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opal
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Username: albi

Post Number: 981
Registered: 7-2006
Posted on Sunday, September 24, 2006 - 8:58 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

That's very romantic, a silvery thread between two hearts that pulls at them. Isn't it all anyone ever really has, the untenable quality of love.

I dreamt of a being kneeling in front of a large window that looked out into space. Then the window transformed into a kind of portal. It took on the look of a tunnel that stretched on into blackness. There was one long solid beam of a golden color that stretched out from the bottom lip a little left of its center. The being was manipulating something at the lip of the tunnel, then he closed a kind of door on the opening, that lifted up from the bottom and locked into place.

Another dream - I saw two beings beside what looked like Marvin the Martian's ship in Bugs Bunny. lol

(Message edited by albi on September 24, 2006)
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slw
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Post Number: 509
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Posted on Sunday, September 24, 2006 - 8:59 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

John, Life after 40 just gets more interesting!

opal, Cool dream...like some kind of heavenly maintenance!
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Hale
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Post Number: 251
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Posted on Wednesday, September 27, 2006 - 11:15 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I hate having dreams that strike me as significant somehow (like some discovery was made) but can't quite remember all the details upon waking (sometime I wonder if some material does not translate well).

I had a dream about a state I have been experiencing lately in waking. Too much backstory, but it has had the result of making subtle changes in how I look at things, respond to things. It feels like an old or returning self. It feels familiar, like "home." In the dream, I made some connection to a change that will take place on earth, something to do with dimensions. Something to do with spatial density, perhaps an added dimension, and this state of mind. In the dream the state of mind was a 'miniature' version of a similar state that God is steeped in. It has to do with an awareness that connects you to all of creation (and it is not just the intellectualized notion or knowledge that we are connected to all of creation, but a state of being that CONNECTS you in some way that alters your awareness). The idea of this state led to the thinking that God perceives reality through the eyes of a mouse, the field that holds the mouse, the continent that holds the field, the earth that holds the continent, and the universe that holds the earth.....and in the dream I was thinking about some of the shamans around the world, that this was a state they have been tapping as a matter of course since forever.

Something about it seemed important, but I can't seem to remember exactly how it was all connected. There was some kind of "a-ha" moment between this shift into a different kind of space and this old/returning state of mind.
"No Guru, no method, no teacher, Just you and I and nature"- Van Morrison
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Thomas
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Post Number: 4060
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Posted on Wednesday, September 27, 2006 - 12:15 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Hale said:

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The idea of this state led to the thinking that God perceives reality through the eyes of a mouse, the field that holds the mouse, the continent that holds the field, the earth that holds the continent, and the universe that holds the earth.....and in the dream I was thinking about some of the shamans around the world, that this was a state they have been tapping as a matter of course since forever.



Maybe "you" are a Great Shaman from Elsewhere, who encountered THIS existence as part of a shamanic experience.

Sometimes I think that the reason "whatever you do to the least of these you have done to Me" is because that same Great Shaman experiences Self through Hale, Thomas, and the mouse.
"Question what's real. Question who's real."
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Hale
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Post Number: 252
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Posted on Wednesday, September 27, 2006 - 3:14 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

That old song from when I was a kid fills my mind: ".....and the green grass grew all around the tree and the green grass grew all around."
"No Guru, no method, no teacher, Just you and I and nature"- Van Morrison
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buddie
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Post Number: 1623
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Posted on Wednesday, September 27, 2006 - 6:26 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Hale you explained that perfectly from my
point of view.I had a dream like that where
you had to either have been there or Feel it
to understand the connectedness??
Nothing Intellectual about it..Actually
it was all so very simple..like your song
says..it also felt like I have been here
before or that I was familiar with this
connectedness and simple forgot about it.
I was in Bliss and I felt safe..the feeling
lasted well into the morning..
thanks for posting that..
Qua da di
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Wax Tadpole
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Username: waxtadpole

Post Number: 1658
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Posted on Monday, October 02, 2006 - 1:58 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I've been too groggy to record my dreams in full as yet today, so I'm sure to miss some details, but in any case in "Cliff Notes" fashion I (1) needed to assemble an outside terrarium for two big "tadpole" lizards and a true lizard, and (2) I found Robyn online and text-messaged her in a frenzy.
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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brown
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Post Number: 986
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Posted on Monday, October 02, 2006 - 6:34 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I've never ever experienced such a chaotic ramble shamble of dreams as those I recalled upon waking this am... maybe I'm bored...
Just have snippets left ..
One scene was a city building ablaze...like a bomb had gone off seeing it from a distance..
however as I approached this scene it turned out to be a staged event.
Then somehow magically there was a junk type department store area untouched or a make over area within burnt out building so I walked through it looking at stock on display.
Nothing fancy nothing special..cheap perfume I recall seeing that and thinking
..huh this is boring.

Then somehow there was another aspect to this scene another layer because I next had the impression that a male had left a ? spacecraft .. transformed himself into a bottle of soda pop and was on a shelf in the store. LOL.
I cant recall how I knew ..maybe the bottles had faces ???????
He was there to observe something. This is getting weirder but like a spy.
There were others other items that were intelligent life forms morphed into bottles so it seemed that he wasnt the only one.
The one bottle however stood out like it shined or gleamed somehow "blink blink".. drew attention. The good guy type.

Next bit was hearing some female voice say
" Excellent" in a condescending school marmy smarty way.
That really annoyed me...lol.. that voice interrupting the dream flow.

I'm sure there was more but that's all I can recall at the moment.
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Wax Tadpole
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Post Number: 1675
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Posted on Monday, October 02, 2006 - 7:38 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Okay, I finally wrote it down and put it in Dream Journal format:

"Three Tadpole Lizards/Robyn Text Messages"
Monday, October 2 2006

My dream recall seems to be improving, and though I've doubtless lost much of the narrative by waiting so long to record the dreams, they are sufficiently intact for me to make a legitimate log entry.

In my first dream, I'm told that my father and sister are out back with a project for me to take care of. When I run out the back door, I see a ceramic "mountain" sitting on top of the old picnic table we once had. The old man tells me that it contains two tadpoles (seriously) and a lizard, and that I need to make a watery terrarium for them to live in.

I take a closer look at the mountain, and note that the "tadpoles" are in fact lizards. While they are toad-shaped, they have the skin of monitor lizards, and they are respectively about 8-12 and 16-24 inches in length.

The lizard appears to be what I think is called a basilisk. It is pale ivory colored, almost translucent, and has a frill on it's back not unlike the ones you'd see glued to lizard backs in old dinosaur movies. I also see it's frill temporarily gain some weird red protuberance at one point.

I set about building the terrarium, and the oddest part of the project is when I suspend a plastic half-cylinder, again about 8-12 inches across, inside the punchbowl-like terarrium with a set of strings around the perimeter. I pile dirt, moss, etc. on top of this in a small mound and fill the bowl with water to make it an "island".

Later on I find something that looks like a small dead manatee, maybe 6 inches long or so. My old man picks it up and looks on it sadly, then decides to bury it. I also see one of the lizards hiding deep inside a cranny of the ceramic mountain.

At some point I ask my sister and father how to go about picking up these creatures, as they all seem so delicate and I don't wish to harm them. I got no useful replies, so I laid down on the lawn facing uphill and contemplated how I'd work up the nerve.

Suddenly I feel a tapping or nuzzling next to me. I grab at whatever it is that is touching me, and discover it is a soft, satiny feeling limb. I look over with relief, expecting it to be one of the amphibian creatures, but instead it is a faintly-striped cream colored cat tapping me with it's paw. It has a very friendly look on it's face, and then I notice that there are about a half dozen other cats milling about the yard. My recall of this dream fades…

The next dream is a bit more spotty, but I was on a computer (not quite like mine, it was an older model and in the middle of the room, rather than against the wall as is usual).

I am in a chatroom window, and I have realized that I am communicating with my old HS crush, Robyn. I'm excited at first, but then I get to feeling a bit down when she talks about having a two-year old to look after and a steady boyfriend.

I'm further irritated when a bunch of friends she's invited into the room begin to hog my chat time, since she's told them I'm real easygoing and good to know (this would likely make a nice 'dreamsign', as there's no way she could really make such a claim based on her experience - I was the absolute worst sort of introvert you could imagine when in my teens!).

Still, on the whole I was glad to have communicated with her, and when I awoke from this dream and well on into the afternoon I had a "magical" feeling about me. I was more at peace, and the world seemed more vibrant somehow. If this is the path I'm going down, and not just some coincidence, I WANT MORE! :o)
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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indigo75
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Post Number: 2
Registered: 10-2006
Posted on Tuesday, October 03, 2006 - 3:50 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Hi everyone,
I few nights ago, I had a dream that I wanted to share and see if anyone has had similar dreams as well. In my dream, I awoke and was laying on my back in bed. I was in a heavy mental fog and was having a hard time concentrating but I could see a small figure moving rather quickly about the room and I became terrified. I feared it was an abduction and I had an intense urge to close my eyes and not look at the being that was now standing beside me. This is a common reaction I have when I have dreams of the visitors, I never see their faces because I always close my eyes. Lately I have been working to over come my fears concerning the paranormal and so I forced myself to keep my eyes open. I than heard a females voice coming from the darkness and she said for me to not be afraid. In my head I asked her if "this would take long" meaning the abduction and she said "only a couple minutes". This reassured me a bit and I was able to become more focused. I than heard the voice tell me that I was going to be given something to drink and that I should drink it. I asked if it was going to taste bad and she said it would be bitter and might make me nauseated. Still in a heavy fog, I was able to sit up in bed and the grey that was standing at my bedside hands me a tiny glass of what I think was I clear or amber liquid. I drank it and laid back down. As I was laying back down, I think I remember the voice say the liquid would give me visions but I not real sure on that. Anyway, at this point I don't really remember too much but I believe the dream changed and I was outside at night and walking on a tree lined path that led to a large building. There were other people also walking this path with me and we all seemed to be going to this building. This is pretty much all I remember. This is one of the most vivid dreams I have had on the visitors and I am excited that I faced my fear enough to keep my eyes open :-).
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slw
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Posted on Tuesday, October 03, 2006 - 11:11 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Indigo, Thanks for posting your experience. Somewhere, maybe on this site, I've read Whitley say he thinks the liquid was given to him to "remember"! One night, my husband and I were both given a bitter white liquid. I've always thought it was to make us forget. It may be the liquid is given to experiencers for different results. Welcome to the board.
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Wax Tadpole
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Post Number: 1712
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 4:25 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Another "snippet" dream; I seem to have a pattern where, when I get back into steady recall, I begin to catch dream segments of a remarkably unoriginal nature. I wish I could remember more of this kind, as I'm sure, at least in this case, there was more creativity manifest elsewhere in the darn thing. Anyway:

"I am watching an episode of SG-1 as if I am within it. I am in a cave with the original cast, and yet they are doing the whole 'search for an anti-Ori weapon' plotline of the most recent seasons. They are trying to get some useful information from a hooded local, but he is very rude with them and eventually wanders off after giving them some snide comment/look. Dr. Jackson tries to reassure the team that they will eventually find some bit of evidence relating to the specifically-named item they would like to locate [can't recall the name though], but I can tell that he is actually very dubious about this. Col. O'Neill picks up on this as well, says something like, "ah, aren't you being just a wee bit too optimistic here?", and Jackson responds with that goofy eyebrow-raise-then-look-down gesture of his. Everyone gets really quiet and looks down in mild despair and weariness…"
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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opal
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Username: albi

Post Number: 1227
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 8:03 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Suddenly I feel a tapping or nuzzling next to me. I grab at whatever it is that is touching me, and discover it is a soft, satiny feeling limb. I look over with relief, expecting it to be one of the amphibian creatures, but instead it is a faintly-striped cream colored cat tapping me with it's paw.
Awwwh, that's so cute Wax.

Indigo, that's freaky, sounds like you're an experiencer.

I dreamt of a mathematical creature last night like in Anne's diary. It wasn't God though, it was my dad I was thinking of when I woke up.
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Wax Tadpole
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Post Number: 1716
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 12:40 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

At last it appears I'm about to get back into my "big dream" phase! Behold (as usual, in DJ format):

"Shuttle Mission/GSFC Maze/Squid & Crabs"
Wednesday, October 4 2006

As has been the pattern of late, I felt so groggy this morning that it took me a long time to get around to logging my latest dream, but my recall is steadily improving. In fact, even with the passage of so many hours (and an additional 'nap') this latest dream is still the lengthiest and most elaborate I've retained in at least a year! Due to it's length and clearly-defined transitions, I'll go ahead and divide this account up into "chapters":

I.) The Shuttle

The dream begins with me finding myself on the 'bridge' of a space shuttle. The crew has all taken ill, so for some reason that would only make sense in a dream I have been pressed into service as commander and pilot! I'm wandering around the 'bridge,' simultaneously feeling thrilled at the honor, and simply being one of the very few humans of this era who will get to be in space, and at the same time horrified that my lack of knowledge of how to operate the darn thing could well mean my demise. In a few moments, though, I'm able to calm myself by recalling that the process of reentry is mostly automated.
When reentry begins, my terror returns, so I do my best to distract myself with the remarkably realistic graphic displays showing the shuttle doing elaborate maneuvers, bouncing in and out of the atmosphere with an occasional red flash and banking and dipping it's wings for braking purposes (this would make a good dreamsign, as that would be insane to do for real). Suddenly, to my great surprise, the animations cease and I am on the ground! It is nighttime, and I can see landing-strip lights in the distance. It's quite lovely.
Seconds later, the hatch pops open, and I excitedly pop through the exit, finding myself in what is rather like an airport terminal (dreamsign: how did the shuttle get from it's normal, off-by-itself landing strip to this place?). I think I may have had an escort, but if I did they were caught up in the sudden rush of thrilled passengers that surge out of the rear section of the shuttle (The shuttle has no passenger cabin -- yet another dreamsign!). I wander off by myself, looking forward to receiving the sort of adulation that will be unique to the Shuttle Program's first (and likely only) lone-civilian shuttle crew!

II.) Mission Control

I find myself strangely alone in a very large but rickety old building that is being used as "Mission Control"! It is reminiscent of the old farmhouse that was once used as part of NASA's Goddard Space Flight Center for antenna testing purposes, and at which my father worked years ago (dreamsign). Since I'd been there many times as a youth, I believe I must have made the connection to the shuttle in choosing this environment to represent MC. The facility also had a bit of that converted-warehouse feel.
Working my way through the insanely-mazelike passages of this facility, I eventually find a 'guard desk,' which is, ludicrously, located at the very heart of the building (dreamsign). The guard there smiles and waves me through, and I go to a [lunchroom?] which has a couple of it's windows covered with wire mesh and red "Caution!" banners. This room has a mildly unfriendly look to it, and I see no obvious exits, so I go back past the guard desk and into a more modern yet spare-looking and poorly lit part of the building, with bare concrete walls.
In front of me is a steel door with a window that reveals a small retaining wall and a short series of steps outside (I conclude I am slightly below grade). I see some of the now-recovered Shuttle crew go through the door, and try to follow, but it shuts before I can reach it. Naturally, it turns out that it's the sort of door that needs a key-card to open, because when I try it, it refuses to budge *and* I set off an alarm.
I hurry back to the guard desk, and the same guard I met before smiles when I tell him about the alarm and merely waves me through again. I'm guessing my 'hero' status has earned me a 'pass.'
I try a different side passage, and eventually I lose myself completely in a very remote section of the building that has seemingly-endless pipes and cabling running along the ceiling, and various odd bits of equipment mounted into the *entire* floor. Some of the latter are quite wobbly, and I am afraid that I will damage something or pitch myself over and get seriously hurt, not to mention that I'm out of earshot of any potential rescuers! After a brief panic attack induced by my inability to retrace my steps, and yet another case of triggering an alarm, I do somehow manage to work my way out of this thicket and back to the "lunchroom". Yet again, the guard waves me through…

III.) A Meal of Whole, Raw Squid?

When I get back to the lunchroom, I notice that more of the windows have been covered with mesh and "Caution!" Banners (dreamsign -- why the sudden 'redecoration'?). I must have felt hungry, because, despite the room still having that unwelcoming air, I take the invitation of the nearby tableful of security staff (including my new guard friend) to join them for lunch. They are getting ready to eat Chesapeake Bay Blue Crabs and some weird kind of squids or small octopi. I've eaten the crabs many times before, so I grab one and give it a good whack with a mallet. Suddenly, though, it's gone (dreamsign), and I'm confronted with a big roll of parchment paper, which one of my lunchmates proceeds to open.
I feel an instant wave of revulsion, as the paper wrapping reveals a pile of soggy, raw whole squid. As my new pals chow down, I notice that some of the squid get split up into serving-size sections of tentacles, and each tentacle has a sucker-like structure at the stub-end that is in fact a recessed eye. My nausea increases dramatically, especially as the actions of the lunch gang cause the squids and squid parts to roll around in oily, juicy puddles. I'm only too relieved to let this dream fade (dreamsign -- I've had a revolting-seafood dream before).
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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Wax Tadpole
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 12:46 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Opal, my guess is that I've been around cats enough for that whole paw-tap-to-get-attention thing to penetrate my subconscious as a standard behavior. Years ago, I had one of my sisters' tap me on the nose several times to wake me up, and then of course there's Tev, who does it to blankets when he wants a human to spread it out for his burrowing needs! Now THAT'S a major "awww!"
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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Wax Tadpole
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 12:48 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I even suspect that maybe Tev was tapping or nuzzling me in the waking world. He likes to hit me up for snuggles in the wee hours when I'd typically be "REMming"...
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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opal
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 1:05 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I feel an instant wave of revulsion, as the paper wrapping reveals a pile of soggy, raw whole squid. As my new pals chow down, I notice that some of the squid get split up into serving-size sections of tentacles, and each tentacle has a sucker-like structure at the stub-end that is in fact a recessed eye. My nausea increases dramatically, especially as the actions of the lunch gang cause the squids and squid parts to roll around in oily, juicy puddles. I'm only too relieved to let this dream fade

Sounds like bad sex and before that you could be exploring a spaceship. Sure you weren't taken aboard the Trooper and probed for goo?

Eyes represent power on the other side, how much you can see. Sometimes they look like stones.

(Message edited by albi on October 04, 2006)
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Wax Tadpole
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 1:20 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Bad sex? Trooper, what's that? Nope, definitely no abduction here, just me narrowly missing yet another shot at an LD. It will happen eventually!

I don't recall the eyes as being especially distinctive; the only characteristics visibly setting them apart from the other suckers were the location at the stub-end center and the slightly-larger size. I only knew they were eyes in that strange, profound way you "know" things in dreams...
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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opal
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 1:26 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

It was just the revolting eyed tentacle dinner lolling about in distasteful puddles of goo...

Their eating it would suggest something sensual as well as maybe something sinister.

Eyes in the tentacles, fascinating. The insight of intimacy and its uncomfortable appetites.
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buddie
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Posted on Wednesday, October 04, 2006 - 8:43 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Tan colored cat waking you up could
have been BG (big-guy)waking you up.
he's into my sleep pattern and rarely
sleeps in until the alarm goes off
and cats OBE and get plenty of REM
according to Lobsang..LOL
He may be a Plumber and a Con but the
guy is no idiot..different thread :-)
Qua da di
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opal
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Post Number: 1254
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Posted on Thursday, October 05, 2006 - 7:55 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I had a wild dream of silver strings. People create silver strings when they make paths between their hearts. It's like a worldwide web and subtle connections complete the understanding.
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opal
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 8:32 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I really had a strange one, I don't understand very well at all. There was like a large pane of glass but there was a person inside it??!! But it wasn't a problem - it was like, this is how you expand?

People who live in glass houses, shouldn't throw stones?

________________________________________

Eh?
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John
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 3:32 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

I had the weirdest dream I went to help this woman establish a huge water garden. But she only had one kind of plant. So I told her that would never do and went a snitched plants at different gardens and planted them in her water garden. I kicked some kids nerf foot ball across the pond. planted these giant water iris plants with violet flowers like the bearded variety but they were like 9 feet tall. We planted ginger plants and cannas and all sorts of things. This woman’s garden is going to be beautiful. She was restoring it after some one had come in and plowed it over. I was glad to help after I got done planting what I had brought to her I was in this lean-to that met the waters edge. There was a podium there with a gift bag with sweet hart candies in it. boxes and boxes of them I started to munch on them and they were damned fine sweet heart candies let me tell ya. So I swiped the whole lot and started to walk back and I saw this woman with dark hair chasing me but I got away with the candy. And the end of the dream was an audio portion. Two ladies were talking well one was listening and the other was talking and she said; "it was then Martha that I knew I would never be alone again."

I LOVE the dream life

This is a journal entry but I wanted to share it with you all.

weird how ill eat the candy in some dreams but not in others. something to that i think but what i dont know yet.
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opal
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Post Number: 1293
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 7:33 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Wow, that's neat John. I like how you ran to guard your candy. Heheheheheheh
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John
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 7:56 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

trics or treat is comeing up. cant have some piggybacker taking my candy.
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slw
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 10:37 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

John, I'm happy that you got away with the candy!
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John
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 10:47 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

ill share with slw here's a sweet heart for you
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slw
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 10:48 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

The other night I dreamed about my husband but the dream was such that I wasn't able to tell him. In the dream, he was sitting in his recliner with his head back, then his head would fall forward and I would prop it back up. All the while I was trying to keep his head upright. This went on over and over. He was wearing a blue shirt. I didn't tell him since some dreams have meaning and that wasn't a good one.

A cataract was removed from his left eye on Monday. He was wearing his blue shirt. When we got home I had to start putting eye drops in his eye. He sits in the recliner with his head back.........LOL! We do this four times per day. I wonder why those types of dreams happen?
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slw
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 10:48 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

John, Thanks!
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Wax Tadpole
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 11:14 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Got any [Classic] Sour Bites in there?
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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John
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Posted on Friday, October 06, 2006 - 11:20 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

ya here you are waxy. thought you would have asked for those wax lips they use to make

any more sg1 dreams?
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opal
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I dreamt last night of the ages of man. It looked like a planet with rings around it and each ring represented an age. But there was no 'planet', just the rings and the 'planet' that was the species man.
Each age had different flavors and rhythms - and an essential character that remained the same but interacted with these things for different effects. It was like each age is 'husband' to the species. An interplay of active and passive qualities for a variety of end results.
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Wax Tadpole
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Nope, Mr. John; I've never had wax lips, but I did try a couple of those Nik-L-Nip things many years ago, or at least an imitation. BLEAH!!!!! What a nasty tasting liquid! I've had better cough syrup!

(Message edited by waxtadpole on October 07, 2006)
"It's the cuddly ones that meow."
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indigo75
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Wow great dream Opal. Sounds like there is alot of meaning in that. Do you know what the "essential Character" was?
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opal
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No, I don't know. It was just that each age reflected a different type of stimulus and balance of negative and positive - but the differences didn't change the essential character of the thing.
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Nina
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This past week I am having dreams all with the same guy in them that I mentioned in my 'school' dream above this post somewhere. I do NOT know this person in real life, and yet he keeps appearing in my dreams. The dreams are not weird in themselves, but the same character turning up night after night IS.

Nina
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The other night, I dreamed that I was in a large glass house. There was some sort of party or something going on, and I was descending a staircase and was surprised to see a friend I hadn't seen in awhile. He is very wealthy and has also been closely associated with one of the Illuminati families (one of the reasons we don't maintain a close friendship). Anyhow, we conversed very briefly and suddenly, the house was dark and empty. I was standing in the kitchen of the glass house and I looked up to see a small, spindly figure walking down the hallway towards me. There was moonlight shining down through the glass roof and, as he got closer, I saw that this was a little grey being. I got the feeling that he was not okay, and then, the dream shifted and he was lying on a table and there were people examining him. Since he was motionless (possibly dead), I got very close to where I could see him clearly, and was comparing his hands to mine, and looking at his skin. The next morning, I awoke very early and was very sick at my stomach. That lasted for several hours and I felt out of sorts the rest of the day. The following day I felt fine, and then this morning, I awoke around 3 a.m. to this ear-splitting sound of something flying very low and very fast through the sky. It was so loud that I was amazed that my partner continued to sleep through it, as it lasted a full 30 seconds, at least. In fact, I quickly got out of bed and went to the window while the noise was still going on, but whatever it was had already disappeared, even as the sound lingered. So I know that it wasn't a dream, and I can't imagine it being a plane, either. But I woke up again, a couple of hours later, with the same nausea that I had experienced a couple of days before. Even as I'm writing this, I have this overwhelming sensation of deja vu, so I don't know what that's all about.
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Scary moment during a dream.

I don't remember all of the dream but I was walking down a busy city street just looking into the crowd as I walked. When suddenly in front of me was a woman dressed in a black jumpsuit and she had a face like a snake. Her skin was smooth and flesh colored but her features where snake like. She had no hair, a slit for a mouth, no nose, and small eyes. I saw her coming and was immediately terrified. She on the other hand seemed confused by my reaction. She just stopped and stared at me with a quizzical look on her face. Scared me so bad I woke up, 4:05 am.
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Patricia Davis
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Jeez, russ--I'm so sorry. I've had similar dreams, but without the alien figure and also had loud fighter jets go over the house low (which is against regulations) and fast and literally make the crockery jitter on the shelves.

Wish I knew where in this huge thread I posted the most recent dream that reminds me a lot of yours...but I have no idea where to find it. It took place in an ornate old mansion full of big windows and the host of the party that was going on inside was the wealthy guy who I believe was my handler when I was in my early 20's (and possibly my Mum's too).

People sitting outside in cars were wearing masks, I remember. And there were graves in the back yard. Bad, bad dream. Hang in there, my friend
"When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross." Sinclair Lewis 1935
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russadams
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Thanks, Patricia! I seem to be having a lot of dreams with very bad signs in them. I'll e-mail you later in the week about part of it that I don't want to put out here on the board.

I don't know what was up with the low-flying aircraft. The strange thing is that my partner didn't notice anything, and it literally shook the windows.

On the other hand, last night I dreamed that I was playing for a Major League Baseball team and I was having quite a good time.
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Patricia Davis
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russ, the night that a brilliant blue-white light many feet across shone down through the glass roof of our condo building's atrium, not only did The Skeptic not wake up, but our neighbor swore he was awake then and HE noticed nothing.

Yet, I was wide awake (it was December and colder than the very dickens in our passive solar condo) and I ran to a walk-in closet and then to the bathroom, looking for a window facing in the direction that the beam of light was traveling. And I watched it move over the roof of the apartment building next door and blink out.

Non-experiencers seem to me to be under some kind of influence to not notice, not see or hear or feel what we're vividly experiencing. I wonder sometimes what it would be like to be in a relationship where both of us were experiencers--imagine the validation we'd get!!!
"When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross." Sinclair Lewis 1935
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John
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this is too weird to not let you guys and gals hear about. tonight I was watching a show about Norway and was falling asleep doing so. I turned off the TV and closed my eyes and started to dream immediately.

I was watching a seen actually unfold of some ones life (Scandinavian prophet) it was like he was struggling and struggling but something he had said in the past actually turned out to be true and he was down trodden and living on the streets and the people discovered who he was and some one took him in and nursed him to health and he became like a celebrity. the things he told people actually helped them to understand about living with each other and created like a movement in thought. everywhere he went people became prosperous and happy.

just wondering is there a Scandinavian prophet or psychic? he would be in his 40 if he is alive today.

anyway it was an interesting dream I thought.

a couple nights ago I had a dream of a goddess not sure which one but she was a highly decorated bass relief in a medic or Hindu fashion.

bright magenta gold orange teal just real colorful. anyway she opened her mouth and sort of sang or sort of yawned and 5 doves flew from her mouth. I am pretty sure it was 5 anyway. and that was the dream it was set in some sort of underground temple lit by torches.

weird dreams
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John
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cant edit posts . hum my pass word has been changed too or the function is just down, weird, anyway. the word I was trying to use was vedic not medic.
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Maybe "medic" aint so far removed from vedic!

Indigo, way to go; I know that took a great deal of courage. Sounds like you made a significant step forward.

Opal, that dream with the rings. Very uber-cool.



I just finished writing a dream out that I had, one of those bombs tossed in just before awaking (I am getting more and more of those lately). Had to shorten it because parts of it made me suddenly uncomfortable. These kinds of dreams, the ones where they get tossed in almost as an afterthought at the very END of the dream cycle..... It's sort of like going to visit your Mother for a weekend and as you are getting ready to go she says "OH, by the way, your father was a two-headed Manatee, and your Uncle Joe stood in all those years because we did not want you thinking you were weird or something! Bye!" It's been like that for me lately.

I met the woman who is the Mother of Christ in its next incarnation. She had this smile that said she was keeping a really big secret (she was working hard not to smile real big; she kept it down to a small controlled smile). She was actually very down to Earth. There were the words we were speaking, and then there was this other language, which I don't know if it was even tellepathic; it almost was more like reading her body english, really looking at how her eyes moved, how her eyebrow raised when she said something. It felt like this other quiet wordless language was going on. That seemed to be THE crux of the "conversation." In fact, she didn't even tell me her name or who it was that she was. I just knew.

Like Forest Gump: "that's all I have to say about that."
"No Guru, no method, no teacher, Just you and I and nature"- Van Morrison
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damon

sounds very symbolic. snakes can sometimes conotate wisdom. is there perhaps a woman in your life that you should be listening to?
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buddie,


quote:

Hale you explained that perfectly from my
point of view.I had a dream like that where
you had to either have been there or Feel it
to understand the connectedness??
Nothing Intellectual about it..Actually
it was all so very simple..like your song
says..it also felt like I have been here
before or that I was familiar with this
connectedness and simple forgot about it.
I was in Bliss and I felt safe..the feeling
lasted well into the morning..
thanks for posting that.




I don't make it over here very often, and just read through this post. Funny.

I know just what you mean. Connected through this......returning sense of self perhaps. I think of it as god-think for want of a better word. The Native People would call it sacred, or wakan. And I think it is. If everyone had it, the world would be a different place. And you would be its Haiku Queen.

(Message edited by hale on October 12, 2006)
"No Guru, no method, no teacher, Just you and I and nature"- Van Morrison
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Hale
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Snakes have also been challenges, problems to face in the past.
"No Guru, no method, no teacher, Just you and I and nature"- Van Morrison
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Posted on Friday, October 13, 2006 - 8:14 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

and you can INTERPRET...
Qua da di
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Southern Cross
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Last night I had one of my recurring tornado dreams. They're usually all similar. I watch a series of tornados moving towards my location. Sometimes there are as many as five lined up all at once. Most of the time they come close, but pass by. Last night was different in that I was actually in three separate buildings that had direct hits. In some cases the building would start to shatter around me. I also felt a great pressure when the tornado passed and felt myself about to be sucked up by the storm. Any thoughts?
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dirkwright
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I've only had a one or two tornado dreams. I assume they are about change, hopefully positive change.