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.

it all turns out ok

I dreamt I was with my friend MB. He was driving and was preoccupied by something else. We were headed straight for a store that had its doors open. Like straight for it and about to hit it. I said "M!!! Stop! Look up!! We are about to run into this store!!" It was too late, he drove right in as he noticed what was happening, Somehow we made it in the store without hitting anything and he started backing out of it. We stopped to assess if anything happened to the car. When we got out to look at the hood, it was an old metal car for little kids to scoot around in. We looked for the car thinking we somehow got turned around and there were more little cars for children, paint worn off at different degrees.

Then it was evening. I was still in the store or around it. There was a warehouse type thing and??  I woke up snuggled up next to someone. I thought it was someone I wanted to be snuggled up to, but when I opened my eyes, through a haze I saw some other man. He wasn't someone bad, but I didn't like that I didn't know how I got there. I opened them again and it was a horrible man. I was wanting to run, but realized I didn't have the energy. Ugh... how did I do this to myself? He said "by the way, you were arrested last night etc."  I yelled no..... and started crying. But then I woke up and that was a dream in a dream. I was fine and everything would be ok. My life was ok. 

eventual path

I dreamt that I was on a train or tram on my way to a specific location. It was in Germany, Austria or Belgium, .. and knew I would pass by cute villages, rivers and flowers as it was spring. I had a specific place to go, but had never been there and the description was vague. I was to see a bridge, I envisioned with baskets of flowers hanging from it. Then once across the bridge, there would be a path to the left and an house at the end of that path.

I felt like I was on the train with others I knew... or at least was talking to. Or maybe I was just talking to myself, but I saw places that seemed like the right bridge or path, but they just didn't feel right.  I thought, what if that was the one... and I missed it, but I comforted myself in knowing that there would be another opportunity.

I got off at a stop finally and funnily, I saw no bridge or path, but it just felt right. I walked down along the road towards the town and met nice people, and there it was. The bridge and I could see the path to the left right across from it.

Then I was with TMB and SG from work. They were walking along looking at little food stands. We were all chatting. SG said... "so the other day, I gathered up a list of news stations, web sites, reporters and so on.. You know my brother went missing a month ago.  So I sent the list to my family letting them know I would contact them soon and see which ones would be willing to air the story. I cc:'d my brother on it just in case anyone was checking his email."  He paused and was expressionless, in a dry sort of way. He continued, "I got a response back... it was from my missing brother. He wrote, "I think it would have taken me more than a month to create that list." It turns out when I dropped him at the airport, I had sent him with his baggage, but his passport was in my briefcase. He has been stuck at an airport for a month and they didn't allow him to contact anyone."

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. 

petrified 1

I dreamt that I was sleeping on my side, then felt something or someone pressed up against my back... I 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. 

connected

I dreamt that I was traveling all over Germany. I had been several times, but was going again. In my mind I was justifying the trip... and partly verbally to others, that at least on this trip I was seeing new things. All of the touristy things I usually don't see.  We were specifically touring sites that were monuments, museums, huge statues... They were actually quite amazing to take in and I was glad to be there and to be led with the others, which were a group that were touring together.  I felt closer to some of them, as if old friends, and others I barely knew, but we all shared a common interest in travel, and learning and seeing new things.

I walked out ahead with an older fella. We politely held conversation and moved forward as we were both done looking at the previous points of interest. I thought I hoped that the rest took the route that we had thought was the obvious next path, or we would have lost them.

I saw them trickle to the next site bit by bit, one person in particular that I was happy to see. I didn't feel like we were seeing each other formally, but there was a definite bond that came from the center of me. He saw me and looked down, then looked back up with a warm grin. Full communication of how we felt across a room.

We walked back to the place we were staying. It seemed to be a large home, warm, cozy, imperfect. Everyone was putting their bags down, hanging up coats... plopping where ever looked good to sit. I saw the bag of groceries landed in the kitchen and we were all ready to eat. I started cutting the bread.  One couple had a baby. I saw my friend look at it in admiration. I could almost see his heart grow. He walked over to me and in a soft voiced said, "why don't we have babies together?"  I was warmed and also not registering this as a real statement. I replied .."awww," almost patronizingly, but thank god not too much. Or rather, he knew how I felt, and that I appreciated his feelings, and just loved that he thought of us doing anything together.

easily impressed

I dreamt that I was hanging out with Mick Jagger. We were practicing American accents. His was a bit on the nasal side.. but I was trying to think.. maybe they do sound that way. It was fun, light hearted... kicking around and sounding funny.

Then we were in some gymnasium but it was also kind of a bar, also kind of a entertainment venue??

This girl showed up, I guess she was kind of with us, Isla Fisher. She started going around the floor, pointing her toes as she walked stylistically across the room. Then it seemed as though she was doing flips in the air, when I noticed she was on a trapeze. She kept on doing flips, cartwheels, sliding across furniture... Mick was entranced. This petite little red head was dancing around as if a three year old performing for her parents... and he loved every bit of it. Thought she was the most amazing thing.

Was I jealous?  I don't think so?? I just was in aw that someone could be so impressed with so little.  Maybe also how impressed she was with herself, although innocently so.

Then she walked over to a beige leather chiropractic or ?? medical table... going head first she decided to slide down to the feet, but landed wrong. She hurt herself pretty badly. It thought maybe she couldn't move, but proceeded to walk into the hall... stumbled and then fell on her back.

A female service worker noticed and ran to her. I felt she wanted to help and then spread papers all over the ground. Insurance type things, to make sure she would be covered and cared for. The manager of the building initially walked right over the woman, but then noticed the potential for lawsuit.

spicey

I dreamt I was in a restaurant with a work group? friend group?.. I needed to get in and do our lunch and get out during a lunch hour.

I didn't want to sit in the main dining area. I preferred the casualness of the bar area. So I left the group to order in there. There were a couple of guys behind the bar, a cook and the bartender.. I asked for a menu which I found was much more limited than I expected, but oh well, it was food and it would be quicker.

They handed me a sample of a meal. It was a piece of bacon cooked to a crisp, a spicy pepper and some spicy sauce. I liked all three things but wasn't sure if I could handle all of the spicy and intense flavors for a whole meal.

Part of me was self conscious about separating myself. Part of me didn't care.

aisle

I dreamt that I was around a stack of boxes... they kind of made a corridor and I was at the dead end. I was standing with a guy and we were looking through a stack of books on one of the boxes. I felt like there were treasures hidden in the books. He gave me a couple of things out of them. A friend of his gave me a small bag of chips to snack on while we looked.

Then I guess we were done. He left and I went to follow, but I was a bit behind. I walked through the back end of a grocery store that was like a maze. It was like a tiny version of Ikea, where you were kind of forced to walk by every product and couldn't just escape to the end. It was nicely set up, enjoyable to look at. I noticed some red peppers. I wanted some. They sounded fresh and thirst quenching. The farther you walked through the store, the less tiny it became.

I reached the end at the check out and noticed they had a coffee counter.  I felt I was about to go on a trip.

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.

obama

I dreamt that Obama could run again as long as he ran under another party. He was in the room laying out his agenda for the campaign. ..

One of his constituents was discussing ideas on education. He wanted to abandon all public schools and systems. He thought we could all have free and more beneficial education by having the general public create online video type classes. Information would be more accessible, more up to date and more relevant. And children could choose there topic at will for a more organic learning experience.

I liked his ideas, but I thought... some things are best taught at a young age... like language and grammar.  I don't think I would have organically chosen those as a kid, but who knows...

family

I dreamt that I was with my high school boyfriend. We both looked a bit like we did back then and seemed as though we were still in love. It was different this time though. We were not needy for each other. We didn't have that intense desire... what we had was much better, a kind of nice comfort that was lighthearted and playful. We were on the floor snuggling a bit and then a boy tumbled on us... he was ours... or they were. There was a boy of about 5 or 6 and a toddler still in diapers. It was a nice family and a nice feeling.

my office

I dreamt that I was in an office. I'm not quite sure if I was moving into a new office or had been sharing one and someone else was moving out, but it was an improvement... more space, more freedom. The items of the other person were being put in boxes and I could see my future office clearing its way for me. I saw bare walls where I could put my art, desk tops and drawers where I could organize my things and create my own atmosphere.

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.

meditation

I dreamt that I was meditating... there was music... a bit native american-esque. First I was irritated. I didn't like the music or the visions I was getting... I was on dry cracked dirt, dry crackling trees, dry grass.... then I started feeling it... I was in space or the stars or whatever you like to call that area where you can float around. I was slowly spinning in the sky. It was ok for a bit until I started thinking about what a star really was... a rock... and then I was on a rock in space and the fun ended. I tried again... then Robert Downy Jr. showed up.. he was trying to teach me how to float fly... to not effort... To not just float, but not try to fly. It was a pure letting go and just enjoying the experience without concerning myself with direction, goals, how am I doing this?  Then a friend showed up, DH. He floated to me and we were forehead to forehead. And zoom... I was beyond beyond. I felt high and amazing and like I was on some happy gas from the dentist's office. This lasted a while until he was gone and so was I. I just felt good.... no body.... just good.

underwater fate

I dreamt that I was being "condemned."  In parenthesis because I'm not sure if it was condemnation from something I had done or it was something that just was inevitable  ...

An old weathered man in a gown was holding a staff spitting out words of my fate.  I would have to jump off the cliff that to my back. The part of the cliff I was standing on had red and ice blue posts that would light up with either fire or beams of cold. I couldn't walk left or right, just forward between the posts or I might get burned or frozen, although one of those options was going to be my end either way.  I didn't look for an escape because it had to be and I knew it.

Was I to jump into boiling water of fire or the frozen option?  It looks like it would be freezing to death, I could handle that I thought, not the worst way to go.  I looked over the edge and there was a mermaid emerging out of the water... I looked at her face and she seemed to be beckoning me with a pleasant welcoming look. I thought I had better just do this, so I jumped and plunged beneath the water... I could feel the icy cold and see a bit through the greenish water. I saw my hand and wanted to see how it would freeze.  I noticed I wasn't floating up to the top and I heard the mermaid say to breath in. Was I to die by drowning instead of being frozen solid? I breathed in and found that I could breath the water, I was swimming and not freezing.  But I still wasn't coming to the top, this was my world now.

ladder climbing

I dreamt that I worked in a building. It felt like a temporary or contract job, as I felt I was new there and wouldn't be there long. We had to go up this staircase to the top where we would work. I had done this once before and made it, but I knew what was ahead of me and didn't like it, almost to the point of quitting. The staircase became smaller and smaller as it spiraled up through floors and rafters. Pipes and beams of wood crossed overhead and you had to squeeze your body between some places and could not stand up without hitting your head. I have never been a claustrophobic type, but I was feeling that way now.

Knowing I had to go back down the same way I started looking for an alternate exit route. The building was 11 stories tall but I will willing to take whatever ladder I could find down. I stopped to wonder if that was dangerous in high heel shoes and carrying a small dog and  purse (no idea where the dog came from), but I decided it was worth it to have the free feeling.

whisper person

I dreamt that I was in bed but it felt like someone was there. It was BW. He was there but felt like a ghost. He felt like wind or mist. I could move my arm and feel something like wind as opposed to nothing. I could almost feel his hair on my face and then it seemed like I could feel the weight of him. I put my arms out and tried to hold on to him to see if there was anything there that was solid. My arms closed around me as though there was nothing there, but then they stopped on something solid about 6 inches wide. It was him... then the solidness expanded and he felt like a full body, but still no legs... they were a whisper behind him. He could float around and be solid and then not.