Friday, October 28, 2016
Saturday, August 27, 2016
All I can recall from last night are about 3 dreams.
One of them was just silliness, so I’ll only share two of them. They were different from my regular dreams, except for that in one of them I was – yet again – trying to protect an animal.
Those dreams are so exhausting and I have them so much that half the time I don't even bother to type them all down.
My first dream from last night was that our house was surrounded by lava. Yes, LAVA!
It was less than an inch away from flowing inside the house and I was shocked that no one was freaking out over the event in the slightest.
I found this in a dream dictionary:
- “To see lava in your dream signifies violent anger which you have kept inside for a period of time.”
My second dream was set someplace in Africa. We were there on vacation or something.
There was a fight earlier, between two men I believe, and there was blood on the ground and on some sleeping bag that was out there. (All of this was beneath a tree in front of the house. It was very close to the front porch; something like just a yard away). I couldn’t stand the thought of that mess, or of any wild animals being lured to it, so I took it upon myself to hose it all off.
Later, after cleaning the sleeping bag the best I could, I decided to take it back outside before it got too dark and the wild animals would be out.
I go outside and see a large deer standing in front of me. It is just staring right back at me, and I think it’s a different kind of deer than I was used to seeing back home. I didn’t know how dangerous this deer was, so I was going to close the door and go back inside, but…. I see that my dog, Maddie, is outside too! She was lying on a dog bed (I think) that was set against the front porch. I had thought she was inside the house with the family, so I was pretty upset seeing her outside.
All of a sudden the deer surprises me by lying down next to Maddie. I realize that this wild deer is protecting Maddie. I call Maddie back inside the house, and to my relief – after a few seconds – she listens and comes inside.
Next, in my dream I was listening to my father telling me about a dream that he had. I then started to tell my mother what had happened with the deer, but she didn’t care. I was SO UPSET that I was listening to everyone elses thoughts/emotions (that they wanted me to hear) but when I wanted to share something with them that felt profound to me… they didn’t care. I was so angry that I was a listening ear for them (and by ‘them’ I mean my whole family; even family I’m not even close to), but they didn’t return that favor in kind.
I’m really not a huge believer in dream dictionaries, but here’s what I found anyway:
- To dream about or that you in Africa reflects your desires to return to your roots. You want to find out more about your heritage.
- To see a deer in your dream symbolizes grace, compassion, gentleness, meekness and natural beauty. It has feminine qualities and may point to the feminine aspect within yourself. It also represents independence, alertness, and virility. Consider the symbol to be a pun for someone who is "dear" to you. Alternatively, the dream represents vulnerability and naiveté. As a result, others may take advantage of you and your gullibility.
- To see blood in your dream represents life, love, and passion as well as disappointments. To dream that others are bleeding signifies an emotional cry for help.
- To see a sleeping bag in your dream represents warmth and protection. You are expressing a desire to slowly explore the realm of your subconscious. Alternatively, a sleeping bag may be analogous to regressing back to the womb where you were completely dependent.
A couple nights ago I had more Animal Rescue dreams.
In the first one I was trying to protect my dogs, as well as my brothers’ dogs, from some kind of wild dogs. They were furry and black and there were MANY of them.
I had opened the back door when these wild dogs kept coming inside the house. While this is going on, I’m constantly tossing out these wild dogs while calling my own dogs (and my brothers dogs) to come to safety inside the house.
A lot of these wild dogs would sort of hide beneath our huge entertainment center that we have our television set on. Some of these dogs were really mean, but most of them weren’t fighting me too badly.
Every time I got one of our dogs to safety, or when I realized some were already in the house, I told my little brother to put them in the other room and close the door to keep them safe. (In this dream my brother was sitting on the couch behind me and he was a young boy).
Hummingbirds & a Moose
In my other dream from that night I found 3 hummingbirds lined up next to our back door. I thought they were dead, but when I touched them and took them back outside I think they opened their eyes and flew off.
FYI: I think I had this dream because we have a lot of hummingbirds here at our house and lately we’ve had two beautiful baby redbirds hit our window and die of broken necks.
It’s been very upsetting to me.
Also, a day or so earlier I dreamed about two kinds of animals, but all I can recall now is a TALL moose. It was not normal tall either.
Saturday, August 6, 2016
Pretty Countryside and a Magic Door
I had a dream last night that I owned this little Bed & Breakfast. My best friend from back in high school showed up in the middle of the night. As she’s walking out the door the next morning I grab the door, shut it, and confront her. I asked if she was here because she genuinely needed a place to stay overnight or if she was just using me.
I then notice that she doesn’t look the same. She’s suddenly very short, and I think African-American? She was very rude when answering me, so that was all I needed to know. I knew for certain now that she had traveled down the wrong road in her life and became a bitter, impolite individual. I opened the door and told her to leave.
The dream ended here, and I woke up with tears in my eyes. I found that really, really strange but I’ve done that before with other dreams. I don’t even have to be feeling any sadness at all, yet I’ll wake up with tears running down my face. I ignored this and went back to sleep.
I now have a new dream:
In this one I’m at some beautiful countryside someplace. It was GORGEOUS! I think I saw a rainbow (or more than one rainbow) over the hills that were off in the distance. (I think I dreamed this because I saw a similar picture like it on Pinterest the other day).
I glanced over my left shoulder, and to my amazement I see a beautiful, massive wooden door. It was arched and made of something like oak. It looked Gothic. I was absolutely in awe because it looked so magical just standing there in this gorgeous countryside. It was like something out of Narnia. (FYI: I’ve never really even seen those movies or read the books).
I now turn around and notice that children are playing everywhere. To my right there’s a large, fallen log and there are some kids sitting on it. I’m still pretty amazed at how beautiful this place is, but notice it’s getting very dark. A storm is rolling in and I think night was starting to fall. I know this is going to be a BAD and very dangerous storm, so I shout for all the children to run home now.
I become frustrated because I wasn’t sure they could all hear me, so I clear my throat and attempt to shout even louder. There was just no way I was going to leave until I knew these kids were running back to the safety of their homes before the storm hit.
It now is so dark outside that I can hardly see anything. I realize that the kids were all rushing to their homes now, so I turn back towards where that magical-looking door was and decide to return to the safety of home myself.
The next thing I know, I’m continuing my previous dream with the bed & breakfast:
I’m still upset over what happened with my ex best friend, so I decide to just move past it. I was just happy to know the truth about her. I decided to snap myself out of it by visiting an old friend.
This friend of mine is like a father figure to me. As I walk towards wherever he is during that time of day, my eyes are fixed on the ground as I’m thinking. Either I was thinking to myself that I DID tell my ex best friend that the bed & breakfast was owned by me, or that I wish I HAD told her. I just remember making a sweeping gesture with my hand, saying “This is mine. This is all mine.” (Meaning the bed & breakfast/small hotel and the surrounding property). All I know is I was proud of it and belonged there.
I continue to walk up this grassy area which curved towards the right. The left side of it was ‘bordered’ by concrete like a sidewalk. (Really, it was like how it is by a bridge over a highway; you know, a grassy area that slopes). I remember thinking in my dream how my property is in a nice location because it sits on quiet, beautiful countryside but is also really close to town.
As I continue walking up this incline, I walk alongside the edge. I remember thinking that I used to do that as a child, even though it was frightening, but that my father figure friend was always telling me not to do that because I could fall and get hurt.
When I reach the top of this hill/incline, I see an old pickup truck. There’s a big black dog resting in the back/tailgate. I think he’s a Labrador. I start petting and talking to him. His name is “Gus.”
My old friend/father figure shows up and we talk. I can’t remember what we spoke about.
The next part of the dream is just silliness. I’m back at my little bed & breakfast and Harry Connick Jr. is there. Lol! He was packing up his stuff to leave and was very funny. (I also vaguely recall a previous part of my dream where we’re ‘racing’ on something with wheels. We’re racing down some hallway to an elevator. We were just having some little competition just for the fun of it).
Next, I have a third dream:
This dream was like watching a movie up close and personal. I saw countryside, similar to my other dream with the door/portal. There were two girls standing there, talking. One had blonde hair pulled up in a bun. The other had long dark black hair that was down. I think it was wavy. It was VERY windy, so their hair was pretty unkempt. The blonde had a pink shawl draped over her shoulders. Both girls wore normal dresses like you’d see in Edwardian times. Nothing fancy. The girl with the dark black hair was very pregnant, and her friend was very excited for her.
Actually, she was giddy but also very sad for her (pregnant) friend because when she saw a young man walking up the hill towards them… she knew he was about to propose to her friend. I then notice in my dream that the blonde girl was pretty but that she had bad teeth. (Because they were poor).
I believe these girls had Irish accents?
Sing a Song
My dream last night was so ridiculous.
I was standing on a porch, thumbing through some scrapbook paper of all things to place on the insides of a small cabinet. (I remember one of the papers I thought of using was chocolate brown and had an illustration, penciled in white, of a few owls on a branch or something).
To my right there was a man that just arrived. A neighbor or something. He was walking the field (inside tall brown grass) and I’m not sure I even knew him.
In this dream, as I was working, I was singing to myself. I was singing that silly country song from the movie “Michael.” (You know, the one with John Travolta as the Archangel Michael). I remember my dream-self hoping the man that was walking a few yards away didn’t hear me singing such a silly song.
PS – I just realized that I think I know why I dreamed this. I think that last night on Facebook someone mentioned the Archangel Michael. I can’t recall why they mentioned him. I’m not even into angels or anything like that. (I’m openminded about that stuff, but I’m also very skeptical). Also, someone posted a photo of the little front porch to their new house in the country. I think it’s fairly plausible to say that that is where the front porch in my dream comes in, too.
It’s amazing what the subconscious can recall while your conscious mind completely forgets.
One of my dreams last night was about two elephants.
A large elephant I somehow managed to sling over my back, and then there was a baby elephant. The baby elephant I held on to with my right hand.
All I could find in a dream dictionary about elephants was this:
To see an elephant in your dream indicates that you need to be more patient or more understanding of others. Or perhaps there is a memory that you are holding on to for too long. You need to let go of the past. The elephant is also a symbol of power, strength, faithfulness and intellect. Alternatively, the elephant's introverted personality may be a reflection of your own personality.
The elephant is the symbol of the United States Republican party. Perhaps you are sharing the same views as the Republican party.
Monday, March 2, 2015
I had another space dream yesterday morning. It's been a while since I had one, and even though this was a brief dream I think it's worth writing down. (Simply because they've become rare, although I think I had one recently but forgot all about it because I never wrote it down).
First of all, it's a little out of left field. Okay, so it's A LOT out of left field.
This dream was very quick, and at the very end of it I was waking up. (This happened to me recently with another dream, but like I said... I never wrote it down and now I can't remember it). In this dream someone was bestowing knowledge on me. I never saw them. All I saw was a planet or nebula; just outer space really. I don't even know if this person was male or female.
What they told me is really difficult to explain because 1). it was explained very briefly in just one or two sentences, and 2). What they were talking about was completely out of my wheelhouse. They were talking about physics here, which is way over my head. I'm fascinated by astronomy, but when it comes to subatomic particles and the like... I'm totally lost.
If I'm remembering this dream correctly, they told me that the Universe created us. The Universe created human beings, and we are just one working part of String Theory.
See? I told ya it was weird. I can't even remember what string theory is. Actually, I don't think I ever have known what it is so after I had this dream I decided to look it up.
I'm still confused, but imagine this was just a rubbish dream anyway. And weird.
Had another space dream last night.
In this one I was in space, looking down on a planet. It was so DARK all around, but the planet below glowed a very DEEP purple. I was looking down at the curvature of it, and the entire dream was just this feeling of danger; that space travel was incredibly dangerous and unpredictable, and I hoped we'd survive it.
Well... just now I decided to write down this dream on here. I started looking for a photo to use with this post, and when I typed "purple planet," the results from Google were a bunch of articles.
"Find a purple planet, and you may have spotted alien life. Some of the first Earthlings were purple bacteria that ruled the planet about 3 billion years ago. If any Earth-like exoplanets host similar microbes, their distinctive hue will be visible from space."
To me that's one weird coincidence.
The Return of Tiger Lily
I had a really quick dream this morning.
In this one I entered our craft building. Once inside I saw Tiger Lily, my cat that passed away a few years ago.
I was so happy, and surprised of course, to see her! I scooped her up and carried her outside with me, announcing to my mother that Tiger Lily was back!
Last night's dream was really, really weird.
In this one I had died. All I know is it had something to do with my head. It was on the right side, near the top. I don't know the details though. I'm pretty sure it wasn't anything like a brain tumor because in this dream I kept envisioning a hole there, so it was something like a gun shot or I hit my head on something.
Okay, creepy, so... moving on.
What's weird about this dream is the undeniable fact that I had indeed died, but then four years later I was alive again. I was back from the dead. Same age and everything.
I was literally dead for four years, then one day I just popped back into existence as if nothing had happened. (In the dream I was matter-of-factly telling this to a few people).
I even remember my dream-self thinking about how hard that must have been for my parents to lose a child, but at the same time it was almost as if all of that was swept under the rug once I returned.
We had all just moved on, accepting the mystery of all of this but also being grateful that everything was okay again.
In this dream I was cleaning beneath a dusty bed. I remember there being empty boxes, Madame Alexander dolls, etc underneath it. Someone that I didn't like lived there, and was asleep in another room nearby.
Someone inspected how messy it was, but I told them not to worry about the dust because I'm a clean person. (Unlike whomever it was I was cleaning up after).
On some ledge over the area I was in I see a tiny, strange creature. It was yellow and orange, and looked to be a cross between a deer and a giraffe. (Like in the photo above. When researching images of animals that would remind me of what I saw in my dream, a gerenuk - something I've never heard of - comes closest). This creature moved strangely, sort of like those old Claymation cartoons.
I tell the guy nearby to please get rid of this thing. I'm afraid of it possibly attacking me, because as it's moving it's looking at me.
One, of two men, is wearing a red T-shirt. He tells me that the creature I'm seeing is very rare and is considered good luck to many. (Like a ladybug, or some lucky totem). I ask him to repeat that, because I didn't hear all that he said... as in what he compared it to or the creature's actual name. Instead of answering me, the two men only stare at each other in silence.
I'm told that they can't repeat its name. They said it has something to do with saying it's name too many times; like it was sacred and if you utter it's name too much the magic and it's importance would diminish.
I begin to speak but notice the guy in the red shirt has disappeared. I ignore the thought of him vanishing into thin air. I tell the other man that I'm feeling unsettled around this creature anyway, and to please take it safely outside.
A little girl, whom I was with earlier, starts to pick up the creature for me, but it hops off the ledge and hangs on to my left arm. I'm worried it'll hurt me from touching me.
The girl pries it off, and I see that there's a residue from it on my arm. It's a yellow/orange color that's tacky and pasty. I immediately try to clean it off.
I had forgotten about this dream until recently.
A long time ago I had this pretty ordinary dream about some room with a circular ceiling. Strung above me, from the ceiling, were plastic Disney characters in space uniforms, and then a planet. This room was filled with people just lumbering about.
A few months later I saw that Disney World added a new ride called "Mission Space." The gift shop to it was decorated like the room I saw in my dream.
So again.... I'm sometimes Disney psychic.
A Hidden Planet
Last night I had some ridiculous dreams, but one of them stood out.
I was in some room, with a professor or something. This room had one wall where the entire length of it was a window; a lot like the Starship Enterprise from Star Trek. (I've only recently started watching the NG Star Trek, so that's probably why I dreamt that. And FYI: Not really a fan of it so far. It's kind of boring. I wonder if the original series is better).
There's a big white desk of sorts in this room. The professor and I are standing behind it, looking out this large window at a planet. The professor hands me a 'slide' of sorts. (Like in the pic above). It looks like the cardboard that surrounds an old photograph, but there's dark brown transparent film on the inside.
I'm looking at this planet, which can be seen up close on the right-hand side of this large window. (Only half of it is in view). The professor is talking to me, and after he hands me that slide I hold it up in front of me. Through the transparent film I see the large planet I had been looking at, but also there - seemingly out of nowhere - there's a second planet just behind it. I think it was a blue or purple planet, and it had faint rings. When I saw those rings I instantly had the thought that that wasn't so rare a thing because most planets do have rings. (That's what my dream-self thought anyway). Either this was a much smaller planet than the one I had been looking at, or it looked smaller because it was farther away.
The strange thing is that the moment you stopped looking through the transparent film/slide, all you could see was the blackness of space and no sign of a planet even being there at all. It was completely invisible to the naked eye. Only the larger planet was visible.
I haven't written down any new dreams for a long time, but last night I had another space dream.
It was a short one. All I can recall is sitting inside a very small space pod with a man. I think we both had astronaut suits on, only they weren't near as bulky as the ones astronauts wear today. I believe we worked together.
I remember us looking out the window and every now and again the pod would sort of do a little dipping motion. It felt a little disconcerting when it did that. It was a normal thing, but it felt strange because you know there's no bottom to space. You could just continue 'falling' into nothing if you could. I just didn't like the feeling of being suspended inside nothingness like that, with eternity running off into forever beneath your feet.
I recall there was a small 'wheel' of sorts on the console in front of us. It wasn't round like a car steering wheel. It was a thin white rod that was in place horizontally. The man was the one that was operating it.
The entire dream was really just us talking - about what I don't know - while we looked out this window into space. The view was a lot of stars. Red stars mostly.
A lot like in the above photo, only the colors were much bolder and there wasn't any dust. All I could see was the blackness of space and those red stars.
Friday, January 16, 2015
(Artwork: Jessie Wilcox Smith)
Been having strange dreams again. Nothing new there. I'll stick to the most recent ones:
- In this dream my mother told me that she dreamed I was part of The Matrix, but not to worry because my kids were fine. (I have no children, by the way).
So yeah, The Matrix? I don't even like that movie and have only seen parts of the first one.
- This was yet another parallel universe dream. In this dream I found my aunt, and when I asked if she knew who I was or if she'd ever seen me before, she answered that no, she didn't.
I then began to outright panic and cry like a lunatic. Even in my dream I was amazed at how affected I was by this knowledge. It just felt awful knowing that I didn't even exist in this other universe along with people that were supposed to be my family members.
- This might not sound like a nightmarish dream, but it certainly felt like one.
In this dream I suddenly realized that I had one very large section of hair that turned stark white. It came out of nowhere and was an irreversible condition. Nothing I did would get rid of it.
It wasn't like an aging kind of white either. It was more like something terrified me so horrifically that it literally turned my hair white.
I'm 99.99% sure what this dream was all about.
Had another exhausting pet rescue dream last night.
I was in some neighborhood where the mega-rich lived. At one of these homes we were having fun watching some wild critters; ducks and the like. One of my dogs, Izzy, saw one of the ducks and went after it. Immediately afterward I see that there's a fox out there, too.
Next thing I know I'm petrified out of my mind trying to find all three of my dogs, but it's proving impossible because I am surrounded by nothing but dogs, dogs, and more dogs. There were puppies and adult dogs everywhere, and then even some newborn dogs sleeping all cozily inside cupboards. (There was some woman sitting in a chair next to it, keeping watch over them).
So I'm frantically calling out Izzy's name, all the while also looking for my other dogs. I think I saw Maddie, and she was in protective mothering mode. (Maddie has never been a mother, but she is protective over our other dogs). I know this because there's a little puppy underneath her belly. She was sheltering it, although it surprised me that it wasn't Abby or Izzy that she was protecting.
I keep searching for Izzy, and I see a lot of dogs that are similar to her but not quite. It was really frustrating and overwhelming.
I think I finally found her, and then I started searching for little Abby. I think this is when I woke up.
By the way, Maddie in this dream was actually our old dog, Bambi. It was kinda strange because I was searching for Maddie, and even when I found her she looked just like Bambi. She and Bambi were the same.
Which isn't too surprising I guess, since we've always joked that if pets ever do reincarnate Maddie might be Bambi come back to us. They're very similar in personality and in some ways, appearance.
Monday, August 11, 2014
(Artwork: Ida Rentoul Outhwaite)
Last night I was met with another animal rescue mission dream.
This time I was attempting to rescue the tiniest bunny rabbit. It was a baby rabbit, only it had something like fairy wings; a pair of clear wings on each side. At first, I thought some dogs captured it so I was relieved to finally find it perched on a windowsill behind a couch.
It was nighttime and I start to take it outside, but realize that isn't an option because there are some cats out there. I was stumped on where to take it so it would be safe.
And that was the end of the dream. Pretty simple, but a little weird concerning the wings.
(Artwork: Amanda Clark)
A couple nights ago I was having one dream after another, but the one that stood out is this one:
I was inside some house, and it was raining a little. My dog, Abby, wanted out so I did the usual check of the surroundings. (It makes sense that this would be in my dream because every time we let the dogs out we have to first check that it's free from snakes and hawks flying overhead).
While I was checking for any dangers I noticed two rabbits in the yard. (Also not uncommon even in my waking life. We have one bunny in particular that's always sleeping inside the fence at night). Not wanting my dogs to chase or frighten them, I try to shoo it away. I tell it that it has to leave for a second because of my dog needing to go out.
As I'm talking to these rabbits, the larger one comes into the house. It hid underneath a little stove or something, but eventually it started to come back out. As it does, I pick it up and kind of toss it back into the yard. As I do so, it DISAPPEARS.
It disappeared into some kind of portal, and later on I (and some man as well) see a quick flash of white light. (Which reminded me of something my mother and I both saw - actually saw, not dreamed - a long time ago, but.... that's a story for another time).
FYI: I hope it's okay to use the above pic. It was the only artwork I found that reminded me of my dream. I love her artwork. They're so magical!
Saturday, April 26, 2014
My cat, Wendy Moira Angela Darling, passed away in July of last year. On the evening of this past Easter Sunday, my mother comes up to me and says something I didn't expect.
She just saw Wendy Kitty.
Mom was sitting on the couch in the living room, and in the next room (her bedroom) she saw Wendy walking past. Mom swears it was Wendy, make no mistake. As always, I'm skeptical but I can tell that my mother is being very serious. If she says she saw Wendy, she did.
I haven't felt Wendy around me, which is surprising seeing how we were so close, but on the same night that Mom said she saw her... I had a dream.
There was some ridiculousness in the dream, which tells me it wasn't a visitation, but either way I wanted to type it up.
In the dream I was standing on a tall ladder near some windows. That area was a lot like the house we used to live in, with a gallery and really tall ceilings. (For a while, Wendy was always jumping up there from the bump-out by the stairs. I was always so petrified of her being up there, but eventually she stopped).
So I was standing on top of some ladder, to place a display or something up in the windows. (Just like we did every Christmastime). For some reason my brother was with me, and his hair was curlier than normal because it was longer than it usually is. He was on some other ladder to my right I guess, because he was next to me.
All of a sudden, and completely out of nowhere, I feel something soft brush up against my left arm. I had no clue what it could possibly be, seeing how I was so high up, but then I SAW what it was.
It was a cat. A really big gray cat. It's paws were pretty big for a house cat, and on its face the fur was pretty wavy and thick. It curled upwards.
I tried finding a picture online, to show what kind of cat I'm talking about. The closest I've come across are a few of those Tabby Manx....
... or the La Perm cats.
Both of which I've never heard of.
In the dream it reminded me of those a little, but not exactly since I don't really remember this cat's fur being all that curly. I just remember the fur around the face being a little long, thick and wavy, and then it's paws and body being pretty big.
As I looked at this cat, I couldn't help but keep wondering if it was actually Wendy come back to me.
I still strongly believe this was just a regular, "wish fulfillment" sort of dream, but I've had enough precognitive dreams in my life to know the importance of writing them down even when you're not 100% positive that's what they are.
And as much as I still love and miss Wendy Kitty, I've vowed never to get any more animals. I'm through with that. I'm tired of mourning their loss when they're gone, and having pets make travel so much harder or just plain impossible. And I must confess that when it comes to cats, I am not a fan of the litter box and litter granules dropping all over the floors of the house.
Lord knows I loved my cats, but that kitty litter......
A few mornings ago I woke up for a bit, but then decided to go back to bed for a few more minutes. As I closed my eyes, all the while scratching my spoiled (and deservedly so) dog's belly, I started having a dream.
Well, to say it was a "vision" would probably be more accurate.
What I saw was the image of a white hawk soaring overhead. The sky was blue, and on it's wings there were the tiniest black markings. Overall, it was snowy white though.
Wendy Kitty Visits
Dreamed about Wendy Kitty somewhere around a week ago. It was pretty simple.
I was walking out of the kitchen when there, in the foyer in front of the hutch, I saw her. (She was standing between the hutch and a cardboard box that was sitting on the floor). I was so thrilled that I could actually see her! (I guess I was able to pet her, too? I can't recall anything about that anymore). I only remember calling out to everyone that I could see her.
The strange thing though was her coloring. She was still a gray cat, but there was a yellow overtone to her. It was a sort of washed-over tint of a dirty yellow.
I have no idea what that was about.
FYI: It's pretty typical for me to have a dream like this after a pet has passed away. With pretty much every single pet I've ever had, I'll have a dream where all of a sudden I can see and pet them. It's as if they're solid and real again, but usually in these dreams I'm the only one that can see and feel them.
This was a strange one. I was at some store with my family. I decided to separate from them, to browse the things that interested me. I told them I was going to look at the store's jewelry. (To get ideas from I think, to make my own).
While perusing the jewelry, I run into some woman. She's dressed in a fancy Victorian dress. It was strange because I was clearly browsing a store in modern times, yet this woman was from a past era. She recognized me, and sees me as some sort of celebrity.
And if that wasn't weird enough, how about this?
She asks me to sing "Che Gelida Manina" with her. (It's an aria from Puccini's opera, La Boheme. It's definitely my favorite). I'm uncomfortable saying yes to her request, but go along with it anyway.
While singing, I'm very self-conscious because I don't want my family to hear me from across the store. Still, despite my discomfort I sing my very best. I intended on singing only half of the aria, but can't go through with that. (OCD, anyone?) It felt wrong doing that, so I sing the entire song.
After we finished singing together, the woman talks to me again like I'm a celebrity. By this time I think there's someone standing next to her. What she says next is something completely out of left field.
She mentions that I was (or used to be in a past life) a knight!
Which is strange in and of itself, but because of this last part I HAD to write down this dream. (Because I've always suspected that Patrick was a knight of sorts).
(Artwork: Ohara Koson, 1926)
Had a quick dream last night. I was outside someplace, at some building. I think my mother was there, and then two strangers.
We saw the tiniest, cutest baby owl walking on the concrete slab. It was ADORABLE! We were wondering where it's family was, worried for it, but then it's mother and sibling appear suddenly.
For some reason we saw this happen twice, and I think it was two different owl families.