I dreamed that I was at a preview of a band performance. This year it was a combination performance with another school. The intro was very long with the color guards and there was a long time when the rest of the bands came on the field and were not playing. Alex was in an M&M costume. The show wasn’t great and as soon as it was over I went behind the school to go to the bathroom, but ended up coming back. I had to go through an area where people were tailgating. They were getting yelled at for it my being a good show.
I dreamed I was taking Alex to Tyler’s house. I had only been there once or twice but I remembered where it was. You turned in through these big pillars and then pulled into a huge community garage. Once in the garage, Alex jumped on a bicycle to bike the rest of the way to his house. While he was gone people asked me to move my truck because I had just left it (and a trailer) parked in the middle of everything. I was really worried about not wanting to back up with the trailer. Once I moved it, I got out again and this man held up a bird flapping it’s wings to my neck. He was punishing me and it was really unpleasant.
I dreamed I was at a convention. I was riding in a van of people, some that I know and some that I didn’t, but I had grown close to most of them. Mac was driving the van. Bryan was there but he kept missing the activities. We were at one session in a grocery store. There were performances and basketball and it was really entertaining and motivational. After it was over I was watching people. Two women got into a shoving fight. One of them looked familiar and I asked and someone said she was on Judge Judy or another court show. Another person told me they had decided their calling was elder care- specifically nutrition. I suggested they talk to Alison because she was interested in elder nursing and maybe they could partner. Everyone had gone back out to the car but me. I started going out and Mac called and she had moved the van. They were over by a restaurant and bar. When I walked by the bouncer stamped my hand even though I wasn’t going inside. I got in the last row of the van and a black guy I don’t know in real life jumped out to put my bag in the back. The van started driving and I was yelling not to leave him. He ran so fast and leaped into the moving van with a big smile. We all cheered. Then I noticed Mac in the back with us, and I couldn’t figure out who was driving but then I realized another woman was driving.
I dreamed that we were in a shop and the ship had wrecked. We made it to Mam-ma’s old house but the next ship with the rest of the supplies wasn’t due in for several weeks so we had no communication with the outside world. I tried to go outside because Mam-ma was mowing the yard but in some spots she was mowing and in others there was snow. I had to walk through waist deep water to get from the backyard to the front yard. Then we were in the kitchen and Alex came in the back door with two friends and their mother. Mam-ma was in her nightgown and was embarrassed. He wanted them to come over and play Xbox and she said no. So he went to their house instead. I walked over to talk to him and get him settled. My Netflix remote was on their coffee table in the game room so I took it. I went downstairs and all the adults were getting ready for a big family meal. I was apologizing for being dirty and smelly and explained about the shipwreck. I walked back over and asked Mam-ma if she cared what time he came home and she suggested 15 minutes. I laughed and said that was way too short. I told her we normally let him come home at 10 or 11. She pointed out that’s when he was driving though so walking he could get home earlier. She suggested 8, and I was debating about whether to push it to 9 or 9:30 since she would be in bed.
I wrote down a few snippets of dreams on paper next to my bed over the last week, but I didn’t write them down in full at the time, so I’m not sure which days the dreams occurred and I don’t remember the details of the dreams. But here’s what I’ve got:
car dealer/rental Terry from My Friend’s Place
pee everywhere dropping from ceiling
no one would help
Ok…the only part of this dream I remember clearly was when I went into the bathroom. It was very unclean and there were pools of urine on the floor, and it was on the ceiling dripping down. No matter what I did, I couldn’t escape from getting it on me. It was disgusting and I was so grossed out. This is oddly similar to Camp Capers, where there was also a bathroom and I was getting excrement all over me.
gone on trip
met guy at apt (?)
reservation at Mexican Villa in Nixa
lost on Highway 116
almost to Fayettville
Almost plane crash
cat hair in apt
Cousins at CVS exchanging —-?
This dream obviously relates to my recent trip back to Springfield. I don’t know what the significant of the number 116 is – that doesn’t mean anything to me.
Last night I dreamed I was in a live video game. I was taking care of two children – a boy and a girl. I don’t remember them clearly, but it seems like they were spoiled and very bratty. We were playing a live video game. In the game, there were two components, a “story” component that included mysteries that needed to be figured out and a racing part where you were in cars that went very, very fast and the goal was to beat everyone else. The racing was set up as boys vs. girls. There were also dogs involved, though I don’t know how. I started on the story part, and I was in a hallway going through different doors trying to find something. I finished with the racing part, and it was really fun – I was going super fast and didn’t want to stop.
Because I didn’t write the whole dream down when I woke up, I lost a lot of the details. However, I’m certain that this dream stems from my participation in the Women’s March on Jackson yesterday. Obviously, the clear distinction between boys and girls reflects some of the core missions promoted by the march. I also think that most people (on both the left and the right) are acting unprofessionally and unproductively – perhaps aligning with the “naughty” boy and girl in the dream. I definitely feel conflicted between the call for action positioned against the need for meditation and taking time to really understand and listen.
I dreamed that I was going to make spaghetti sauce. I put the water and A can of tomato paste on the stove but never bought the rest of the ingredients. An hour later I looked at it and it was just a watered down mess. I said it would be ok because it only took an hour to cook so I could go get the other ingredients and still have time.
Then we went to an Ole Miss Football game. When I got there, Aunt Sandy was inside. I was so surprised that her health would be good enough to go to a game. I didn’t go inside though because I was waiting on mom and dad and Michael to arrive. Mom got there and we went to get a Diet Coke. I looked and they also had some unusual soda options. I don’t remember now what they were. We sat in a small air conditioned room drinking the soda and it was very cold.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written down chicken scratches on a pad by my bed. Last night I “woke up” several times with snippets of dreams, but I couldn’t pull myself out from behind the veil of sleep to actually write them down.
My issue is compounded by the fact that I’m not even interpreting these notes until 16 hours later, so… this dream will leave a little to be desired.
The notes I can read are:
permission (or maybe parmesan)
Pills to share
I remember being at a work convention with my boss Elizabeth. It was very stressful and I feel like I wasn’t prepared to complete the readouts. I was looking for a copier or a printer, and I was running through the halls and couldn’t find one to use. I felt like it had been set up in a temporary room and that it had moved. I was very worried about being late.
At one point I was talking with EO (maybe we were back in our hotel room?) and I was trying to take pills. There were some tiny ones in the bottom of the pill bottle, plus other larger ones. Some of them had turned to dust, and so it was really hard to find the little ones, as they were blending in with the dust. When I tried to get them out I made a mess.
I dreamed that I worked at the mall (where I worked during college.) I had gotten a second job at Victoria’s Secret and it was the first day of work. I was supposed to be there at 8:00, and I left my current job a few minutes early. I had to turn around and go back because I realized I wasn’t wearing any shoes. That was apparently acceptable at my other job, but I realized I had to wear shoes at Victoria’s Secret.
I put my shoes on (they were black tennis shoes) and started walking through the mall again to get there. I was worried that I should have worn my black dress shoes instead, but I thought they might hurt my feet. I realized I was likely to be late, because I had to walk the entire length of the mall from one end to the other. At one point, the only way to move forward was to go up these steep hills in the mall. The floors were slanted, and although there were some non-skid places (much like you would see in a bathtub, I still was sliding backwards. The friends I was with (one of whom helped me get the job at VS) were having no problem getting up the hills, and there were also kids clambering up, and they didn’t have any problems either. I became frustrated because I kept sliding backwards. One of the little kids looked at me and said, “You might need to ask for help. I had to have help twice climbing up!” I glared at the kid and ignored them. Then I took my shoes and socks off to get more traction, and that worked and allowed me to get to the top of the series of hills. I ran the rest of the way to work, and fortunately, they weren’t mad at me for being late.
I checked in and everyone was gathered outside the store for a team briefing. I noticed that I was dressed differently than everyone else. They were all wearing stylish suits, and I was wearing more of a frumpy dress. I asked what they wanted me to work on, and my boss was moving things around outside on a sale display but he sent me inside to work on something else. While I was in there, I asked someone if I should buy some new clothes to wear to work. In my dream, Victoria’s Secret sold clothes not lingerie and they started shifting through the racks of clothes pulling out things for me. I said that their store didn’t sell clothes large enough for me so I would have to order online, but in my dream, they did have some larger sizes.
I don’t necessarily have a full interpretation here, but I wanted to share a couple of parallels.
1- Some things aligned with Dylan starting his new job.
- He went in (late) to work on Saturday (at 8:00) because he was at guard camp. I know he was worried about being late.
- He had to wear black shoes, and rather than buying new black tennis shoes, he decided to wear his Dinkles from band.
2- Obviously, several things had to do with my persona.
- Victoria’s Secret was an odd choice for a job first of all. The fact that they sell lingerie points to something about my persona I am keeping hidden, or maybe that’s usually hidden.
- I also have emotional connections with VS because I am frustrated that they don’t carry any larger sizes in-store. If I purchase their things in real life, I have to order online.
- I was dressed different and “frumpier” than my coworkers. I think this ties back to my fear of the merger at work. After working from home for so many years, I’m not sure I know what to wear and how to fit in anymore. I certainly would have to go shopping so I have things to wear other than jeans. 😦
A few things to ponder:
- Malls – I dream about malls a lot. I suspect this is because I worked at a mall at a pivotal time in my life (during and after my divorce). It was the first job I found on my own, and it was the first job I quit. There are lots of emotions tied up in that period.
- Shoes – For me, this is clearly a symbol of something that helps me get from one place to another. It’s a part of my persona but also practical from a protection standpoint. The fact that I had forgotten my shoes and then took them off anyway is interesting.
- The hills/slopes in the mall – this one is pretty clear. I know I am stubborn and so it’s not surprising I would refuse help from someone else. Someone tried to tell me to ask for help, but I wanted to fix it for myself. Would it have been easier to ask for help? Maybe, but I remember feeling embarrassed and worried they wouldn’t be able to pull me up because of my weight.