Wednesday, September 05, 2012

9/5/12 Lost the show

I was a producer/writer for a television show, I think it was a talk show.  The entire cast and crew were waiting for our paychecks and they were slow in coming.  We began to speculate whether or not that meant our show had been cancelled.  The show's star confided to me that he was pretty sure that's indeed what was happening.  And...it was.  Our paychecks came late and were personally delivered with the message that we had been cancelled and were out of work.  The star told me that he would take me with him wherever he went, meaning I would always be his writer/producer.  We were talking about the situation and were hugging each other for comfort and began to kiss.  The moment we kissed, Steve came up behind me and put his hand on the top of my head.  I was startled and felt very guilty about kissing this other person  He was very angry and we were riding home together in a car.  I wanted to start a conversation with him about the kiss, but woke up just before I did.

9/2/12 Call me doctor!

Found myself in medical school.  I didn't know how I came to be there, but I was very excited about it.  Each of the students was given a box of necessary tools/equipment, I mostly remember that it had test tubes in it.  Aaron had also been accepted to this school, and we were starting at the same time.  I was so proud to be there and kept saying, "You can call me doctor now!"

Tuesday, July 03, 2012

I see dead people

I've had dreams two nights in a row of talking to dead people...

The first night I was at a coffee bar or break room at work and saw a person I knew was dead, I was so surprised that none of the other people in the room could see her.  She looked "real" and I chatted with her.

Last night I was in the same room, with other people, and saw Gertie, a lady from my church who passed away last week.  She was dressed beautifully, in a white blouse, shiny blue jacket, a wide belt with silver buckles, and a skirt with black & white patterned vertical stripes.  She had a paper under her arm and was getting a cup of coffee before going to meet someone.  I was surprised to see her, knowing that she had passed, and went over to chat with her.  She was in a hurry to leave and we didn't talk long.  I asked others if they could see her, nobody could except me.  I was a little concerned about others thinking that I was just talking with myself when I was chatting with the dead people.  In the second dream, I realized that this was the second time this had happened and that it explained why in the first dream it looked like I was talking to myself.

Thanksgiving Dinner

I was hosting a family (not mine) of about 30 people and trying to get everything set up for Thanksgiving dinner.  They kept undoing what I was doing, rearranging tables, etc.  My mom was there and she was very needy, pulling me away from what I needed to do.  I was angry with her for this.

Period

I was having a very heavy period and was in a grocery store bathroom.  I was concerned because they were closing in one hour.  I bought tampons and pads and was surrounded/supported by other friendly ladies there.

England again

I was in England and there was heavy, heavy snow.  A dogsled was up over the house where I was staying with other people.  We had to take in the dogs.

After the war...

It was just after WWII and I was helping the British take down a tower that marked some sort of camp.  The camp was flooded and only the top part of the tower was above the water.  We were successful in demolishing it.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Jumped

This was a very visceral, physical dream.  In the dream I was sleeping on my stomach and had the sudden sensation of having a large animal/being jump and land on my back.  It wanted to become part of me but I panicked and was fighting it off, pulling at it's fingers, biting it and thrashing around.  All through the fighting I was reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over and that took much of the strength from it.  After awhile, the fight ended and I went back to sleep.

Where's the Baby?

Once again (the forgotten baby is a dream motif for me), I realized I had a baby whom I had forgotten to take care of and I was hurrying to find him and take care of him.  When I got to the crib, I found it was empty and Steve's mom and another older woman were there.  In waking life, I don't recognize the older woman, in the dream she had dark hair and was "Grandmother".

I asked where the baby was and the women told me they had taken the baby and put it someplace safe.  I was angry and distraught, upset that they had taken this action without telling me and guilty that I hadn't taken good care of the baby.  I demanded to know where the baby was and Grandmother told me they had sent the baby to Germany, that it responded well when it was there, in comparison to how it was with me.

I was very conflicted, angry that they had taken this action behind my back, but in a way relieved that I no longer had to worry about or take care of the baby.

Caught in the Act

I came to some place where Steve was (home? a hotel?) unplanned and unannounced.  I walked in the room and saw a pile of mens' and womens' clothing on the floor.  Steve was in bed with another woman and started in with excuses when he saw me.  I wasn't angry, I was actually sort of relieved and told him I could now divorce him with a clear conscience.

Your Struggling Mother

Steve was standing by himself.  Aaron came up and asked what he was doing, in a very disgusted tone of voice he said, "waiting for your struggling mother".  He didn't know that I overheard what he said.  I was very angry about this.

Almost 4 years to the day...

...since I last posted.  I do believe it's time to start recording my dreams again, so here goes!

Friday, June 13, 2008

Dream awareness

OK, here's a fun one from night before last....

I was at an estate sale with some friends. The home owners had owned a gift shop, so the sale was a like being in an antique store and craft shop. We were looking at all the merchandise when I said to my friend "Hey, this is a dream. Know how I can tell that I'm dreaming this right now? I'm not able to read anything." I pointed at some small items that had labels on them, "See, I can't read these labels at all, that means I'm dreaming". My friend was less than impressed. Aside from finding some really cool Christmas tree ornaments to buy, I don't remember much else about the dream.

Friday, June 06, 2008

Three year old JD

I had a baby boy who I suddenly realized was three years old. I was out and about with him and was surprised to find out that he had been hanging out with teenagers at a sports/game bar. I wondered how this could have happened without my knowing and I felt like a bad mother.

Nothing gold can stay....

Just finished reading The Outsiders for my adolescent literature class. One of the characters quotes Robert Frost's poem and talks about how nothing gold can stay but urges his buddy to stay gold. In the paper today there was a blurb about a gold exhibit at DMNS coming to a close, the author talked about the poem and how nothing gold can stay. Now I'll be waiting for this to show up a third time.....

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Eeyore times three

On Thursday, the principal's secretary at school was told not to let another employee spend time "moping" in her office. In response to this silliness, a friend and I created a No Mope Zone sign for her office. The sign features Eeyore, with a raincloud over his head (being rained on, of course), a large red circle with cross line (the NO symbol) and the words No Mope Zone. The secretary got a big kick out of it.

On Friday, I saw Eeyore again in the newspaper, featured in a comic that I usually read (not a Disney or Pooh comic).

Today, Sunday, I saw Eeyore for the third time. I was serving communion and a guy came up who was wearing jeans, suspenders, and a t shirt. Sewn on the upper left of the front of his t shirt was a patch with Eeyore on it.

Now how's that for weird?!?

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Bee Stings - dream AND coincidence

I dreamed that I was walking through a bunch of bees and got stung on my hand. The stinger was huge, and still had the venom sac attached and I was having trouble removing it....the person walking with me had to pull it out for me.

The next day I received a bee sting remedy via email from a friend of mine.