What dreams may come

A blog to keep track of my dreams and hear the interesting interpretations of others. The dreams are as much as I can recall of them and may be out of order and in rather rough format.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Night at the opera

I was out at the opera, but as a detective. A girl had been raped and I was there to investigate. I was standing in the main hall (with the refreshment stands, etc.). To get to the opera, you had to go down an escalator. There was a girl standing in the main hall looking vacant. I thought she was someone I knew from childhood. When the opera started (with the national anthem) they stopped the escalator. I went down and came up the stopped escalator. I was coming around the corner and this guy tried to grab my wallet out of my purse. I was having none of it screaming "NO" at the top of my lungs. Some people walked by but didn't help. I kept screaming and not letting him take my wallet until eventually he ran off. I thought maybe he was the guy I was trying to investigate.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Chiclet machine

My mother and father were visiting (as well as a number of assorted other people- maybe children). We let them run in the garden to find pods as it was pod season. We were driving somewhere and stopped- maybe my mom had to make a phone call. My dad needed to buy some gum from the vending machine. I offered him a toonie, but he wanted to wait until my mother came back.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Plane

(earlier in the day I watched the footage of the Turkish airliner crash)
I was on a plane and I could feel it was rapidly going down. But then we were on the ground in front of these super ornate houses. The detail on them was so intricate I was stopped and looking at it. It was so colourful and so detailed, like a well made gingerbread house. It was a small house- when you went in it was 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms.(no other rooms!)

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Mall class

We were all standing in a circle. We were going around the circle. The circle broke at Carolina. I told her she had to tell Jose. (maybe something corrective) She did not want to.

We were at a mall. It was like a classroom in a mall. When the class was over, I got up and looked at my beige sweater, but it was not MY beige sweater. I said that this was not mine. Noone else indicated that it was theirs.
We got into a car. My dad was driving. My mom hadn't come out of the mall yet. But it was time- we needed to get over to the other half of the mall for 8. So we drove off, hoping that my mom would know that we were coming right back.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Biking into the sunrise

A couple of days ago, I had a dream that James was biking to school on his own. It was still dark when he set out. I saw him going down the road and there was someone coming the other way. I ran and caught up with him and instructed him that he needed to pull over when someone was coming the other way. Then suddenly, it was light- the sun was rising and I thought that was so much better.

Last night I dreamt that I was in a house with a bunch of people. John P. was there and was thirsty. The layout of the house was like my chaplin house in st. C.. I asked him what he wanted to drink- we had everything. He wanted a strawberry drink. I went to the fridge but we didn't have everything, only watermelon and something else, not strawberry.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Rocket launcher

On Wed. am, I dream that I had a rocket launcher type gun and I was trying to shoot at John H. (of all people! what a sweet man) Luckily, he managed to duck and weave and not get hit. I held a broken rocket in my hand.

This morning, Randy was selling food out of the window of his house. I went in and saw his front room/kitchen. It was decorated with these orange and brown posters, maybe orange curtains. I was measuring things. I was up close with the curtains and I was talking to someone and commenting on that they probably hadn't been washed in 10 years. There was lots of hair in the curtains. At least I washed my curtains 5 years ago. I came back and the curtains were all down. Had I taken them down? Maybe.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Group work

Dreamt about my class. They were working individually but later they would have to work in their groups and someone went to talk to them and tell them about their groups. And I cut that person off, saying they already knew about their groups.

I was making a pile of stuff for Donna in the office. A cardboard box and some other file things. I had 8 reports that needed to be handed back to the students and I was debating if I should ask Donna to do that or do it myself!

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

travel

I was traveling across the US, maybe on a north south path. on one of my stops, I made these round paper mache things. I think they were supposed to represent something- they were all painted, but it's not coming back to me what they were.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Omi and Opi

I decided at the last minute that James and I would fly to Holland with my Mom. I decided on Tuesday, got the tickets on Wed. and the flight was on Thurs.

I was at the place where Omi and Opi live (alone, I think). I was looking out the big glass window into the back garden, where all the residents were seated facing the window, in rows. I started to cry and turned away to get a hold of myself.

I was on an episode of Survivor and we were walking through some boggy grass and I said that I was probably going to be the Survivor that lost their boot in the bog!

I was making a meal for children. I was in the kitchen and the children were seated at tables with benches outside. I was handing them out crackers until I was done what I was cooking. I had eggs on a giant skillet and I was adding things to them. I went to add salt but it came out in giant clumps. I scooped what I could out. The box of salt fell to the floor.
I was offered a $50 hair net.