Secret worlds

Wow I had a really detailed dream this time but was abruptly woken up so I’m not sure how much I will remember. I was in a giant old house and had found three secret passageways that led to an attic that was in a different world. One of the entrances was accessed via a button on the fireplace remote. One of them was a secret passage in a wall accessed by pushing a button in a knothole in wood paneling, and I knew there was a third but couldn’t find it when I was looking for it.

The dream started when a kid accidentally pushed the button on the remote. I heard walls moving and then came running in. I didn’t want them to find the other entrances.

The next thing I remember I had gone through the entrances and suddenly it wasn’t an attic in my house but it was an attic in my church. Ben, our priest, was holding a meeting and apparently people had been accessing the world regularly and moving there. There was no government and no taxes and because of that there was really no infrastructure. There were starting to be problems and there was no currency to fix them. We were brainstorming in the meeting and first decided to host a ball. Men would wear formal attire and women would wear wedding dresses. As we continued to discuss, someone built up added security at the entrances. I thought about shouting “build a wall” but thought it might not be appreciated in the mixed democrat/republican group. Ben was trying to write the motion on a whiteboard (which is weird, since he never does that in meetings.) The marker was out of ink though so you could barely read it.

So the motion passed to increase security between the worlds and discourage people from coming and going. I asked “What happens to the people who are already in the world? Are you not going to let them come back?” And no one had an answer. Finally they agreed they would just discourage it but not prevent it.

There were three levels to the world- the entry level where the attic was, a second level and a third level. We were going to try to keep people on the third level so it was more separated from “our world.” Also there were new entrances being discovered every day- Ben held up one that was literally just a little button on a piece of paper. We didn’t know about all of them.

After the meeting, I left and went out of the attic. I had assumed that the ball was cancelled but then Michael said he would take me to go get a wedding dress. He was joking that he had never been able to take someone shopping for one of those and see it. I said that there wasn’t going to be a ball and he said he had talked to Ben who said there would be. I laughed and said that it was a terrible way to discourage movement between the worlds- to show everyone the doors and have a great time and then say don’t use them. We decided Ben just really wanted to have the ball.

There were also some sort of snowman people who lived in this world.

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Office Space

I dreamed I was at work but I was in a very small room. I still worked in customer care but repair was in our room too. We were trying to make copies of a process and repair refused to give us a copy of their spreadsheet. They went through a fancy animated presentation but I still needed the spreadsheet. A friend of mine tried to make a copy of it but the copier wasn’t working so someone had it moved to where my desk was. We all had to cram into a little tiny office space area. I was so close to one lady our legs were touching. I told Elizabeth we were too crowded and she said it was fine. The lady next to me asked about how I had gotten something done and I said J had done it while repair was talking about something I wasn’t interested in. Then it switched and we worked for the church. I was trying to document training for a call center to support the church and tell them when to call the office vs. when they could handle things. I started documenting funeral procedures and I took some soap or something and wrote instructions on the floor (which was brick) just inside the chapel. As I was leaving it was dark and rainy and I almost got hit by a car.

“Meeting” expectations

I dreamed I was at church for a building committee meeting. Brian (our architect) was there presenting. There were two or three other groups there meeting and so midway through we switched to the library. There was food there and my childhood friend Alison was there. She found a load of fresh blueberry bread and said she was going to have one slice, but then the two of us ate the entire loaf. Bill Buhner or someone was writing budget numbers on the board. I took a picture of them.

Afterward, Will and Ben were going to a dinner but Will left his bag outside. It had a red plastic folder inside (the kind that’s like a portable filing pouch.) He has also left a couple of other things. He was sick and appeared to have the flu so I was worried about getting sick but I decided to take them to his office. On the way I stopped off in another room like the library. For some reason I took off my shirt and bra and was washing them. Then a new people came in (Suzie was cleaning and I wondered why.) I explained I had spilled something on my anker and was washing it. Michael was there too.

At one point I had a 1:1 with Elizabeth, my boss. She was yelling at me about staffing but then told me about some program where you and your kid could fly to NY for a mentoring program. I started filling out the application online and realized Austin and aj had already started.

Time To Resume

I was at a house getting ready for a festival of some sort. It was a big empty house and I was going up and downstairs. There were neat old clocks that didn’t work scattered around on the floor. The day of the festival, we went to a booth and were with Emily and Rob. At the booth they fixed old clocks. I was upset that I didn’t realize that’s what they were for and Emily bought a plain white plastic clock.

There was something about filmmaking in the dream but I don’t remember what.

We went back inside the house and Rob had given gifts to me and Emily. She was disappointed in hers- it was stationary. I thought it was cute- colorful spiral bound notebooks. I had opened part of mine but not a small wrapped package in the gift bag. It was a notepad and you could write on it and at the top it had games you could play. I was really excited.

Baby Talk

I dreamed I was at the church. James had been saying that there was a ghost, and no one believed him. It was dark out, and we had gone into an outdoor kitchen of sorts. I was trying to write processes. There was a family there with a baby, and suddenly the baby started making a fake, mechanical crying sound. When I got closer, it started singing this song about being a ghost. I freaked out and ran away. I tried to tell everyone about it, and no one believed me. I eventually went back in the room and they were there holding the baby. This time, it sounded like a real baby. But as they started to walk out, the baby started speaking to me in adult language with big words, and I panicked again.

Making Room for the Next Phase

I was living in a “new” house although it felt like I had been there a while. The house was large, and I didn’t understand how much space it had. I was getting ready to clean it, and I discovered that in addition to the main house, there was an entirely new floor below (in the basement) that had a very long hallway with extra rooms. Many of them were bedrooms, and in fact some had multiple bunk beds. I remember thinking that I didn’t realize how much extra sleeping space we had. I felt overwhelmed at the idea of cleaning it all, but I closed off some of the rooms that I wasn’t going to need immediately, and then I started cleaning my own bedroom first. I was dusting a shelf, and there were items from my childhood that I didn’t really like. There were some very feminine, girly things like ceramic hearts with fake lace around the edge. I thought to myself that I didn’t need to keep those things, and that I needed to donate them or sell them.

Then the dream shifted (or maybe it was a second dream.) I was supposed to go to the young adult group at the church and talk to them about Servant Ministry projects. I was supposed to be there at a certain time. First, I was in a big area that resembled an airport but with lots of food places. I was looking for something to eat. It also felt a little like a college dorm cafeteria. I was planning to eat and then go to the meeting. I stopped Will and asked if it was ok if I turned it into a game. I was planning to do trivia like “How many people did we feed with Stop Hunger Now?” He said that was fine. But then I missed the event (maybe this is when I was cleaning??) Dylan came in and said that he and his dad had done it, and although he hadn’t wanted to go, he ended up winning the trivia.

A New Sherrif in Town

It’s been a while since I have remembered a dream in great detail. Last night, the dream started out in a yard. Buster was chasing deer but this time it was a herd of tiny deer (babies about the size of cats with one momma deer.) By the time I realized they were so small and might not be able to get out of his way, it was too late. I ran over and one deer was so tiny it got on my finger. But instead of hurting them, he played with them and they became friends. I was afraid to touch the tiny one for fear the mother would reject it (much like a baby bird.)

Then the dream shifted. I was in a work trip to the Philippines with a group of people. Me, Daphnie’s friend Marie and one other person- a guy that reminded me of my old friend Doug and the capital campaign consultant Jesse-  were staying in the Shangri La but Marie had found rates for $120 per night. Rather than being in the main part of the hotel though, we were in a section off the garage. You walked out the door like you were going to the parking garage but instead of going straight out one door, you turned to the right. You walk past a big black desk that belonged to Ramon (from Honduras) and there were rooms. They were light and airy and were set up to be multiple bedrooms surrounding a central common area. There was also an outdoor living area. The only problem I was having was getting the phone to work. I was trying to connect an old manual phone to wifi to call home for free. As I was working on that, they wanted to switch hotels for the next week but I was concerned about the extra cost. I suggested we just try to move into he main part of this hotel. Then I walked out into a mall area, and I was sitting on a bench talking to my old colleague Dave. We had a dog and a tiny puppy that fit on the palm of my hand. Dave was supposed to be taking care of the puppy but he wasn’t paying attention to it. I was worried it would die. It had wandered behind the bench and gotten wet. I picked it up and tried to dry it off and warm it up. Then Dave said he was starting a new call center in New Orleans. I said confratulations and he told me he wanted me to come work there and move from Atlanta. I told him I was flattered but that I didn’t live in Atlanta any more. I explained my kids were going to be seniors in high school so I couldn’t leave and he said that if I was interested after that it would be perfect timing because it would take that long for him to get there and be ready for me. Then we saw Elizabeth and our other colleagues walk by. They were dressed in old west attire. I asked what they were doing and he said it was an excursion. I was upset because I didn’t know about it and he said the other guy rooming with us had sent out a full agenda. I was not pleased I didn’t get one, but he said I could take his spot. He was supposed to be the sherif. I put a leash on the big dog. He was pretty good about staying with us, but I wanted to be sure he was safe. I wrapped the little dog in a blanket.  I ran to catch up and Alison was there, my old friend from high school. I put the sherif stars on my chest and she said “thank God you’re here”- apparently it had been challenging with more disruptions since there was no one playing the part of sherif. We started running, and just barely made it to a train that was about to leave. We had to open the doors on the moving train and jump on. It we made it, and I remember thinking this was harder than I thought. Then I woke up.

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Interpretation: I believe that this dream was a clear answer to a prayer. I was asked to do something at the church that I was hesitant to do. I had told the person who asked me – almost word for word – the answer that I gave Dave about this job. I also had talked to Ben about the request at the church, and he suggested that a better time would be in a few years. That aligned with what Dave told me that “he wasn’t ready yet anyway.” I think the part of the dream about the sheriff/ old west was telling me that when it was time to do this job, it would be a lot more work than what I expected.

I have not yet figured out what the miniature animals represent. 🙂