hopperzilla

I dreamt that I was with a man, someone who liked me and  I him, maybe even in love. We were walking down a somewhat dark street when something happened. I'm not sure if it was a bolt from the sky or a chemical in the air, but we both knew what it meant, he would morph into something bigger than he was. Unfortunately that meant that if there was something else living in the vicinity that was not of the same genus and species, he would become part of that too. In front of us was a dark almost steely looking grasshopper. We looked at each other with somewhat despair knowing what was about to happen. In an instant he turned into a ten foot tall grasshopper, but only in shape. I could still feel warmth for him and who he was.

I must have fainted or lost my ability to stand for a moment, as he picked me up in his arms? legs? and carried me back to a location that seemed like a home base.  I knew the other inhabitants would freak out from the sight of him, so I was ready with my lightening speed elevator speech to save him from getting clobbered. The little old lady of the place screamed and then off I went on the quickest PR I could muster.   Everyone seemed to understand and he was allowed to come in and act as normal. It was movie night after all and we were all supposed to have a cozy night in. I popped a large bucket of popcorn for everyone and hands started going for it, my arms barely able to keep it steady. I lifted the bucket and said "hold on!" Let me get everyone their own bowl. I wasn't going to be the popcorn referee through the movie.

I finally sat down on the sofa with the new him. I still loved him and felt even closer after this experience. 

furniture and bunk mates

Last night I dreamt that I was living in a house with about 5 other people. Three women and three men. It was almost as if I was in college, we had something in common in that way. The house was painted red, sort of an older house with things finagled around to work. There was only one large bedroom where we all slept. The bunk bed were three stories high, men on one side, women on the other. Two closets to be shared by all. It seemed nice though as apposed to cramped. It was because we all liked and or "got" each other. I was going to go out with KW. He had asked and it sounded like fun. I was going to jump in the shower but then I heard he had a phone call. His best friend asked him to a movie at The Mission, so he was going to cancel. Then  girl walked in as if looking to move-in. I thought I would tell her all of the oddities... no sink in the bathroom, no private room, etc. etc. to see if she could fit easily there.

Then I dreamt I was outside somewhere. I saw a women with her two children moving a piece of furniture. She was driving a cube van. When first looked inside it was as if she had made it into a little mobile home. I thought I had seen cabinetry and countertops. When I looked again it was custom furniture. She was a furniture maker as well as would refurbish furniture. That sounded creative and fun to me and I told her so. She paused and then asked if I would be interested in learning the trade. I was so excited. I forgot how much I loved to work with my hands and it sounded like such a breath of fresh air in comparison to what I currently did. 

car memory

I dreamt that I was on a road trip with RVB. It was exciting to be with him but something made me feel doubts, not sure what exactly. We came to a small European town and were going to find a hotel. We parked. He went to go get keys and so on. I got in the car to move it closer and pushed the wrong button. They car had memory buttons and all of a sudden it started going in a direction. I knew it was to his family, his new baby. I wanted to stop it so it wouldn't go, and I wanted to confront him as he said it wasn't an issue and didn't exist anymore for him. My stomach sunk but at the same time I was glad to find the truth sooner rather than later.

construction

I dreamt I was near a building. I think I worked there or was supposed to look up something there. It felt not welcoming, like I had to do this work, although it was sneaky and not right. I didn't like it. Then I was walking down a street. It seemed it was evening. I wasn't sure how to get back to where I needed to be. I walked down one path, but then I felt it was the wrong way, but I just kept going hoping I would find a shortcut to where I wanted to be. The further I walked, the more I felt like I wouldn't be able to get where I wanted to go. I don't understand why I kept going down that path.

Then I was outside a building. It seemed like construction workers or even firemen were doing something to the building. There were tall ladders and cranes, hard hats and roped off areas. My dad was there in a truck. We were waiting for something to be done. I didn't like being there, I didn't like having to take the "back seat," even though I knew I was more capable. But I just bit my lip and did what would make everyone else comfortable

orchard spaniels

I dreamt I was at my grandpa's orchard that he used to have. I could see a man out working in the orchard and two spaniels dancing around his feet. The man had a dark energy about him. He felt heavy, weighted and anxious. It was as if his soul left him, and all that kept him going was to get to point B. He had that feeling of thoughts spinning in your had of all you "had" to do and get done and that had encompassed him. I didn't want to go near him and I wanted him out of the orchard. I took a closer look at the spaniels, who felt more like joy and love. They were prancing around the man's feet, but I could tell they were starving. I felt an urgency to feed them, but I wasn't sure I had the power to do so. At that moment, the man held one of the dogs heads down and shot the dog in the head several times. I screamed out at the man to stop with every bit of energy I had.

Good lesson.... feed your joy before you become dead inside.