of you and you say no??"  I stopped her quickly and asked her about some problem that I already really knew the answer for ... and she gave me the answer that I already knew. She walked away and a woman in front of me turned and said that she had the same issue. She was a very large woman, with black hair all atop her head and bright clothing. She went on about how she was afraid to lose weight as her shape would morph into something less feminine than when she was heavy. I told her it was only a phase and that it would improve and that her health was more important that her worry of the phases. She looked at me and kissed me straight on the mouth. It wasn't romantic or meaning anything.. more of a thank you. It was odd to me, but nice in a sweet way like a squeeze on your shoulder or a hug. I looked at her and said, besides, you are pretty, luckier than most. Not sure why I said it.. I guess I wanted her to focus on the positive. 

camping

I dreamt that I was going camping with SaPa and JP (boss' son).  We were gathering beers for the trip. My friends KJ & HJ were going as well, but on a separate trip. They were checking out their tent and making sure it was ok. It was made of an almost sheer fabric that was easy to clean by just shaking it.

I had to use the bathroom and was sitting there when J walked in. Normally I would of eeked or screamed, but he treated it like nothing and asked me a few questions. I realized that it really is nothing and why are we all so freakish about our bodies being seen.

disconnect

I dreamt that I was at my brother's. They were going through their things and throwing away what they didn't need or want. I saw some velvet blue curtains I had given them recently. They were high quality and beautiful. They were ruined... stains, threads pulled, and son on. I was mortified. They were going to toss them... they said they were not worth anything... I was beside myself on how someone could treat something so poorly. I said "if you didn't want them, why didn't you give them back instead of treating them poor...."    Then there was a can on the ground. I showed it to my step mother. It was an antique. The label had a painting of a cartoonish cow on it. It was actually quite cute. So after the curtain talk, I thought I would lift my spirits by fixing up the can and observing it. I asked my step mom if she could hand me the can...
Her:  The van?
Me: The can
Her: It's tan?
Me: THE CAN
Her: The van?
Me: THE CAAAAANNN!!!

I woke up to my heart beating and being frustrated.

duck tiger

I dreamt that  I was on a boat... I think I lived on it. There was a window at one end and I opened it. I was living on a river and I noticed a tiger swimming under water and a duck was standing on its back as it swam. I thought how crazy and cool and where am I that there are tigers in the river?? Then one tiger noticed my open window. It came close and at first I thought neat... but then it seemed like it was going to crawl through and I thought not so neat. I tried to shooo it away and it wasn't scared. I finally tried closing the window and it must of worked. Definitely a feeling of curiosity followed by fear.

Then I noticed the boat moving... someone had detached it from the dock. I wasn't sure how to operate it yet. I was floating down the river to who knows where. Then I thought it must have a motor or some sort of way to control the movement. I found the motor in the back and started steering. Then it was open and free of the house part. It was better and I felt better. 

farm

I dreamt I was with RC. He lived in empty vacant houses.  We were cozy together. Another girl tried to get his attention, but he wasn't interested. He really wasn't interested in being with anyone, but I didn't require anything.

Then I dreamt of GV, great feeling of friendship.

Then I dreamt of RB. I saw him and said.. "you've moved back!" I was happy to see him. He asked if I would like to buy a winery or farm with him. I was about to tell him of some property I was thinking of buying... but then realized, he hadn't really moved back, but he was going to move somewhere new. I liked the idea and decided to go with him.  We stayed at an inbetween place before getting to the farm. It had the feel of an old western town, simple. He, myself and his niece all slept in the same room. It was nice and peaceful. It was wonderful.

missed bus

I dreamt that I was with a crew of people. We were in the woods and near some caves that had been discovered and we would be some of the first people to see them. I was very excited as I loved this sort of thing. We were going to go on two separate buses at different times to not over crowd the area.   I was supposed to go on the first bus. I had been ready and everyone else was running around getting their things. I went to go use the bathroom which was kind of in a half open space on a vehicle. It was a little odd sitting while people, men and woman, could sit and chat with you and see your face. JLittle and JimmyK were talking to me, not meaning to be rude. I hinted that it was a little difficult to proceed with them there and they left me alone. I was done and popped outside as I saw my bus leave. I was upset and vocally so. The first bus was also going to perform some sort of ritual. It wasn't weird or crazy, but for those that didn't understand it, it seemed so. I was probably someone that was the most interested in this part and was going to miss this opportunity. The driver of the 2nd bus, JK (MT's stepdad). He was flippant about it and obviously was clueless, or I would have been mad at his reaction.  I got on the second bus and we were on our way. As we pulled up, I saw the first crew leave the cave and I sort of let it go. 

white cane

I dreamt that I was on the bus or train to the city. My friend JWM just happened to be there too. When he noticed me he came behind me and gave me a hug and a kiss and he was happy and on his way. I had a destination as well. I was walking with a can. It was modern looking white with silver and a wheel on the end. I didn't mind having it with me although I don't think I needed it. I was walking swiftly through the city, cool breeze on my face, down stairs and across streets. Then I realized I was going to be walking around a more hilly area and there was a new escalator, all white and clear parts. You would swing under this bar, slide down at an angle, almost standing and the thing would shoot down the hill and then tilt you back up at the bottom to easily walk forward. I think I had reached my destination. I was in a room with a large half circle sofa and others were showing up. Some felt like that took up more social space than I did. My aunt IV and other family types showed up and then I started looking at my things. I had my suitcase and the coat that had been thrown over my arm, but where was my cane? I hadn't remembered setting it down or letting go of it at all. It should be here. I panicked as I thought someone for sure would want it. I went back to the escalator and nothing was there and then I thought about backtracking. I saw that there was a container with other cane type things at the bottom of the escalator. Was that for people to use, or was that where we leave them and move on?