The Dream Weavers

I dreamed that Michael and I were on vacation in Mexico. We were out and went on this diving tour in which you walk into a room and it fills up with water around you, and then drains. It was all indoors, very strange. We were paired with a family of three, and when it was over they took us back to our hotel but they took us to that family's room. There was a very soft spoken woman who told us about the history of the hotel, and then we pointed out that we weren't a part of that family, so she told us we could go out to the lagoon area and reach the common areas that way. It was beautiful outside, and I got the impression we were near Mexico City in a dangerous area. We stopped at the bar to get a drink, and Michael started to take this plastic container that held another man's passport and money. The man came up to retrieve it and then told Michael just to keep it. Then we came upon a magic show. Of course I wanted to stop. The tricks were really neat but what amazed me was that they knew what I had dreamed about the night before. One of the magicians made a comment and I assumed I had mentioned something about it. Later, the other magician said something about a very private, erotic part of my dream that I was certain I hadn't told to anyone. It was a strange but exhilarating (and almost addicting) sensation to share my dreams with someone else. I went back to the show every night, and every night it was different but they still knew and discussed my dreams. I guess the. Eat way to describe it was that I suddenly had an immediate sense of intimacy with these strangers because they knew such a private thing about me. At one point I wondered if they were psychic or if they were somehow directing my dreams. It was really remarkable.

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If the Shoe Fits

I dreamed I was on a trip with Michael, Alex and Dylan. We were away from home and staying in a hotel, but there was a high school football game that Alex and Dylan needed to perform at.  We were sitting inside a large room/gym/auditorium of some sort, and I was wearing special pantyhose. I think that they were slimming, but instead of being shorts like Kathy wears, they were full length hose that also covered my feet. I was wearing black, open toed shoes but I also had tennis shoes with me. As we finished the activity inside, we had to move outside, and I was upset that I had forgotten to switch into my tennis shoes. I looked down, and suddenly my tennis shoes just appeared on my feet. We had been planning on driving home after the game – Alex and Dylan in one car and Michael and I in the other, but we realized it would be very late so we decided to spend another night in a hotel.

I’m not sure of the timing/sequence, but we also sat in a class. There was a substitute teacher who looked a lot like Danny Wood from New Kids on the Block. The class was filled with disruptions, and the kids wouldn’t focus, so he said he was going to show us the new technique. He took the entire class removing every disruption – letting people do whatever they needed to. He let people leave, and he just let the scenarios play out. Carl was in the room, and he wanted a pillow so I gave him mine, and I thought to myself that this wasn’t a great plan. At one point we all went outside. It was cold and snowy, and I had a blanket on. As we were walking outside, I no longer had shoes on at all. I was worried about it being cold and my feet getting wet. I was also worried about tearing the special pantyhose. When we got back, the teacher clearly thought that this was the last of the distractions, but I wanted to put my blanket in the dryer. There was a laundromat across the hall, but he said no. It did work somewhat in my dream – the class calmed down. He said he had tickets to see NKOTB, but that whoever took them had to be free to go the very next day, so I didn’t say anything. After class, I saw he traded them to a guy for a cigar, and I was upset I didn’t say anything.

The Answer’s in the Palm of Your Hand

Last night, I had a very strange dream. I was on a business trip of some sort (only not traveling with my actual co-workers that I know.) We were in a hotel – maybe a conference center, although at times I got confused and thought we were at our friends’ house (Jon and LouAnn.) Of course, it wasn’t their actual house either. I had gone outside, and there was a swimming pool. It was very natural looking, with lots of landscaping/forests around it. It looked less like a pool and more like a pond. In the back corners, it was very dark because of all the shadows. I felt like I should ask LouAnn if I could go swimming, but as I was thinking about asking, suddenly I was in the water. I was nervous about going in the back since it was so dark. I also wondered if it was stocked with fish, but the water felt great. As I was swimming around, I saw a small silvery/white thread sticking out of my hand. I got out of the water and used tweezers to pull it out, and it was extremely long. As I pulled, then it turned into a wide, brown stick maybe half a centimeter in diameter. It hurt a lot pulling it out, and I had to put pressure on my hand to make myself pull it out. But the relief was so great when it came out that I had to do it. Each time I pulled one out, another one would appear. All of them were in the palms of my hands, and they had come from swimming in the pool. Someone else started to get in, and I warned them against it.

The dream then shifted and I was back inside the hotel. We were going into a meeting that I was leading, and it was on the 11th floor of the hotel. My room was also on this floor, and there was also a fast food restaurant on this floor. I wanted to get a diet coke before the meeting, but I was worried about running late. When I got into the room, though, everyone was late, so I left to go get a diet coke. The people in the restaurant knew me because I’d been in there so much. There were some people getting these huge plastic tumblers of diet cokes, but I just ordered a regular large one. They got distracted and forgot to get it for me, then a lady tried to give me a small one. It was very chaotic. I was also looking at the cabinets and appliance doors, and there were small bottles used to help prevent them from slamming. Austin called me while I was there and told me about the same thing, and I thought that was a big coincidence.

There was also some form of betrayal. I don’t remember the details now, but someone in the group had done something, and we were trying to figure out who. There was a bathroom that had plastic sheeting on the walls (like we used to have in our restaurant on the kitchen walls.) They had put crayons in the bathroom so people could write on the walls, but then it could be washed off. I wrote something but then felt guilty about it.

A Camp or Conference Like No Other

I dreamed I was at some sort of camp at the church. I think it had to do with the diocese. Alex went with me and made friends with the youth group, and had a great time. I didn’t really see him but I knew he was there. When I arrived I needed to find someplace to sleep. I was sitting on a bed (it looked like a hospital bed on wheels.)  It was in the main room and there was a bathroom down the hall we would all share.  I had a 12 pack of diet coke, but then I looked down and realized it was Diet Dr. Thunder (that my mom drinks.) I started bargaining with people to trade some for diet cokes in the morning. I was also trying to do some emails on my laptop.

Then a group of disabled people came in, and we realized these hospital beds were meant for them. So they took those beds and wheeled away. I asked someone what we should do, and they said that we could transfer to another part of the hotel. I didn’t want to spend the extra money, so I walked around checking in other rooms, but they were all full.  When I came back, more beds had been added but they had all been taken too. (And some were golden bunk beds that were extremely wobbly.)  So, I decided to go to the other part of the hotel.  I walked down the hall, and there was a ride you could get on.  It was a combination water ride/roller coaster (a lot like fire in the hole.) At the end you arrived at a different part of the park. I got off (and was with a female friend of mine.) We walked into the hotel part, and sure enough, they gave us a room there.  It was a shared suite with a guy we knew (short with glasses – reminded me of my old friend Doug.) There were two huge bedrooms and a huge bathroom with several dressing areas plus shower, toilet, etc. It was extremely luxurious and huge. We were thrilled and it was so much nicer than all the places people were staying over on the other side. We went to bed, and when we woke up, we realized we had overslept and missed the morning session. We got dressed, and I was wearing a short skirt with pink, sparkly tights and a renaissance-style coat with a hood. It was very cute, but very unusual for me. As we were walking over to the sessions, we passed through a mall-like area.  There was the chance for groups to take pictures of themselves, so we did. I remember thinking they were very cute, and I wanted to buy copies.  There were lots of places that would put those pictures on t-shirts, but I just wanted prints. The technology was pretty neat though because as you would walk by the booths it would recognize you and show you your pictures.

I decided to stop in a store that was dark with black-lit aquariums. All of the fish were sparkly and glowing and beautiful, and everyone was wearing costumes similar to my own outfit. There were surreal looking trees in some of the aquariums and also some had an octopus in them. It was all beautiful and magical and surreal.

I was wearing skates of some sort, as were the people who worked there. I just wanted to wheel around and look at everything it was so beautiful. I stopped at one point for a romantic encounter with two people I used to work with. One was extremely shy (to the point she would falter and stutter in meetings) yet she held a position of authority. The man was the complete opposite, very outspoken and aggressive about everything. She was trying to satisfy me but I kept asking him to finish. She was disappointed and said that we would have one more meeting and he couldn’t participate but that she would make sure it was exceptional without him.

I continued toward the back of the store, but they had to turn on the lights because of some sort of a safety issue or accident. I was very disappointed because it took away the magical elements and made it look like a normal store. I tried to move forward to the front of the store where it was still dark and sparkly, and there was an octopus that was loose. The employee was trying to catch it, and it almost hit me.  I jumped to avoid it, and that action caused me to wake up.

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. 🙂

 

Runaway

I dreamed that there was an accident outside our house and someone was killed. It involved an 18 wheeler. Alex went outside and was trying to take pictures. I was upset and horrified. I went to a tanning bed and it was $100 and I felt guilty for spending the money. Then the lady added a 20 percent tip which was crazy. When the lady at the tanning place realized we saw the accident, she told us to stop by this sandwich shop in the building and said they would give me a free sandwich, which they did. I went back to the house and I was sharing a bedroom with someone (an old roommate of mine?) and there was someone in a second bedroom. The roommate was talking about moving my office furniture out so I could have a private bedroom but then pointed out I needed the office furniture. But I very badly wanted a private room. Then I had the kids and Buster again and we were in a hotel. We were following a man and I was lost and couldn’t find the room. He led me to it. Then we were almost sharing a room- we had to walk through his room to get to ours. It was strange, but I was happy to be away from the scene of the accident.

Here Comes the Bride

I dreamed that Austin told us he was getting married. It wasn’t to his existing girlfriend (but in the dream he and this girl had been together a long time.) I was alone and got in my car to race to the place they were getting married but it was graduation day and so there was traffic everywhere and people with caps and gowns milling all over. I was in my convertible stuck in traffic and a stranger came by and put a bike in my hands so I was able to pull over and park, then ride my bike the rest of the way. I was so afraid I would be late. I also didn’t have a gift and someone gave me a book about herbs. There was a guy sitting outside the door of the venue (it was more like a city hall than a church.) He said he would hold the bike for me and I told him he could keep it. He gave me wrapping paper to wrap the herb book, but the wedding was starting so I only got it half wrapped. I ran inside and there were a bunch of kids watching screens. Someone said “That’s the kids area” and pointed me through a different door. That took me into the main church-like room. I was worried Michael wouldn’t make it but he was there in the back row. I was upset we weren’t sitting closer but it was a small area. So it didn’t really matter. The wedding only lasted a couple of minutes. I leaned over and whispered that they must have taken their road trip (something Austin and his gf in real life did) as a pre-honeymoon since school was starting.

I said that as our gift we should get them a hotel for the weekend. 

Mom and dad were there too.

We went back to the house and they went upstairs to take a nap. She came down again and was wearing pajamas and a night retainer on her teeth. We found out that she had a child already she was caring for and that she was pregnant as well. I started thinking that perhaps I should have at least talked to him about options. I asked if they’d asked his mom to come to the eddying and they hadn’t told her. I knew that she would be really upset and said they needed to talk to her.