I have vivid and unusual dreams, when I remember them. Often, they play out like movies. If dreams can tell us anything about ourselves, then this dream journal should tell a lot about me! (Let's hope it doesn't just say I'm a crazy lady.)

Sunday, 22 June 2008

Child To Adult Confidence Dilemma

In the dream from last night, Robert and I had two neighbors who were a gay couple and very nice. They arranged to meet us for dinner. We were in Swansea, and drove down to the marina as there was a small shoppping center along the marina with the restaurant that we wanted to go to.

When we got there and were waiting for our food, I got the urge to go for a walk on my own. I went outside and turned around a corner and found myself in an old looking neighbourhood, similar to one of the roads near where I lived when I really did live in Wales.

I was suddenly a child again, and there was a group of girls who were making fun of the way I was dressed. I felt very small and embarrassed. One of the girls in the group was not happy with the teasing but she went along with it even though she felt bad because she didn't want to be made fun of too. I went back to the restaurant and was then an adult again, and our food had been served, so I sat to eat.

Then the dream replayed again, exactly the same except for this time, when I was the small girl being teased, I felt more confident and sure of myself. I spoke up for myself and walked away in confidence, knowing that I didn't really care what the other girls thought.

Swimming Upstream & Affording A Puppy

I had two dreams that I remember from last night.

In the first one, I was a child and there were other children around me. All of the streets were flooded, like a river, and we were swimming in them. There came a split in the river/road. On one side, which is the side the current was pulling me towards, I could hear rocks and a waterfall. The other side looked like a more peaceful direction, but it was a real struggle to swim that way. Eventually, with a lot of effort, I directed myself down the peaceful path and others were going that way too. We swam into a neighbourhood where really huge houses (like houses for giants) lined the river/road. I had the feeling we were being watched from above, but no one else seemed bothered by it. I saw a giant plastic "castle" in the water, like the tiny ones you would see in fish tanks and that's when I knew - We were being treated like pet fish and watched for the fun of it. I didn't feel threatenend by it, but I wanted to make my own way and not have anyone giving me "treats," so I started heading back up the river/road to where it had forked. I had no idea where the other direction led, but I was determined to take it.

At this point, my daughter Bella started talking in her sleep so I woke up, and went to get her settled again.

In the second dream, which came to me sometime after I got back to sleep, I only remember the end of it. I found out that my husband had sold our new(ish) couch and loveseat (which we just finished paying off) to a pawn shop because we didn't have enough money to buy my daughter Angelica's puppy and we had promised her she could have one. I was really angry with him for not talking to me about it first and for doing something so foolish.

When I woke up at this point, I asked him, sleepily, if he had sold our furniture. He laughed and said no and I drifted back to sleep for a short while. LOL!

In reality, we have the money to buy the dog. I think I'm just used to worrying about money because I've been through so many financially rough patches in the past.

Monday, 16 June 2008

Altered Church-Goers

I had the strangest dream last night. Everyone who attended church regularly and all of the religous leaders were suddenly consumed with a type of fanatacism and they were killing anyone who even slightly disagreed with what they preached. We tried to find our reverend because we knew he was rational and would not be taken over by this weird phenomena, but he had been altered too. And they all had strange powers. They could grab bullets out of the air and had super strength and speed. Victoria, my oldest daughter, was part of them.

The other kids and Robert and I were captured by people we used to consider friends and we were being led to our execution when Robert and I fought back and gave the kids a chance to run. Then we, too, started running, and that's when I woke up.