Friends, Foes and Family

I dreamed I was in a strange relationship. I was in an unfamiliar place and I was with a man (or men) I was attracted to but they appeared to be holding me and other women hostage. I don’t remember all the details. At some points they seemed very kind and caring while at other times (or maybe when they weren’t around) we were treated terribly. At one point I tried to escape but we were on the roof of a building.

In another part of the same dream I was in a shopping mall with a guy. We were running really fast and he would spin me around or we would launch off a ramp so it felt like I was flying. It was really fun. Michael was there and we were looking for specific things to buy from a specific person in a store.

In another part of the dream we were in this large home and there was going to be a wedding. We were concerned not all of the 800 guests would fit and we were running behind on decorations (yellow roses.)

In another part I was visiting the call center in Jamaica. I couldn’t find anyone I knew but eventually found some people on our program that I sat with. Again, there was a man there- same feeling as the “good” captor in the first part.

Mini Dreams…

I had several short dreams….

In one, I had been asleep and Buster woke me up. My heart rate had dropped very low and I had apparently called Priscilla, who was in the medical field, for help. It was determined I was fine and there was nothing to do.

Then I had gotten up in the morning and Alison was there. We left to go get food for breakfast but it was really a ploy to get us out of the house. When we got back, someone had brought back a crazy new keyboard from the Apple store. air was rainbow colored and had very unusual shapes. Michael was super excited.

Then we went to Kroger and I was naked. I grabbed a towel that was for sale on the way in and wrapped myself in it but I was still very self conscious. We went back to a waiting room and on the way a lady introduced herself. I refused to stop and shake her hand since I was in a towel but she seemed to understand. In the waiting room, people were vaping and Michael was smoking and ali couldn’t breathe. Michael was buying some big piece of construction. equipment and was learning how to drive it. I sat down on a weird double chair to wait. At one point I got up on the equipment and almost got my arm crushed so I got down fast.

Finally there was a woman staying with us. She kept saying things on my behalf like “She really called you down here to empty the dishwasher.” But I hadn’t. She made it sound like she was helping me but I finally told her to stop putting words in my mouth that if I needed something I would ask for it.

Mystery Interview

I dreamed that a friend (maybe Kathy J?) had suggested that aj interview for a job. I honestly didn’t know anything about the company or the job other than I would need to move to Manila. I was at dinner with a bunch of people and I had to step out in the hall to call in for this interview. The hallway was very noisy and then Austin was with me. I had a hard time dialing the number and started to use a pay phone then decided to use my cell phone so they could call me back instead. I struggled dialing the country code but for it figured out.

Austin was with me and ordered me a fancy drink that came in a pitcher. The bartender came to the table and continued to tweak it.

Then it switched and the main ladies I was interviewing with were with me in person but there was a man on the phone on video.

The interview wasn’t flowing very well- I had to carry the conversation as they weren’t asking me very many questions. Finally they asked if ari had done the activity. The activity was a set of worksheets with different problems listed. For each question you had to prioritize the issues for which you would tackle first and then choose a contractor. I told them I had prioritized the problems but needed to do more research on the contractors. They seemed ok with that answer.

The company seemed to have some hug. to do with fashion- they kept showing me photos and magazine layouts and the ladies in the interview were in ball gowns. At one point they said that the clothes were a great perk and I told them I hadn’t really thought about that. The guy on the phone said I could pick it new clothes and started going through the dryer and I laughed and said I wouldn’t have thought any of their clothes would be in the dryer. He said that was a good starting point.

He and ali got disconnected but I called him back. I asked him to tell me more about the job and he said that I and my family would have to move there and he wasn’t sure if I could take my dog. I told him I would see how much travel there was and then figure out what to do with Buster but I was extremely sad at the idea of leaving him.

He said the company had branches in Manila, India, and Meridian MS.

He had a cat on video conference and was making it look like t was talking then he made it look like he was laughing and it’s whole mouth was wide open so you could see all it’s teeth and the roof of its mouth. It sounds creepy now but was funny at the time.

I woke up before the interview was finished.

Mall Rats (or Bears)

I dreamed I was in a shopping mall. A big portion of it was under construction but a male friend and I were walking through it to the end. We got to the end of the mall and went down a flight of stairs. They were building what appeared to be a theater there for some sort of live show. It looked like it was set in medieval times based on the decor and there was a giant door handle on the floor as though it was accidentally left there as a clue. We were really excited and intrigued but then a teaser came on and it started medieval-like but then turned into a kids show featuring Teddy Ruxpin singing boy band songs. Everyone was disappointed and started leaving.

I got in the car with my friend and as we were driving around an alarm went off and the door on a cage in the back seat (where I was sitting) opened. A dog was inside and I was afraid he was going to bite me! But My friend said he was friendly and he was. He was ting and adorable and snuggly. After a few minutes he got back in his cage and mini blinds came down. I noticed before they closed that there was also food being stored in the dog kennel and the dog was laying on it (cabbage, potatoes, etc)

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.

Cooking with Fire

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.

A Painful, Hidden Truth

Another bad dream. It started out at the church. I’m the circle where we have the statue of Jesus, there was some sort of device hidden that had the potential to be explosive or poisonous or somehow destructive. It was in the center of a battleground and there was a queen who was protecting it? Or threatening to use it? Or not allowing us to disarm it? It was hidden in the center of a maze. Then the context changed and the device was hidden in a store. I knew it was there and there were conspiracy theories on the internet but the store denied it. I called the store and made an appointment with the manager under a false pretense planning to surprise him and try to talk to him about it. I got to the store early and was looking around. I saw a room with a big circular table and it had different types of shampoo and conditioner so you could refill your bottles. It included the suave kind that I use and also a bubble-gum scented one. I was really excited but then I noticed the table was unplugged so I couldn’t use it. Then I went back in a section where people were shopping for Christmas presents. It was there that the device’s impact was most evident- a giant lumbered by (and was not friendly.) A severely crippled man walked by with his wife- he could barely use his legs so he was sort of dragging himself along the ground but he didn’t have a wheelchair. He said something to me about wishing he had known I was there so I could have helped him. I then started walking down the street, afraid of what the world had become. I realized that I wasn’t wearing my glasses and couldn’t see clearly. I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to find them and would get a headache. About that time I looked down and they were on the ground. They were broken and when I put them on, they pinched my nose. I wondered how they had gotten there because I had entered the store a different way and not walked down this side of the street before.

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I feel that this dream has to do with being able to see clearly, and how sometimes that is painful but is necessary.

A Card up my Sleeve

I was in the airport and going to Mam-ma’s house after Christmas. Mom and dad were with me, and I wanted to stop in the airport shop to buy a deck of cards. I had the option to stop at some kiosk and use “points” to get them but it would have cost a thousand points which was crazy. I went into one shop because I thought I saw a deck of cards but they were really greeting cards that looked like playing cards. Then I saw all of the Christmas stuff on sale. I wanted to look through all of the Christmas cards but mom and dad were waiting so I didn’t. I did see a large glass ball (like a snow globe) that had an angel on top. It was normally $14 but was marked down to 60 percent off. I bought it and went back out in the airport. Then we got to an area that included an office for me but it wasn’t set up. I didn’t know my phone number, so someone came and I set my password and extension number.

A Painful Persona

I was shopping, and helping a young lady (high school age) pick out her first formal dress.  I don’t know who the girl was in real life, but in the dream, she’d had a hard life and really struggled.  She wasn’t popular, and this was the first, and probably last, time she was going to go to a dance.  She was wearing a beautiful floor-length gown, but was concerned if her butt looked big.  I taught her how to use two mirrors to see herself from the back – she had never looked at herself in a mirror before!  Once she got the dress, I was sitting in the food court at the mall.  I was going to try to get something to eat or drink, but they were closing for the night.  I tried to walk behind a man in a wheelchair  to leave, and he grabbed me, and the whole table of men started attacking me.  They kidnapped me, and he put marks all over me.  It was a process similar to tattoos, but they were brown and not as painful, and used a stick to apply.  There were brown lines all over my body.  When he got to my face, I started crying and said, “are you really going to mark my face too?”  I was really upset, but the person was very kind and assured me it was beautiful.

Then Michael was there and it became a very romantic dream and I was no longer worried about the markings.

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This dream was all about persona – how I see myself.  Using the premise that everyone in the dream was me, as the young girl, (perhaps the first half of my life) I hadn’t really looked at myself.  It is now time to settle into myself and really look at myself.  The fact that my “attacker” was in a wheelchair is strange, and I’m not sure what that symbolizes.  A handicap that I’ve placed on myself?  The tattooing process was interesting because I was really upset at the beginning – especially on my face, or that part of me that I show others every day.   But by the end, the people who attached me were no longer a threat and I was not upset about the markings – they became an almost sensual part of myself.  Sexual dreams are supposed to be about bringing you closer to God and spirituality.

An interesting side note – the tattooing process and designs looked very similar to the New Zealand Maori tradition of Moko, although the markings on me appeared to be more like those on a man based on what I can find online.