dark glass

I dreamt that I went outside and the world had changed. Certain ones of us had to keep our existence hidden. We would slip between buildings to go unnoticed, although sometimes we could be amongst the people if we held the right attitude, carriage and clothing.

A man and I were trying to take some boxes to recycling. On returning, we walked through a tall dark glass building. There were stairs going up, corridors that slanted to different levels and elevators, but everything was glass. The only place you could really hide was where the glass curved causing layers of black blue glass to create a sort of dark area.

The man and I went there to rest and maybe sleep for the night. The place was busy with people, but we seemed to be able to be unseen when they were in their mode of thought that was on a different level than ours. We felt safe.

Later in the dream I went to go find my friend WW. He was living in a tent city in the outskirts of the city. He was close enough to be near supplies, but far enough away to not be bothered. He wanted to go on a trip and wanted to borrow my backpack, which was quite large and best for a long journey.

peels

I dreamt that I woke up and BW was over. We were snuggling. He had come over the night before but I didn't remember. He said it seemed I had something to drink... but I didn't remember anything. not coming home, not going out, nada. I went to the kitchen to get water and noticed I had made some spicy sweet potato dish. There was sauce in a pan and peels in the sink. How could I have accomplished this with no memory of it?

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.

windows

I dreamt that I was in a house, I guess my house. It was night and was milling around half dressed in pjs. At some point I was sitting on the edge of a plush chair and examining my skin, my toes... I was in the living room and from there could see the front door, which had a window with an open shade on top, a picture window  and into the hall that lead to the kitchen and another side door with a window.

I heard a slight noise and looked up. I noticed that the door knob was turning. I ran to it quickly to shut and lock the door. I saw a man outside with a creepy grin on his face knowing he'd been caught. He was dressed  conservatively with a red sweater with a horizontal stripe through the middle, a collar poking out the top covered by a dad type jacket and hair that was perfectly groomed. He was saying something to me, but all I heard was a guy wants to get in here and will say anything to do it. A friend of his stood behind him with a box of pizza. Does this work for them??

I went through the house and made sure it was secure and then felt secure.

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.

woke up to this in my head... sesame street (minus the puppets)

Sunny Day 
Sweepin' the clouds away 
On my way to where the air is sweet 

Can you tell me how to get, 
How to get to Sesame Street 

Come and play 
Everything's A-OK 
Friendly neighbors there 
That's where we meet 

Can you tell me how to get 
How to get to Sesame Street 

It's a magic carpet ride 
Every door will open wide 
To Happy people like you-- 
Happy people like 
What a beautiful 

Sunny Day 
Sweepin' the clouds away 
On my way to where the air is sweet 

Can you tell me how to get, 
How to get to Sesame street... 
How to get to Sesame Street 
How to get to... 

misinterpret

I dreamt that I was in my car. I had slept in the back seat under a fluffy comforter. I woke up in the morning and decided to go into my friends' house. As I was trying to shut the car door, the comforter kept getting stuck in the door. I saw that a police car was parked half a block down the street. I knew if I kept trying to shut the door unsuccessfully, they might assume something suspicious was up. I kept it up anyway and finally was able to shut the door. I turned around and there the police were with some sort of Velcro handcuffs and questions about my sobriety.  I had told them that I had just decided to sleep in the car the night before and I actually did belong to a house on the street. They walked me up to the house and my friends vouched for me and the police let me go.

I was in the house and SK was playing video games with my brother and CK was watching a movie with my dad. I felt a bit out of sync wit the group. I decided to sit on the floor behind all of the action and go through my things. 

open door

I dreamt that I was watching a somewhat interactive theatrical performance. Part of it was in a large old historical building with spacious rooms, tall ceilings and open spaces. Each room had a piece of the story and they didn't necessarily need to be seen in order, as all added to the story and you would create the connection organically instead of being lead through. I saw people leaving one room looking a little frightened. I went in and the door opened only to a small balcony that overlooked a dark room lit with fire. It was sort of hell with a demon of sort with large horns. It felt real and that this thing should be something you are scared of, that it could escape if you let the door open, your devour you if you kept the door closed. I walked out and left the door open. I felt it would be ok. This story was almost over. I went out onto the steps outside through the large entrance doors. It was still light outside and people were milling about. A funny looking limo drove up and I noticed it was the writer and other creatives showing up for the party at the end of the night. It looked like they had already started, in good humor and all smiles. They were dressed in early 60's hip. It looked nice on them.  They walked on and another larger and more classic limo showed up and it looked as though they were going to push the other out of the way. I ran up to it to see if I could save the odd little limo from being damaged. This group in the large limo were wealthy. They had shown up for the show, but it was too late. I advised them that there was another spot around the corner, just a moped needed to be moved (safely) and it would be fine, They accepted and a few of us moved the moped.

lost evening

I dreamt that I was working with RMcM. We were getting along great and I was so glad that he was going to be a partner on projects. I fell asleep with these nice thought but then woke up in completely different house, I was with some blond guy that I didn't know. It was as if I was drugged and had a day and night full of incidents that I had no recollection of. There were two women there as well. They all could tell that I was of it and felt lost. One of them asked the other girl if she thought that I remembered her and I kissing. I felt sick. What else did I do?

Full Bill

I dreamt that I was at a sauna place. Everyone was naked and it was just normal. They people were nice and nothing was strange. I thought about putting a top on, but instead of seeming like somethng prudent, it was almost the opposite and seemed more risque. I decided against it, as I didn't want people to think I was trying to be sexy. I went in for a bit with friends and then we left to get dressed in the locker room and then to go to a bar.

The bartender was a nice man, a bit of a care taker for some of us. I ordered a Manhattan and sat at a table waiting for a girlfriend. When she finally came out, my drink was finished. She offered to get me another drink that she liked and I said sure. We sat at the bar and I started feeling woozy. I told her that I had better not have another and I asked for the bill. He gave us the bill and it was short a drink. I thought Yes!  a treat, I would just tip extra, but pay less in the end. Then I turned and saw the waitress's face.  A face that said she would not get her full credit on sales. I felt a pang of guilt and made sure that the receipt was righted and I paid in full. 

backseat bear

I dreamt that I was with M&P. We were trying to leave the city to get away from some natural or un natural disaster or thing. They wanted to stop at the bank first. We were in a black SUV and while waiting, I noticed a bear outside. At first I thought it was neat... but then I thought that it might come in the car. We had food and it would draw its attention. It did. The bear came at the door and ended up going through the back seat where I was sitting. It chased me through to the other door.  I was able to get away. I was thinking to run around the car and jump in again and close and lock the doors. Then the bear turned into a cow/bull.. and somehow could still get through. I was yelling at them to hurry. They ran back to the car and we escaped.

oscars

I dreamt that I was going to an event. I was wearing a red dress I had only worn once, so I was happy to have a chance to wear it again. The event was the Oscars, but it was a little different. At the dream Oscars, it was an all day event.  You arrived early and you watched all of the movies that were up for a win. I needed to use the ladies room, so I got up and left. The restrooms were all full or dirt. Each stall was a bit messy and I couldn't find one that I wanted to use. The sinks were even messy. As I walked by, I lifted my dress as not to get anything on it. I walked back outside and there was a man waiting for me. We knew each other a bit, but not completely. There was still flirtation that can still exist with a new relationship. He was sweet and didn't want me to go back to movies. I enjoyed his company and I didn't care much for the film we were watching that starred Ethan Hawke, so I stayed with him.

It began to snow. I saw a cottage not far off and for some reason wanted to see it, so I walked there while he waited and walked back.

The time seemed to pass and we were older, had our own home and seemed to still have the same adoration towards each other.

I was in a towel and mailman was coming. It felt like I couldn't hide away anywhere in the house, so I decided to go the the neighbors house until he left. They had been away on a holiday. I was in their sun room. They were an older couple and I saw that they had decorated their mail table with small pine trees it was sweet and fake snow. It was sweet.

drying time

I dreamt that I was with some friends KS & SK. We were returning from some event in the city and were trying to find the best way back via transit and by foot. We walked here and there, hopping on trains and off. We felt like we were headed in the right direction, but not speedily. We stopped at one fountain that had large boulders and platforms to sit on. I had been there before and remembered how the water was always perfect to put your feet in. KS had gone on her way and so I told SK about it. She threw her watch over to a stone and decided to go in the water to get it. When she jumped to the stone, the watch fell in the water. I urged her to go in and get it quickly before the watch was ruined, but she seemed to take her time. She went in and found it and brought it to me. I figured if we dried it and took it apart and let it air dry, it might just be ok. 

scent remover

I dreamt that I was at table. I felt a bit like I was at a bazaar or a school event, as I wasn't at a dining table or at work, but it felt like there was hustle bustle. I was sharing a table with a middle eastern man. He gave me two boxes of what looked like last holiday's packaging of sweets. I thought he must have bought them on discount, but it was a nice gesture. Each box had several miniature versions of different sweets, tarts and cakes. I had a three layer serving tray. Initially I had poured the box on to the tray, but then I decided to treat each item as a gem, and arranged them in a pattern. I did this partly because it was pretty, but partly to show appreciation to the man.

The scene changed and I was in a house, but with a similar feel of open to what might come by like the table. The walls were open with only supports between rooms. There were sheer curtains that gave the feeling of separation between rooms. People that were in the house had left and I was alone. I was looking forward to it but then I heard someone at the door. I couldn't really pretend I wasn't there as they could see me through the curtains. The stepped in through one of the walls with a case in hand. It was a mother, blond, late 40s and her daughter, a late teen and bobbed dark brown hair.

She opened her case and said ok... this is what you wanted. Then I remembered, I had requested this woman's help and now I was glad they just came through the walls. In the case were glass tubes. She was going to capture my scent... pheromones etc. and that of my mother's with the goal being I would clear mine of all recognition or resemblance from my mother's scent. The woman left, leaving the case for me to complete the process. Her daughter stayed and followed me around like a puppy. She as uncomfortably interested in me and I wasn't sure what to do with her.

Time passed and I was alone again for a second when my mother appeared. I was nervous, as I didn't want her to see the case or know what I was doing. I'm not sure if it was because I didn't want her to be insulted or that I didn't want her to intervene. The case had two layers so I could lock the tubes in the lower half and reveal a faux makeup layer. I quickly locked the one part and was showing her items on the top.

missed class

I dreamt that I was in an odd building on the lower floor, almost a basement. It had the old tile linoleum floors that probably had asbestos underneath. I was waiting to take a workout class, and it seemed I was the first one to show up. I felt that maybe I had the wrong time or day. RC was there just sitting in a soft chair calm and cool. I had to change into my clothes as I was half way into my workout gear. I felt awkward in front of him and I was doing my best at being graceful, but it wasn't working. I felt as if every piece of me was hanging out in the wrong way.

clueless

I dreamt that I was on a vacation with my mother. RVB was there with his wife that he had said that he had divorced. We had a window between the two suits in the sun rooms. I could feel him trying to catch my attention, but I ignored him. I knew he would just act happy and clueless that he had a wife with him. 

5 questions

I dreamt that I was sitting in a room with others. It was a bit of a workshop room with long tables and benches and stools, a little hodgepodge, but creative. There were several monitors on tables as well as empty spaces. I was sitting and working on something when a man came behind me and said that he wanted me to take this test. He gave me a sheet of paper with 5 math problems. After my first glance, I knew it was something that I was good at that other may struggle with. I was excited to do the test. There was a knowing that if I completed it successfully, I would belong to some group or have a new career with x company. He seemed confident that I would pass, and that this was just some red tape to go through. He seemed like he was a mentor, someone that had been watching me and now was ready for me in his group.  

I cleared my lap of a bag of books and papers, so that I could concentrate. I looked up on the monitor to see if my program was open. I had decided to type the answers in Word. None of it was overly complicated number wise and I had a calculator. I would write them all on one sheet and then copy and paste half of the answers on another as the instructions asked that the two sets be separated. 

I noticed that the area in front of me was a little insufficient, I had no place to write. Also the people next to me started crowding the table and I lost focus. I got up, gathered my things and sought out a clear table. My anxiety started to appear as I was worried about time and focus.  I moved to the new table that was completely empty then went back to get my monitor, which seemed like a light 3 dimensional rubber mat shaped as a monitor. I was getting situated and then people started moving to that table. Really?? So I picked up one last time and moved opposite of where I was first sitting. On the way a woman looked at the test in my hand, and with eagerness said, when will you be starting with us?  My heart raised and sunk. I was excited. These 5 questions... a few minutes, was all that was separating me from a dream of working with people that I liked, doing something Ioved, feeling like I was in the right place.  

Why was I making this so hard? 5 small questions that I could do, but my doubt was keeping me from doing them. I was panicking, as I wanted to completed it.  I thought I can do this, just sit down and do it...  

floating home

I dreamt that I had returned from a trip. I lived in a small village near water. I was dressed in a nice outfit, kind of dolled up, and I felt good. I walked down to the water to go home. Things looked a bit amiss. There were some men standing on a dock. It seems that several docks were connected together to make a way across the water. My house was connected to one of these docks. When I first looked, I saw that one dock was all mossy and partially submerged. I looked at the men hoping for an answer of I was was to get to my home. I looked again and noticed my home wasn't even there. Had it sunk too???  One of the younger gentlemen told me that it was fine. The reason they were out there was that someone had broken into my home and so they removed the home and dock from the are to somewhere safe. I was relieved and re-panicked at the same time. What had they stolen? what did I have that was worth stealing??  I sunk to my knees in front of the man and realized I was pulling his pants down with me, so I quickly replaced his pants and said I didn't see anything.. and they all laughed. 

Woke up with this song in my head: Changes

Changes 

Still don't know what I was waitin' for
And my time was runnin' wild
A million dead end streets and
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse of
How the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
Mmm, yeah

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Where's your shame?
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinatin'
Ah, changes are takin'
The pace I'm goin' through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n' rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strange
Ch-ch-changes
Pretty soon now you're gonna get older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time

masks and mirrors

I dreamt that I was standing on land, I think it was a field, but not too remote. We were looking for our friend and we thought something may have happened to him. I looked down at the dirt and saw a small hole where the soil had been disrupted. I yelled out for my other friend, "I think I found something!" I started digging with my hands and I just knew something took him... consumed him. I couldn't see the thing and wasn't sure what it was, but I felt like there was a void where my friend should be. As I was digging I saw candies, candies that he had always had in his pockets, hands or mouth.. always part of him. I told my friend "... maybe this is what drew the thing to him."  It was everywhere that there was a hole in the dirt.

We needed to get out of there and go .. not sure where, but somewhere safe, a home maybe. We were inside a house and we gathered two kids of my friend, and some others. We huddled together feeling somewhat safe but apprehensive.  I saw my friend in a mirror, he was wearing a mask... sort of like the front half of the mask of batman. I turned around to look at him and there was no mask. I thought it was a bit strange. I went back into the room of the children and I heard a noise. My friend was gone. I quickly linked the mask in the mirror to the thing's new target. I looked in the mirror and I was fine. We were safe... no candies, no mask. I decided to move the children off of the main floor, somewhere that seemed more protected and away from outside doors and windows. I paused for a moment to listen for any noises and as I looked around, I could see the children's reflection in the window looking out into the dark. I saw little silhouettes of half masks. They were next. 

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.

woke up to this song in my head: Love is the Answer

"Love Is The Answer" - Todd Rundgren

Name your price
A ticket to paradise
I can't stay here any more
And I've looked high and low
I've been from shore to shore to shore
If there's a short cut I'd have found it
But there's no easy way around it

Light of the world, shine on me
Love is the answer
Shine on us all, set us free
Love is the answer

Who knows why
Someday we all must die
Were all homeless boys and girls
And we are never heard
It's such a lonely world
People turn their heads and walk on by
Tell me, is it worth just another try?

Tell me, are we alive, or just a dying planet?
What are the chances?
Ask the man in your heart for the answers

And when you feel afraid, love one another
When you've lost your way, love one another
When you're all alone, love one another
When you're far from home, love one another
When you're down and out, love one another
All your hopes run out, love one another
When you need a friend, love one another
When you're near the end, love one another
We got to love one another

Light of the world, you got to shine
Love will be a means, yeah, yeah
Shine on us all
Know that love can save the day
Just give it one more chance
Lord you just cant let it stop lord
Love is the answer
Got to be free to let love into your life
Let it shine

the edge

I dreamt that I was in a different place. I had to fly there. It seemed I flew there twice in my dreams, the second time bringing more luggage with vintage items. I was staying at a woman's house. I am not sure that I ever saw her or knew who she was. I did meet her daughter though, who was maybe in her late teens or almost twenty. She was a pretty girl on the verge of sexy but she didn't have that edge yet, still a girl. I liked meeting the "girl." She was wide-eyed, sweet and hopeful. I was meeting her just before she would change. She left to go to some event with friends, hair up in a pony tail, big smile and almost bouncy with happiness. I had the cases that were my grandmother's, filled with a treasure of old clothes from the 30's and 40's. I was looking forward to showing the girl.

She returned and I could tell it was happening. She was a bit thinner, and she almost had sharp edges to her now. Her skin was tan, and she had more of an edge. Some quickness that comes from experience defending and protecting. I felt less light about her, but showed her things anyway. She still had the girl inside, curious to see and the warmth that comes from sharing and kindness. As we went through the dresses, jewelry and old calling cards, she seemed to destroy everything she touched. The papers separated, the dress tore as she tried it on... I said we had to stop or it all would be ruined, making sure not to blame her... it was the frailty of the old items.

I started packing the things, and was going to be on my way. I wasn't sure how I would make it back with all of these cases. Maybe two trips...

the now

I dreamt that I was with an older blond lady. She seemed formal, came from money, with high standards, a bit snobbish and yet seemed open and caring. I went to go through the small town and she came along with me. I said that we, our family, had horse a while back and a part of me felt that I was trying to gain her acceptance a bit with these words. It was only for a second, but I still regretted not being one hundred percent authentic. She asked what my interests were and I could tell she was collecting information about me. Not to sum me up, but she actually cared about me and wanted to help me. I felt a warm feeling overcome me and it felt so nice to have someone in my life "watching over" me.

I walked down a street to check out the town to see if I was interested in it. I realized I had already seen this town. It was quaint. Did I like it? Was it enough? Then I decided to stop trying to figure it all out, to just enjoy what I enjoyed while I enjoyed it, moment by moment.

reveal

I dreamt that a friend of mine was going to a speaking engagement regarding Carl Jung's philosophies. I had forgotten that I used to attend those and said I wanted to go to. It was in an old dark church. It cost $12 and I think I had forgotten my money, but got in anyway. A friend of mine from Italy happened to be there with friends. After the speaker was done, we sat around on the floor in the lobby. I was wearing a sweater over some old fashioned black corset. I took of the sweater because I guess I liked what was underneath so much. My Italian friend made a slight sneer. I could tell he didn't like overly obvious. I question myself for a moment, but realized.. I wasn't trying to be overly sexy.. just liked the top and felt better. Although it did make me think. 

squirrel

I dreamt that I was in a room of the house I grew up in. It had two stories though. I was on the second and a large squirrel came in the window. I put out my hand and it crawled up my arm and held on to me. It wasn't afraid, but I could feel that it knew that didn't belong there. I looked out the window and my mom was outside. I called out to her to see what to do about the squirrel.She said to go ahead and put it in its cage. She looked younger, she felt independant of me as if she had never been a mother. It was cold feeling, but also interesting. I could look at her as a free being, not someone with a built in role. I walked down the stairs to let the squirrel outside and felt good that the squirrel would feel in its proper place.

freckle face

I dreamt that I was with some people from high school. They were not people I hung out with or even shared classes with. I knew of them and they knew of me. In the dream we were all chummy. We went to a vet's/animal shelter. The group was familiar with the place and I felt as though I was seeing it for the first time, although in my dream I should have known the place. I walked around trying to make it look like I knew what I was doing. There was a reddish haired freckled guy there. We really connected. It felt amazing. We all jumped back in the truck and they dropped me off at BP's house (another kid but from junior high). In the dream he was married and was making moves on me. I felt like part of my personality was going along with it, as if that is what I would normally do, but the recent me wanted to leave immediately and go be with the freckled guy.

Then I was at a carnival. My parents were there as well. There were free items laying around that would be gone soon if I didn't choose something. Some were piles of new baby clothes. I was thinking I could get something for my nephew, but then it was too late. Then there were old license plates on the ground. They had a metal plate that was part of the design that swung to the side to reveal a hole where you would put gas in the car. I had never seen anything like this, but in the dream it had recalled a memory that they used to exist and it brought back good feelings.

Then there was a box that was given to my dad. It was maybe 2 feet tall by a foot wide. It had tons of little compartments to put ties, jewelry and so on. It was very inventive and I was fascinated with it.

kayak sled

I dreamt that I was in a new restaurant with friend who cared about me. She seemed like a grandma or godmother. Then I left to go somewhere downtown. I was in an inflatable kayak and I maneuvered down the streets by leaning from side to side as if I was sledding. It was fun.

cat fur

I dreamt of a cat. It seemed to be wise, smart, had presence... something to be aware of. Not sure if it was to be feared or just noticed. I jumped through the door to the outside and its fur came off in one piece. It seemed like a normal thing for the cat. I wondered how hard it would be to put it back on.

body language

I dreamt that I had been creek walking with a friend (SA). It was as if there was an upper and lower creek and our paths would cross from time to time. Sometimes he was ahead of me, sometimes I was ahead of him. We ended up in a small town, dirt streets. We both wanted something to eat. He ordered and I got a seat. There were a few patrons already in the place that were midway through their meals.  My friend scooted in next to me in the half circle booth. His hand moved near mind and I flinched away knee-jerkedly, but he held it. He leaned in and kissed me. It felt so nice. Why hadn't I been interested in kissing him before? I realized then I had been unknowingly putting off signals that I wasn't interested, and his vibes responded to mine.. hence no past interest. It was nice to be aware that I had been messing it up all along.

massacre

I dreamt that I was in a mall type building, but it was filled with offices. I was in my office and left for a bit. I came back to see that everyone had been killed and there was blood everywhere. I knew that I needed to go in and get my laptop. I ran in and out and men where running down the open area randomly shooting. I think they were police, but they were not stopping to see who it might be and shot first. I dove to the floor and was luckily missed by the bullet. I felt good. I had escaped, I had my information, I was going to get beyond this.

I sat at a counter and looked up info on my laptop to make sure that I had the right info. I did and I snapped it shut. I knew I had to get out of there before more shooting occurred. I also didn't want to be involved in the mess post shooting, questions and so on. I ran down a dark hall. It was the back entrance to some companies. One was a bar and there were wires and black boxes stacked outside. I looked down and there were guitar picks that were unique. Some had rhinestones or other gizmos attached. I bent down to pick a couple up for my dad. I thought for a second if this was stealing, but decided it wasn't. It was on the ground with other garbage and obviously no one was caring if it was being stepped on.

camaraderie

I dreamt that I arrived on a bus. I was with a group of people working on a project. Were we building an orphanage in south america? creating a creative landscape? I'm not quite sure, but it felt like both.
We were all in grubby clothes ready to work. It was a fun atmosphere, although plenty of physical labor was ahead of us. I put down my things and looked around to see which project I could go offer my services to. I went over to where a friend was. He was a shorter fella with dark shiny hair, on the longer side with a bit of wave. His team was building an arch. I looked up and it was made of several pieces of wood put together in layers. It looked o k .. a bit on the fragile side. I noticed there was no base on either side of the arch, more of just a post, which made it look odd and incongruent. I offered a simple solution with what materials we had left. We could put two large wooden planter boxes around each post and build it up and/or grow a vine up it so that it wouldn't look like a skinned leg bone. They looked at me with pained faces. Not because they didn't like the idea, but because they were exhausted and thought they were done for the day. I told them to not worry about it. I could handle it myself.

It was time to get back on the bus. We grabbed our things. It was a productive day with good people. It felt great.

freedom

I dreamt I was in bed with the actor Ben Daniels from "The Paradise." We were not romantic, just both in the same bed. He was all twisted up in white sheets and asleep. It was just morning. I was thinking about him, his personality. For some reason I had a gut feeling about him. I said aloud, "you seem a bit feminine." He turned over and sighed with great relief. He was gay. It was as if the weight of the world came off of his shoulders.  He could be himself.

face the werewolf

I dreamt that I was at a cocktail bar in a u-shaped booth. The lights were dim, the place was pleasant. I saw a coworker and she was doing her thing and I couldn't stop myself. I told her she was the biggest b ever and as it was happening.. doom was leering in my head of how this was going to play out in my work life... not good.  My mind said.. I don't care, this feels too good. This feels too free. I am out of my shell to be myself and bring it on.

The next scene I remember is I was walking up to a house on farmland. I went in to see a friend, a guy, and he was frantic. A werewolf was near. My friend had a shotgun but only two shots. He tried but I knew he didn't hit the target. I ran out the back to see where we could hide. I found a well. It was the only place the werewolf wouldn't smell us or go. I looked at it. It was stagnant and swampy. I didn't want to get in, although I knew I would if I had to survive. I waited for my friend. I was not going to go in unless we both had to. I heard another shot. We were safe..

reciprocal wings

I dreamt that I was doing makeup in the outdoors for a movie that was being filmed. I was just putting finishing touches on the actors. A young woman and a couple of men. They all needed just a touch of blush so they looked flush as they were about to shoot an outdoor scene. I first put color on the girl and then the guys. The one fellow was tall and young with dark longish hair. He closed his eyes and smiled as I put just I dusted his cheeks lightly with a big fluffy brush. I think he liked the feeling of it. Just then, the director was walking up. He had a warm and calming presence. He was The Dude... or Jeff Bridges. His hair was wild and gray and he had a long lumbering walk. I wasn't completely confident in what I was doing, it was a new job. I wasn't going to win any awards, but I was sufficient. He walked up to me and asked how I was doing and if I liked my job. I said it was ok, although it was just an inbetween. I had another job, but that for sure wasn't what I wanted to do. We talked a bit more and I felt hugged by his presence. I could tell he appreciated the conversation. He said that after talking to me, he felt like crying, in a good release of emotions sort of way.

He asked me to come along with him. It felt nice, like I was being taken under someone's wing, but it was reciprocal. I found myself in a canoe, paddling along in a lake to the place of the next shoot. The actors were with me, but not The Dude. The girl was frantic. She was witnessing one of the guys and was acting as if he was about to do something drastic, like take his life. I looked over and he was fine. He may have been horsing around in the boat, but that is it. I felt they created more drama around them than need be and I wasn't sure if I should or could do anything about it. Then The Dude paddled up and with him his calming presence and I felt I really didn't need to think about any of it. 

floating

I dreamt that I was floating on an inner tube that was being pulled around by a boat. I had fallen asleep, and the inner tube had detached from boat. I looked around and I couldn't see it anywhere. I was out amongst other boats and it felt a little dangerous. I didn't want my friends to be upset, I almost fell like it was my fault for falling asleep.

I paddled to shore and when I arrived, I started walking along the shore. I had a swimsuit bottom on with skirt. The place was not just smooth sand. There were little sandy beaches, lots of people, platforms and stairs. I looked around for my friends but decided to go back to our cabin.

I walked up the hill on an unpaved road. There was a truck blocking the way, so I moved it. I hung my inner tube on it hoping that my friends would see it and know I was ok.

A man came up and was in a sort of food cart. I thought he was going to be upset that I was messing with things, but he wasn't. He went inside and he was showing my items he sold... prophetic trinkets and he seemed to know what I I was going to say before I said it. He took a photo of me and created a sign to say here she is... again, for my friends.

Another girl came up and he started to focus on her. He seemed to like her. I felt a bit disappointed and moved on.

Then the path turned into a paved walkway in front of a building. I went up some stairs, I was in a very nice building now, dressed for work. The stairs are large and marble white. I seem to be in a good mood, dressed nice, going to a good job, being treated nicely. A very tall older gentleman is behind me. He is in good humor and seems to be enjoying watching how I do what I do. My hands are full of items and I get to a step... do I have a clock? The step is very high.. comes to my hips. I decided I can't do this step gracefully with all of these things in my hands. I put them down and then have to climb up the stairs with my knees. The man chuckles and says something funny. I wished I could have done this better, but really.. this was the only way. I start to pick up my things and it seems impossible now that I ever carried it all. I might have to make a couple of trips. He looks at me and says... C.. it is time for you to take something on. It felt good and right. It was time for me to do something and quit floating.

treasure

I dreamt that I was on a journey. It seemed that I was in the desert, or at least a place that was dry and dusty... maybe deserted. The towns seemed empty.

I kept walking and I started noticing a pattern of how the towns were designed.. at least on our path, they seemed like duplicate copies in different states of evolution... being built, completion or torn down...

Our little dog was out ahead of us. I was concerned it first, it so small an so far ahead I couldn't defend it if need be, but it looked back with its sure little face and energy and I knew it was fine. We hadn't seen people for miles.

My friend or boyfriend's parents were out behind us a ways. There was a feeling that we should wait and let them catch up and another that said we should lose them. We had been walking for miles. I wanted to check but realized our electronics were down. We would be able to figure it out later, but I knew we were in the hundreds.

I saw a tall dark opening to a building. I think this is what we were looking for. We walked in and I joked about finding treasure. Then in the dark I saw a silhouette of a dark box on the ground out ahead about 100 feet. I ran towards it and sure enough, it was an old trunk. I turned round to see where my friend was. He had found something on the ground. It looked like a huge futuristic gun of sorts. I wanted to show him the treasure. We both were not thieve types, but very interested in the story behind things. We didn't want to take the treasure, but we didn't want someone else taking it either. We decided to focus on the gun thing and also who it may have belonged to that may still be here.

We walked farther down the dark tunnel and saw a light in a another opening down the hall. We walked in and saw many tables as if this was a room that knights or high political figures would meet to dine. I started playing with the gun more. It had screens, and gadgets that made me think it wasn't a gun at all, more of an information gatherer and tool. There was a video recording device and other screens and it kept humming. I could hear noises from outside and we both dropped and both wanted this gun to be quiet.

In came a group of people. The first was a stocky man with a beard. He seemed to be the leader, a bit aggressive seaming and barky. They saw us and immediately made us feel at ease. It may have been also that they had children with them. They started questioning us, who we were, how many of is and how did we find the place. I felt like saying it just revealed itself really, but I didn't share it. I didn't want them to feel that it was hard for them and easy for us... or that maybe we knew something they did not. We told them that only two more were coming. My bf's father and his gf (which was an ex's mother).   

antique toys

I dreamt that I was looking at an old toy room. In its hayday it was something new and magnificent. Now it was old and worn and nothing in comparison to today's electronic world. There were full on minature worlds made out of wood, something in every corner and on every surface to study and marvel at. We were walking through the room and remarking on memories of the treasures. I thought it could be revived and people would be interested.

Then I was walking outside, near water and then under water. I could breath there and...

embrace

I dreamt that I was embraced by someone, a man. It was almost as if he fell into me, but without the weight.. just melted into me. It wasn't a feeling of need and it wasn't a feeling of supporting, but it was not separate from me.