Lately my dreams have been quite adventurous and emotional.
Last night, I dreamed about being held captive by a mean man, and it wasn't just me, but two children and an adult or two. I was trying to ride him out, but then he was mean to one of the kids.... I told him if he didn't take it back, I would have to kill him.
How we got into this captivity, I have no idea, and there were so many details. I was helping one girl work on some artwork, when the man an? a woman took it and were re-working it. The little girl looked dissapointed, dejected and I grabbed it from them.... under much protest from these adults who thought the horses looked much better after they doctored them up. I took the paper, and soaked it in something which with some working erased the work, and the little girl worked on it with my help.
Before this situation, however, I was watching flowers grow and dance (shedding shells and blooming) before my eyes. I won't go into detail, but there was dialogue with others and vivid colour.
Night before last, I dreamt a good friend (Rick) had died and we were at his funeral. My husband said his goodbyes, then I walked up to the casket and kissed Rick (as is my custom) for the last time, but his skin was not cold and waxy and his face moved. Then his eyes opened. I told myself I was imagining it, as my imagination takes over sometimes. Then Rick sat upright and said, "What's goin' on?" I told him we all thought he was dead, and he said it must have been the medication.
Next thing I knew, there were four ouf us flying (just using our bodies somehow) to the moon and holding on tightly..... guess there was still gravity! Rick was still a bit sickly, so I was holding him up, too.
Night before that, my friend Lori and I were meeting some men at a fancy restaurant. They were from another country, and seemed nice enough. The one had designs on Lori, and she was flattered. But when he and his companion left for a moment, a woman, who is his sister came up to us and said we were cheap and to leave him alone. Then his wife (that's right! his wife!) showed up and we were blown away. The guy had planned to take Lori as one of his wives.
Lori and I grabbed up our fancy meat and dinner to go and also the wine and high tailed it out of there in her van.
They chased us, but we lost them, and took a detour to a women's healing centre.... which was a cross between a holy retreat campus and a tourist attraction. But our friend Karann was there, and she put something in my pocket..... shhhhh, she said, and I realized she stole it and gave it to me! I was looking for a basket to place it in, because why would I steal this? An alarm went off for a second and I put it down immediately!!!
There was chocolate that was good for you somehow, but we were already eating organic chocolate bars and people were confused looking for what we were eating there. The grounds were lovely, and the woman in charge was giving Lori? a reading. I meandered along the pathways and gardens, smiling at the women there. The flowers were amazing, and there were ponds with fountains....... I remember the scent was so clean and lovely.
As I walked to Lori's van, She was coming out to greet me...... with a newborn babe in her arms! Yep, she had a baby, and didn't even know she was pregnant. She was smiling and named her Melissa or something, maybe Misty. (In waking life, Lori is a hyster-sister of mine, so this won't happen).
Also, last week, I dreamed friends and I were headed to a St Patrick's party, complete with green hats and masks! So many of us..... I sneaked into a psych ward at a hospital to visit sombebody, and then got on a bus with the rest of those heading to the party.
The children were going in a separate bus to a kid's party, and my friend wanted me to make a nametag with her small daughter's contact info and bus number on it. But it was taking me too long for her liking, and she passed her daughter on to a woman in a van who said she'd deliver the little girl to the bus. I took the completed name tag to the kids' bus, only to find the little one absent. The woman in the van had kidnapped her! And no one in charge would listen to me! Some lady behind me kept saying the girl was doomed, and probably bad things were happening to her right then.... I was weeping when I awoke.
It's been a strange few nights.
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I think the baby is my friend's new life situations.... not so sure about Rick's death, or not actual death.... I hope that means he'll get better soon... he's been in a nursing home for aboutr 4 years.
Who knows what about the traumatic struggles?
Maybe it's just my panick going into my dreams instead of manifesting so much in waking life.
I'm headed to work and looking forward to the day.
Bless you, Kathryn, for all your comments everywhere...... you are a remarkable and uplifting gifted woman.
Take care.
Don't you wish you had a dream recorder that you could play back the following day? A dream like this makes a pretty good story.
Yes, Carl, I often wish that I had a dream recorder..... I think it would make an off beat series of some kind...... Twin Peaks? He He! Maybe the content would not be as compelling, but the characters would.
Joyce, a vacation is definitely overdue......by years, decades even. I want to go to the ocean and wash all the tension clean away.....
Thanks for sharing all your dreams with me, you all. And sweet dreams to all of you, Kim and Kathryn, I hope you remember nothing but bliss.....
Have you been yearning to spend more time with friends, but unable to do so of late? If so, maybe that's why you see so much of them in your dreams. I think it's interesting that you rescue and defend so often - perhaps it's a sign of a brave and generous soul?
Thanks for sharing!