I dreamed that we had just moved into a new home. It was a beautiful home and I absolutely loved it. The best part was that there were multiple areas designed for entertaining. When you walked in the back door, there was a covered (or perhaps screened in) porch with lots of seating. In the living room, it was a big open floor plan with several conversational areas. Aunt Sandy was there and Ashley was there. We were sitting and talking and enjoying ourselves. The house sat on a lake, and I looked out the window and saw gravestones floating in the lake toward our house. I was horrified and thought that flooding must have caused this, and I was certain there were dead bodies in the lake below the surface as well. I called someone to report this, and they said I needed to add something to our water before we drank it. I was horrified thinking that we might be drinking water that was contaminated with bodies. I didn’t have any of the chemicals they were talking about so I tried to use hand sanitizer, but it ended up being anti-microbial hand lotion (not even sure what that is!)
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.
In my dream, we had all moved to a new house. Alex invited five friends over and they were playing dress up in full costumes. They were like onesies and there were soldiers, cowboys and more. I realized that they didn’t have time to change and get to school on time and so I told them to get changed. Dylan was driving us, even though the school was within walking distance. Dylan went to pick up his friend and came back and was waiting in the driveway. Then suddenly I was a student and had to go too. I was worried about having to run laps for being late to band and I didn’t know if I could do it. Also that day we had a field trip scheduled to a science museum that included an aquarium. I didn’t want to be sweaty to go to the museum. As we were walking in, Aunt Sandy called me.
I dreamed that I was living on a farm. Buster was there and we got another dog that was a lab as well. Unlike Buster, he was fearless and his favorite thing was to jump in the pond and swim. He would get in the pond every time he was near it. I saw a little girl giving him Denta Sticks and someone asked if it was ok that he was eating an entire bag. I freaked out and said no. The little girl got upset and I said that eithe she or Dylan could give him his one per day.
Then suddenly we saw an army nearby. They saw our house and started running for it. I panicked and tried to call Michael. I was so afraid that I had a hard time dialing the numbers and really had to concentrate. When I called he said it would be fine, that they only wanted shelter and rest. I was in a group of people and when we got back to the house there were guards there and they let us right in. I was riding on the shoulders of my twin brother and as soon as we got through the door he collapsed and passed out.
Then we were in the bathroom getting ready to leave. There were several young men there who were putting on sparkly pink lipstick and they were getting ready to go to the club.
I had a terrible dream. Alex had been acting strangely. I came in and he asked to do something and I said no. He started sobbing and shaking and rocking hysterically. Come to find out he was on drugs. He went to rehab and when he came back he wanted to go running through the alleys with friends but we wouldn’t let him for fear he would find drugs. We were worried there were drugs hidden at the house too. Then we found these tiny dolls that you could hold in your hand. He freaked out and bit their heads off. I somehow knew they were alive and had something to do with the drugs. He wanted to swallow their heads and I said no that I would flush them down the toilet. When I went into the bathroom though, someone had an accident and there was poop and vomit everywhere. When I flushed the toilet it just kept coming back up. It was terrible and I was afraid I would never be able to get rid of the dolls. We were in another house somewhere and Alex really wanted to fly home. We were considering it but then realized that his mom wasn’t going to be in town and neither of us would be. We felt like he wanted to just move out and live on his own. It was sad and scary and we weren’t sure what to do.
In this dream, I was on a college campus. There was some sort of crime or mystery happening that I was trying to solve. I figured it out right before the next incident was about to happen and I went to stop them. It was a group of people in wheelchairs and I convinced them that they had the wrong targets- that it only accounted for 4 percent of the population but that they should target gymnastics instead. I sat on the wheelchair with one of them. Ultimately it stalled enough that they would b able to be caught and stopped. I started walking home and someone tried to make plans with me for Thursday night. I said I couldn’t because I had a date with my mom. We were going to try to figure out the mystery but now it was solved we would find something else to do. Then I passed some celebrity as I was leaving campus but I don’t remember who.
As I got back to the apartment, I passed a restaurant right next to my building. My childhood friend Alison owned it, and as I walked by her son came out and said “Did you see —- (the celebrity) as you left campus too?” I laughed and told him yes. Then I went up to our apartment which was a luxury apartment. It was huge and had two giant bathrooms. They were guided in gold. I had gone to one bathroom and used it, then decided to go to the other because it had a bidet in it. The bidet was more like a hot tub and I was soaking etc. It became very arousing. Michael texted me and told me lunch was there so I put on a fancy robe and went to meet him.
The one thing noteworthy about this dream is that a) Two night ago I watched a video about “spirit baths” or the idea you could tune in to Jesus in the bathtub better. b) Last night at church we did an exercise and talked about how gold in this particular Bible was always used to signify the Divine because it was reflective (We were made in his image…see him in others… Etc). c) Karen said that anything sexual in a dream was tied to our desire to connect with God and d) Bathrooms are always my safe place in dreams. I know that all of this was just one tiny part of a bigger dream but seemed noteworthy to write about as I try to think about the other parts.
We lived in a big house but one that needed many repairs. In our master bathroom, we had an area of tile, and the tile was starting to come up. Suddenly, I was told that a lot of family was coming to stay with us. These were all people we had met at least once but I didn’t know any of them. Right as they began to arrive, I went to take a shower and get dressed, and I hoped Michael would get them all settled. I called Kathy and she was talking about how she should have joined those companies that give out free samples. I told her “why? You’ll end up with a or of stuff you don’t use.” I opened my bathroom cabinet and gave her examples. I found some hand sanitizer I set out in my sink to use.
Then I went back out and there were at least 20 people roaming around. I was worried about who would sleep where. There was a brown dog that started to chase Buster. The owner grabbed him but he was growling at Buster. Buster started running wildly around through the crowds of people like he lost his mind. Then he found a baby deer, and chased it into the yard next door. There were other dogs and people and Buster just didn’t care. He wouldn’t come when I called. I tried to tell Michael about the floor but someone had fixed it. But if you walked through the center it was still likely to fall through. We all left to go on a boat tour. It was supposed to be for an Asian group and I was one of the leaders. I hoped they spoke English. As we pulled up, we realized that it would be less expensive than planned so we would make more money on the tour. We decided not to charge for individual tickets. We went into a large restaurant to eat and were with the family again. Everyone was ordering drinks and I said I couldn’t because I had to be sober to finish the tour.