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 Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 7:01 pm
What a perfect place to post my dreams, and good motivation to do so! My friends/mentors have been stressing to me that I should start keeping track of my dreams, but it's been difficult. I will try to start logging in when I wake up. heart
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 10:04 am
Last night I think I dreamed that I was at my training class for my new job. First I was in a cafeteria/auditorium-like place where there was a choir group singing. I kept moving, because there were chairs set up on the side, but I was standing on the end of the "stage" area (which was the floor, not a raised stage), and I didn't want to be in the way or people to think I was part of the group. I can't sing, so I didn't want to mistakenly have to. I think they were wearing red shirts.
The next thing I remember is someone in the group of us in the chairs blew up a balloon, and it was floating away. I thought of the black clips I have on my refrigerator (but in my dream they looked more like the balloon clips you can get), and I went to my chair to find my stash for the "teacher". While I looked for them, I lifted the seats of the chairs (which had formerly been regular metal folding chairs, but now had storage in the seat), picturing a whole bunch of them in the seat I left them in. I wasn't able to find them for her.
Next we were walking out of the auditorium, through the stage and around a hall-like balcony area. A blonde woman with wavy hair just past her shoulders, who was probably in her mid to late 40's, stopped and told us something that I can't remember now, but she spoke clearly in the dream. She was our boss.
We continued walking along the balcony until suddenly I remember we were in a park-like setting. At first we weren't sure where to go, I think I might remember another group being there that confused us. But then we ended up sitting at concrete tables under a ramada. On the way there I ran into an ugly friend I used to have in high school. In my dream though, she was less ugly, and told me she was newly pregnant. She said something like how she was sad that her stomach was getting bigger and her boobs were small, which in my dream they were. I remember thinking about saying that they would probably swell during the pregnancy to make her feel better, but I didn't. I also remember that when she greeted me, she wasn't as quick to hug me, and she seemed very normal, rather than being kind of too-touchy and creepy and making me uncomfortable the way she used to.
The last thing I remember is sitting at the ramada talking to her and some other people I used to know (I don't remember who they were now that I'm awake, but they were clear in the dream and I knew them), wondering if they still wanted to be my friends or if they didn't like me.
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When I woke up, I remembered that she was much uglier in real life than she had been in my dream, and that her boobs were actually big and droopy. I was rather confused, ha ha. I don't normally dream or think about people in terms of how they physically looked, but otherwise this wasn't a really strange dream for me. I am making that note, because I drank last night with my husband and our friend who is home from the air force.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 1:34 pm
Last night I dreamed that I lived with my mom and sister Sarah, but in our old house on Helen Place. I forgot most of the context of the dream when I woke up, but some things I remember were cleaning out a shed. I remember putting a bunch of stuff on my mom's bed and being scared of bugs coming out of it. I had to kill a couple of spiders, a scorpion, and some weird light pink flying skinny stick-like bugs. When she saw the spider and scorpion on her bed, she made me take the stuff off the bed and throw it on the ground.
Next thing I remember is finding some stuff in the shed, and Sarah wanting me to find the Harry Potter game for our playstation (only the games I was finding were shaped more like Super Nintendo or large Gameboy games). That's when I found some large bags of shoes and clothes and stuff that I put outside our back gate in the alley.
I vaguely remember something at night, where I was in the kitchen, opening and closing the blinds and the sliding glass door. At one point I was messing with the lights on the patio, and at another I had to go back out and turn off a cd I had left in a boom box on the patio, because it was too loud. I also remember looking out at the back gate and noticing it was open. I was feeling nervous and afraid during this point of the dream. (I watched Paranormal Activity last night and felt really creeped out.) At one point I saw my mom's dog outside the open back gate, but I think that was day time. It may have been what led to the next part of the dream.
I was out in the alley going through the stuff, when Sarah came out looking for some shoes in one of the bags. I was irritated because I had found a bunch of my old clothes and was going through them deciding what to keep. A man walking his dog came by and looked at a dresser (which was Zach's dresser irl) full of clothes I hadn't yet gone through. He started picking through it and I got a little irritated because it wasn't for him to take. I think I might have said something like that at first, but I eventually let him go through it. Eventually another girl came by and I allowed her to go through them, too. I remember having to explain that a bunch of nice bamboo furniture and stuff our neighbor had outside their gate was not mine, and I didn't think it was available to just be taken.
Another key point I remember from this dream was finding "military-inspired" clothes, and commenting to Zach (who as far as I know, appeared in the dream only at that point) that the bargain shop I had bought them at years before wasn't "weird", but simply ahead of the rest in predicting trends.
I had found a blue and a camo military-inspired vests, some dresses similar to those I used to sell at the store I worked at at the mall, and a lot of other stuff that I never actually owned but all seemed familiar in the dream.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 1:41 pm
Another dream I had before this one, is mostly forgotten. I was with some people I knew, and it started raining so hard. Streets were slightly flooded, and cars were crashing all over the place. We were in an apartment in the beginning, and I remember a car flipping up off of the street at us, very high in the air, above our heads. We had decided to go find our families, I think, and were getting ready to travel through the dangerous streets. I remember checking on my dad and Sarah, making sure they were okay. I don't remember getting to them, but I do remember a slippery hill we had to go up toward the end. I remember running at it and and trying to gain enough momentum to run up, but slipping and having to use the rope to climb it. I remember talking to my dad at some point and telling him about the car, too.
This dream was earlier, and it's a lot harder to recall. I keep remembering little bits and flashes, but not enough to make sense.
And I don't even know if it was involved in this dream, but I also remember something about being in a parking garage. I feel like I can almost remember the context of the dream, but again, not enough to make any sense.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 2:07 pm
For the first time, I think I may have dreamed something before it happened. I always dream a lot, like the dreams I've recorded here, and it's common for me to have multiple dreams every night, or sequenced dreams. Usually I don't remember all of it, and such was the case this time, as well. I only remembered one thing this morning.
Last night I discovered that a book I've been waiting for at the library was ready to be picked up. I say discovered, because they hadn't yet notified me, I just happened to log in after they pulled it for me, I'm guessing. Anyway, I was so excited to pick up this book, because I've had a hold on it for months, that of course I went to bed thinking about it.
Now, I dreamed a lot last night, but I've forgotten most of it. The only thing that stood out to me this morning was dreaming about picking up this book. I dreamed that when I went to pick it up, it wasn't a "normal" book like I have always pictured it (I had to wait so long for a library copy because no bookstore I've tried has had it on the shelf). I dreamed that it was a thin workbook, and even that it referenced another book by the same author that I HAD seen at the book store.
Now of course I wrote this off as being excited to pick up the book. But when I got it off the reserve shelf, I found that it IS a workbook! The blue isn't as light as I dreamed, and the workbook is thicker (more pages), but it is definitely the SIZE I dreamed, and it is definitely a workbook rather than a regular book.
I have always wanted to be capable of something like this, but I'm skeptical of my own experiences, because I worry that I'll just want it so bad that I'll read into things that don't matter. So I brushed that off as a coincidence, thinking, well, I think Lisa actually called it a workbook once, so that's probably where I got the idea.
But now, I've finished the first "lesson" and there is a recommended reading list that references another book by this author! In fact, chapters of this book are "required" reading, separate from a list of three different books. I don't remember if it is the same one I saw at the book store, but it IS by the same author, who happens to title their books similarly.
I am hesitant to accept this as anything special, for fear of reading too much into it or "trying too hard" to make myself *feel* magickal. But it is the first time I can recall this happening, and I have had deja vu moments periodically throughout my life where I could SWEAR that I remembered something happening.
I wonder if that's how I would have felt about this had I not started this dream journal that Lisa and Ann (my friends/mentors) were so adamant about?
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 11:50 am
Last night's dreams were really strange. =/
I was at this particular traffic light here in town with my grandparents, when I suddenly decided to post something obscene on teh internets, and guys started showing up at the light to ah... take me up on the offer. >.< Ew. I started to just go with it but decided I wasn't into it and got scared and ran away to my apartment (which wasn't my real life apartment) where I apparently lived with my sister.
I thought this one guy was following me, but he ended up just living in the same direction, so I calmed down until I got to my door and turned around. I thought he was standing beside me and I was ready to freak out. But really it was my sister's friend and he just looked at me funny and went inside.
My sister had a bunch of people over and I didn't see any alcohol out, but they were acting funny and I was suspicious. I wanted to smell her one friend's drink, but I knew that would be weird so I didn't.
Next thing I remember is jelly beans. (I love jelly beans irl) I had a big zippered bag of good jelly beans (JellyBelly or whatever), but I was running out so I had to mix them with the big cheap kind you can get at Easter time. Needless to say, the big cheap kind suck, especially the purple ones.
At some point a lot of the jelly beans ended up in the freezer, where a friend or relative or something (I don't remember his relation to me) pushed them all to the back corner and buried them in the bratwurst he had just finished cooking. (anyone else thinking wtf yet?)
After that, it may have been a separate dream, I remember being in my middle school cafeteria, but like present-day setting. I was looking for a place to sit, but I didn't see anyone I knew well enough to sit with, so I sat by myself. Then someone yelled something like, "It's Sami!!" and I turned around to see some friends I used to have in elementary school (but grown up, because it's present-day), who invited me to sit with them.
I don't remember what we talked about or anything, but when I woke up I thought about it and remembered their full names pretty quickly. I wonder if I'll be running into them sometime soon.
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