These dreams go on when I close my eyes...

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If it happens again, just toss the cell phones over into my yard and I'll make Mr B-wavy deal with them. hee

Fifi, I just love your storyteller dream.
Originally Posted by B-wavy
Thank you, B-Wavy! After I dreamed that I decided to google storytellers and I saw that they were in high demand again. There are training programs to become one. I was so excited. I hated the thoughts of that art being lost.

What a great dream you had I love flying dreams, and you & jeep in a car plane... awesome!

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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

I had really random and weird dreams last night. Someone stole my car, people were hanging out on my porch that I didn't know, and one of my oldest friends came in to visit. We are more like family but rarely speak anymore due to many many things. She just showed up with several bags in hand. That's not really a good thing. Lol

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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

last night i had a dream about helping someone with their house.

what i can remember starts with me driving across a bridge over a very wide, shallow river with apartment buildings facing the water on both sides. which is strange in itself since i don't have a license and never learned how to drive.

i pull up at this house that has a big wrap around porch and on top of the porch is a balcony. this woman that i don't know is taking me through this house, which is cramped inside and has a steep staircase, telling me that she needs help with the renovations and decorating.

i don't remember much after that...

like i'd know anything about renovating!

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So, I'm having the kind of night where I'll totally go find an old post for context, even for things like the psychological borked-ness of my subconscious mind. I posted this on the SIIDY thread awhile ago:

"This morning I had a dream that obliquely referenced a past dream and invented a life history for me. It was weird. I had an abusive ex-husband in the dream, and I'm not quite sure what the circumstances were that lead to this, but I and a few friends (not real people) wound up working where he was employed and he commenced to harassing me immediately. HR or any sort of authority didn't seem to exist in the dream, and neither did the option of quitting. Being surrounded by friends helped, but he kept saying creepy "you're still mine"-type things, and when I was handed a bunch of personal documents (for some reason) that included a glimpse of a paper I wrote in another dream (why do details like this keep reoccurring?), he even tried to look at them.

When I rebuked him firmly but unnecessarily politely considering the situation, I felt nervous that maybe people would think I was being mean despite that my friends showed no signs of being likely to think an abuse victim ought to be sweet as sugar to her abuser. I knew they weren't going to do that, but had a nagging fear that I recognized as irrational that they would decide I was mean and wouldn't hang around me to keep him away anymore. Then at some point, something went wrong, there was some danger that I can't recall the cause of, and a coworker/friend was no longer with the group. Everyone was looking for her and I saw that the door to the back alley was open and walked out thinking she might have gone there, and then abusive ex-husband swooped down and grabbed my wrist so hard it hurt. I told him he was hurting me and to let go, and then the friend appeared at the door and I started shouting it so she'd go get help. The dream started to dissolve at that point, as she just sort of stood there looking surprised.

My subconscious. It says...things."
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It is unclear whether my dream self was the same person with the abusive ex this time, but she still had a really messed up perspective on guilt and consent. I was comforting this chick about my age who had been...bereaved? Dumped? Something? Maybe her dad died? She had lost a male person, I think. I'm getting a dead dad vibe from the memory of it. Her little sister was sitting next to her at a booth of some kind, but never said anything, and she apparently wasn't worth consoling. That probably worked out well for her, because I was definitely not bringing my empathetic A-game in my dream. I wasn't even feeling sad for her. I was just making completely calm statements of dream logic and then literally following up with things like, "I mean, I'm sure it's killing you right now." In what universe is that even close to comforting? And how in the heck did that actually WORK to make this chick feel better?!

Once she'd been consoled by the utter callousness that apparently constitutes helping in this dream, I gave her a hug, and then she randomly kissed me on the lips like three times, because of dream physics where you can't just move out of the way of unwanted kisses and time isn't as linear as it is in the real world. My dream self was just sort of like, well, that was random and I would have preferred it if she hadn't done that. I would have been significantly more upset by sudden badtouch in my waking life.

Here's the part where it becomes clear that my subconscious self has some issues: this chick then acts all happy that I'm apparently her girlfriend now, and I stand there feeling worried about how I'm going to break it to her gently, considering her recent bereavement, that I did not want or enjoy those kisses and do not want any more, AND feeling increasingly guilty for...I don't know, being nice to the wrong person? I do not like society's messed up views on women being at fault for their own molestation snaking their way into my dreams. Can I go back to those daring adventures I used to have as a kid? I won't complain about low-budget superhero crossovers!

I read on a dream symbology site that kissing someone of the same sex is supposed to mean self-discovery, so WTF does this mean? My true self is forcing herself on me and I am not going to like her very much?

I repeat: My subconscious. It says...things.
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...It's a siggie.
Saturday night I dreamed I was Christian Grey and Ana was Emilia Clarke. Spreader bar scene. But I woke up before anything happened...
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My subconscious. It says...things."
Originally Posted by wild_sasparilla
I will drive myself crazy over some dreams. Those that have a reoccurrence (I'm curious about the reoccurrence and focus drawn to the paper in your dream, among other things) and the serial dreams you asked about before, or some that give me a nagging "this meant something" feeling.

I've said before that I do believe SOME dreams can give you warnings/signs. Why do I believe this? Because my dreams have given me warnings in the past. I found that some were much more straight forward than I realized. Might as well... My most horrific serial dream foretold 2 murders and a misleading pregnancy, 1 to 2 years in advance. I have never really, or fully, talked about it before. It creeps me out and people (with too much rational aka closed mind disease) tend to look at you like you're nuts but whatever... I know it happened.

This dream started with a fish jumping out of a fountain, in slow motion, and everything was in black and white except for the fall leaves floating in the water. Fish dreams can mean pregnancy. Jump to the 3rd night of this serial dream I was sitting behind a couple I knew IRL, on a roller coaster, while she was telling him that she was pregnant and the baby was his. Obviously something didn't seem right. A roller coaster? She told my friend about the pregnancy and pushed for marriage, though not on a roller coaster IRL, knowing that the baby actually belonged to another man. Almost a year after my dream this pregnancy put the ball in motion (though the child was 3 before she dropped the you're not the father bombshell).

I won't discuss the murders in great detail. I'll say that night 1 was one of the most creepy dreams I've ever had, though I was in no danger. It was someone I knew sitting on stairs, looking at his hands, repeating the same two sentences over and over. And a body... I'm stopping there. 1 year later he went to prison for murder, IRL. I've mentioned him here before. My best friends brother.

Night 2 involved me walking up on a murder being committed by 2 people I went to elementary school with, but I only clearly saw one. One is 4 years older and one is 5 or 6 years younger than me. The older always protected me, at school, irl. In my dream He told me to keep walking and the other tried to kill me because I witnessed it. He stabbed me in the stomach. I ran into both, IRL, shortly before they were arrested and a very scary situation happened. One protected me from the other, who was on drugs and out of his mind. They had recently committed the murder (I did not know this and had not seen either in quite some time) and he apparently wanted to kill again. He asked if he could kill me. I had known him since he was 4 and used to hold his little hand while he crossed the street. I read to him, colored with him. I reminded him of this... nothing. He was gone. It was like a kick to the gut, imagine that. This was 2 years after my dream. They are both currently serving 70 year sentences. Yes, 70 years. It was bad, and this was a bad time period in my small town. Major drug problems and horrific outcomes. Murders are actually rare here, in total number, but deranged and brutal.

I'm still waiting for the very last part of my dream to happen. It's been many years. I know the signs. Part of it's in place and has been for almost 10 years. Perhaps I missed it. That would make me sad because it was the only good thing in that $&^%#+! scary **** hole, haunt me for the rest of my life, dream. Oh, and 3 nights were tied together by a strange person I do not know IRL. That was... *Shiver*.

All bets are off in dreams. When one does seem different I'm more prone to decipher what might really happen as opposed to what my subconscious was trying to tell me about myself or implications of this and that. I 100% totally understand the focus on both, and love dream psych, but I've become more 'oh hell what now? I need to keep my eyes open for this or that.' The above being part of the reason why.

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*I just had the longest phone conversation ever while trying to type this mile long dream and my phone almost went dead and I had to charge, so I will be surprised if it posts.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

And oh yeah. Last night I dreamed that Joe Manganiello was running around my house, half naked. Why can't that come true?

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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

my father died 11 years ago and the few times i've dreamt about him, he never speaks; last night was no different.

i was in an apartment in Ottawa, it was my dad's apartment and i was getting ready to go to work. my dad came in to the kitchen just as i was about to leave and i said to him "Daddy, the coffee is ready, i'm going to work" and he just nodded.

i went out to get the bus to my office, it was a cloudy and rainy day. the bus went up the hill from LeBreton Flats to go downtown and it stopped at the end of the Sparks Street mall, which had a roof over it like the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele in Milan. (Sparks Street has no such roof, nor do buses go up to it.)

i got off the bus and went into an office building where i was told that everyone was waiting for my seminar in the auditorium. when i got off the elevator, my former co-worker (from Ottawa) Andrea was waiting for me. she said that everyone wanted to hear my talk and they had me scheduled to go from room to room and they would project my slides on the walls around me.

i went in to the first room and there was a table for guests. sitting at the table were my mom, my Nana, my current boss and HIS boss. Andrea handed me a tablet computer and said everyone was ready when i was. i saw my former co-worker (from London) Richard and went to give him a hug.

then i started the seminar; it was about a tax information program known by the acronym ITAS. as i walked from room to room giving the presentation, i kept seeing people i knew from the Ottawa and London tax offices, and they would wave at me when i caught their eye. at one point, 2 people who i didn't know in the seminar wouldn't stop talking and i finally snapped at them to shut up or get out. they both sat frozen and didn't say another word.

after i had walked through 3 rooms twice giving the seminar, i got back to the main table and everyone was clapping and my boss told me i did very well.

that's when i woke up.

freaky!

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Shut up or get out!! Lol

Maybe one day you will have a dream where your father speaks. I sometimes dream about my grandfather, who I miss so much. It's great to see him, and hear his voice, in a dream.

I have not slept well the last few night (stupid pillow) so no big dreams. Night before last I did dream that Meg Ryan was telling me the latest Hollywood gossip, while wearing scrubs, and doing the running man.

Meg is a mess!

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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

OMG, i HATE dreams like this! the ones where you wake up and feel like you haven't slept at all.

last night a group of scientists wanted to build some kind of tower/launch pad in my backyard lakeside property because it was the ONLY spot on earth that had the perfect trajectory for whatever it was they wanted to study. then they started to vacillate and kept calling me to tell me it was off and then it was on and then they offered to pay me a lot of money and then the neighbours started to call wanting to get some of the dollars and then the others wanted to block it and the phone wouldn't stop ringing....

ack!!!!

and it's STILL too darn hot outside which makes it all so much worse!

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Lots of dreams last night.
1. I was living in a house I lived in when I was a kid. They were working on a bridge (no such thing in that area) so I had to find another way to work. For some reason I was having a hard time finding my way even tho I know that area like the back of my hand.
2. A huge circus tent fell down. Not sure what was going on underneath it. not a circus. but it was a huge white tent and it fell down (that happened at our county fair a few years ago so that's probably where the dream came from). I was next to the fence and the tent landed on me and I couldn't breath.
3. I was on a plane and was sitting next to an old childhood friend. I turned to talk to him and he was rollin a doob. And on my tray table was a big pile of weed and I got all nervous cuz I had no place to hide it. For some reason I was carrying this ridiculously small purse. .
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Lots of dreams last night.
1. I was living in a house I lived in when I was a kid. They were working on a bridge (no such thing in that area) so I had to find another way to work. For some reason I was having a hard time finding my way even tho I know that area like the back of my hand.
2. A huge circus tent fell down. Not sure what was going on underneath it. not a circus. but it was a huge white tent and it fell down (that happened at our county fair a few years ago so that's probably where the dream came from). I was next to the fence and the tent landed on me and I couldn't breath.
3. I was on a plane and was sitting next to an old childhood friend. I turned to talk to him and he was rollin a doob. And on my tray table was a big pile of weed and I got all nervous cuz I had no place to hide it. For some reason I was carrying this ridiculously small purse. .
Originally Posted by jeepcurlygurl
Lol at # 3. I've had a similar dream.


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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

Fifi, your dreams are WILD! Your knowledge of dream symbols is also most impressive. I'm just sort of searching around on Dream Moods to see if what I think I'm thinking is what a third party would think I'm thinking.

From what I recall of the dream I had right before waking up today, I was wandering in an unfamiliar neighborhood but was pretty unconcerned about this, except when a big angry dog started barking and chasing me. Even then, I was starting to be afraid at first but then made myself distant from the fact that it was there, and the "chase," in which I eluded the dog very quickly by jumping and climbing over parts of a nearby house, was pretty slow-moving and low stakes. Perhaps I was peripherally aware that I was dreaming? I was also not too concerned when the plywood box on top of a rickety dog house I landed on broke down and collapsed to the side, bringing me down onto some stranger's driveway. I wasn't happy to have alerted two little dogs to my presence, but I thought to myself that these tiny ones wouldn't be a concern if I just moved slowly and non-threateningly when I walked away. So I slooooowly stepped across the driveway with these dogs jumping and barking at me, then sort of clinging to my legs as I went, and then at one point when I looked down, they were small children clinging to my legs instead, and we were playing, not fighting. I was unsurprised by the change and laughed and complimented the two boys on how well they impersonated tiny dogs.

Dream logic shenanigans aside, this dream presents an odd mix of symbols and emotions. The unfamiliar neighborhood that's empty of other people is direct enough of an analogue for my emotional state that I feel no need to explain it. The dog chases suggest inner turmoil, which...duh, subconscious. Distancing myself from the angry dog attack so as not to feel the fear? I don't even know what to search for that part. The climbing over of things was definitely related to the parkour videos I watched on Youtube last night - in my dream, I thought to myself how glad I was that I had experience doing parkour so I could surmount these obstacles the big dog couldn't with ease. I was surprised to see parkour actually come up as a suggestion when I searched running - I guess it's older/more recognized than I thought? Dream Moods says this means I'm not letting any obstacles stand in the way of my goals or that I'm able to adapt to my environment, both comforting thoughts that are apparently reinforced by the fact that I was unafraid while falling when the doghouse broke, which is supposed to mean I'll overcome the obstacles in my path with ease. I like those - I really want them to be true. However, having broken the thing could either mean change is coming or represent my stress, and the thing being a doghouse means I'm in trouble.

The dogs turning into children and clinging to my legs...well, I keep wishing I could go back in time and do things over, or fantasizing about falling into a wormhole or something and having to live over again starting at the age I look instead of the age I am. But why do I like them? Why do I let them hang on my legs and laugh and say they're good at being furry little animals until they randomly transform? What does it mean that they were dogs before, and that they were mad at me as dogs but liked me as children?

Also, where were their parents? I also question that I wasn't shaking them off and was apparently just going to walk down the street with them hanging on. Is dream me an accidental kidnapper?
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last night i was a high-end jewelry dealer, right down to the briefcase handcuffed to my wrist. and i was in some big city going from store to store, pulling out the most gorgeous pieces at each store.

the briefcase was like Mary Poppins magic carpet bag, because it was a small size, but when i opened it, there were multiple trays of bracelets, rings, necklaces and earrings!



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Fifi, your dreams are WILD! Your knowledge of dream symbols is also most impressive. I'm just sort of searching around on Dream Moods to see if what I think I'm thinking is what a third party would think I'm thinking.

From what I recall of the dream I had right before waking up today, I was wandering in an unfamiliar neighborhood but was pretty unconcerned about this, except when a big angry dog started barking and chasing me. Even then, I was starting to be afraid at first but then made myself distant from the fact that it was there, and the "chase," in which I eluded the dog very quickly by jumping and climbing over parts of a nearby house, was pretty slow-moving and low stakes. Perhaps I was peripherally aware that I was dreaming? I was also not too concerned when the plywood box on top of a rickety dog house I landed on broke down and collapsed to the side, bringing me down onto some stranger's driveway. I wasn't happy to have alerted two little dogs to my presence, but I thought to myself that these tiny ones wouldn't be a concern if I just moved slowly and non-threateningly when I walked away. So I slooooowly stepped across the driveway with these dogs jumping and barking at me, then sort of clinging to my legs as I went, and then at one point when I looked down, they were small children clinging to my legs instead, and we were playing, not fighting. I was unsurprised by the change and laughed and complimented the two boys on how well they impersonated tiny dogs.

Dream logic shenanigans aside, this dream presents an odd mix of symbols and emotions. The unfamiliar neighborhood that's empty of other people is direct enough of an analogue for my emotional state that I feel no need to explain it. The dog chases suggest inner turmoil, which...duh, subconscious. Distancing myself from the angry dog attack so as not to feel the fear? I don't even know what to search for that part. The climbing over of things was definitely related to the parkour videos I watched on Youtube last night - in my dream, I thought to myself how glad I was that I had experience doing parkour so I could surmount these obstacles the big dog couldn't with ease. I was surprised to see parkour actually come up as a suggestion when I searched running - I guess it's older/more recognized than I thought? Dream Moods says this means I'm not letting any obstacles stand in the way of my goals or that I'm able to adapt to my environment, both comforting thoughts that are apparently reinforced by the fact that I was unafraid while falling when the doghouse broke, which is supposed to mean I'll overcome the obstacles in my path with ease. I like those - I really want them to be true. However, having broken the thing could either mean change is coming or represent my stress, and the thing being a doghouse means I'm in trouble.

The dogs turning into children and clinging to my legs...well, I keep wishing I could go back in time and do things over, or fantasizing about falling into a wormhole or something and having to live over again starting at the age I look instead of the age I am. But why do I like them? Why do I let them hang on my legs and laugh and say they're good at being furry little animals until they randomly transform? What does it mean that they were dogs before, and that they were mad at me as dogs but liked me as children?

Also, where were their parents? I also question that I wasn't shaking them off and was apparently just going to walk down the street with them hanging on. Is dream me an accidental kidnapper?
Originally Posted by wild_sasparilla
Haha @ accidental kidnapping, and putting yourself in the dog house.

It's hard to figure out how this applies to your life, or how it could apply in the future. I would see symbols of obstacles being somewhat easy to overcome, even if you do crash and burn or cause angry feelings on some. Also, not being held back with ease. If something tries to slow you down, it's not going to be easily done, or necessarily with bad intent. You can handle it with a smile, and might even find the challenge fun.

That's just what I would think, and thank you for saying my knowledge of symbols is impressive. I have not looked into any in a long time. In my late teens and early 20's I spent a great deal of time reading about dream interpretations, but have not often took the time since that cray cray thing above

I'm going to have go check out these videos you speak of.

*and my phone won't load a videos because it's a crap over cast day. It is awesome that you were doing parkour in your dreams. Creatively handling the situation/obstacles.




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Last edited by Fifi.G; 08-09-2012 at 08:13 AM.
Last night I dreamed about missing cheesecake. I would bake one, not get a piece, and it would disappear.

I would bake another, not take one bite, and it would disappear.

Gawd that dream was annoying.

I would rather have played with jewelry, like Rou.


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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

i would rather have woken up and discovered that was my real life!

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i would rather have woken up and discovered that was my real life!

Originally Posted by rouquinne
That would be great. The main thing I miss about working in jewelry stores is being able to play. I got to be a human display. My favorite was a $15,000 black opal and diamond dinner ring.


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When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

I'd link you some of the videos, but I have no idea what they were called now! I just sort of kept clicking and clicking the videos in the sidebar. I don't even know where I started. I also don't have any experience with parkour in real life, so maybe my dream was trying to tell me to get on that? lol I think just searching "best parkour" in the Youtube search bar should get you somewhere. I like when they're actively climbing and throwing themselves over stuff better than when they're doing random flips, since the appeal to me is being able to get away from threats far better than the average person (clearly, my subconscious agrees) but since the flipping's apparently the cool part, plenty of the videos are dominated by that.

Man, I hate the dreams that dangle tasty treats in front of you and won't let you eat them! I've only ever had a couple of those, but they sucked. I didn't wake up hungry exactly, but I definitely felt dissatisfied.

I want to play with shiny rocks! Dream shinies are okay as long as they don't randomly turn into children like the dogs did. And wow, that ring sounds gorgeous. And faaaaaaancy!
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