I dreamt I was starting a business. There was some sort of safe with big buttons on the outside of the building. I was being taught how to operate it. The building reminded me of the old Olean Theater with the marquee that came out over the sidewalk in rhe ‘bad’ part of town. It was dark. It seemed like anyone could push the buttons but you needed a key for the second one which was black. The rest were white. They reminded me of the buttons on Abby’s trumpet, but there were 4 of them. I think the safe turned into a laundromat dryer. When I opened it, fluffy white shits came out. There were pictures on them that had been imprinted by the dryer. I looked in the next dryer. A white shirt came out that was all stuck together. Like the picture had turned in on itself and stuck it together. I could see the picture was a rosey red colored one and it reminded me of a child’s shirt. I felt sad that it hadn’t turned out right.
I was at this place on the water. It was dark. The porch stood on stilts out over the water. There was a track of moonlight visible on the surface of the water. It was the only light I could see.
Dreamer’s comments: There are no notes on the page. While I was typing No. 1 in, it occured to me that I do not remember that Abby ever played the trumpet so I have no idea where that came from. (I did date a trumpet player from a local band for a while before I was ever married.) I have flirted on different occasions with startimg a business but never seriously pursued it. Don’t know what the t-shirts might have meant. Could be if I was contemplating a business start up at the time it would not have turned out. I have done that many times but the farthest I ever got was passing a business plan class. Maybe this dream is what stopped me LOL. No 2 must have been something I saw in a movie once!
I dreamt I wanted to try on a new pair of pants. They were red and white check… like an italian tablecloth. There were only two dressing rooms and there was someone else also going to try something on. I rushed to the dressing rooms first. I picked one and when I got inside there were boxes and things piled in it making it sort of cramped. It seemed dusty to me. I went out to go to the bathroom and left the pants in the room. I peeked in the other dressing room as I passed and found it was normal looking.
I dreamt that I stood and watched everything burn. Fire was consuming everything in site. I did not feel distressed at all. I was just watching. and at the same time wondering “what’s next?” I felt very calm and had a sense of oneness with everything.
Dreamer’s Comments: If I thought really hard, I’m sure I could come up with something for the first dream. The second is a recurring dream. I’ve had it more than once though in different forms. Hmmmm…..
I dreamt I was going to have sex with this woman. I don’t know who she was. We were in a big building that reminded me of a bank. We were in the upstairs part. We were just wearing these things that looked lke towel wraps. We heard someone coming up/down the stairs and slipped down this little hall. We were staying tight against the wall. We were looking down through this doorway into a big room that looked lke some sort of well appointed board room or conference room. She handed me this big hard penis. A real penis. She asked me to hold it. The minute I took it, it seemed to start to leak and grow flaccid. I tried to hold it very still but it kept leaking and I was afraid she wold be mad at me because it wasn’t hard anymore. She had disappeared. I looked down and found hat I had a penis of my own. It was very limp and very very small… like a limp sweet gherkin pickle in size compared to the one she had given me which was big like a giant normal sized hard penis The next thing I knew we were sitting on a little hill. lke a dike watching a soccer game or something still wrapped in our towels. I woke up.
Dreamer’s comments: No idea. Nothng on the page in the way of interpretation. My first guess here is that it had something to do with being capable/potent or not being capable/impotent. Pretty weird.
I dreamt I kept sneaking into the neighbor’s house/garage for something. Once when I came back home, the TV was on and I couldn’t figure out how to turn it off. The phone rang. It was Matthew (Tony Capito’s grandson telling me he was going away and would not see me for awhile. I thought that add.
Dreamer’s comments: No notes on page. Odd dream. I don’t know Tony’s grandson enough to where he would call me and tell me such a story.
I dreamt Abby was taking me to a dance at her school. She said she wanted me to be her partner. They were pairing people. I was looking forward to who I might get adult wise. I woke up.
Dreamer’s comments: I have always loved to dance. And I do like to dance with my daughter. I obviously woke up before I was assigned an adult partner. But even now I like this dream!
I felt quite ‘out of it’ and lay down to take a nap. I had to ask Spirit to slow down a number of times today so that I could keep up. I dreamt that I got into a truck or a utility van of some sort. There seemed to be 2 or 3 children (my ideas or projects?) that got into the back. The vehicle started moving although I was not conscious of stepping on the accelerator and had no control of the speed. I was so close to the dash I could not lift my legs high enough to step on the clutch or the brake. We were driving through some inside place, like a parking ramp sort of but there were no other cars and it had a bowling alley like atmosphere. We were going down hill and sometimes there would be suprising sharp drops and sometimes corners unexpected but I managed to steer safely all the way through. No problem! Then I woke up still very groggy. We ended up in a very large very well lit room. Very Big. There seemed to be elevaotrs in it.
Dreamer’s Notes: In my head I heard (I am Spirit.) All I have is yours. All you see is mine. It seems no matter what I may be confronted with, I will handle it just fine. Not sure, but believe this is a Harrison song.
I had to slam on my brakes really hard to avoid hitting a car in front of me. It was dark and possibly raining. The jar to my body that occured when I slammed on the brakes woke me up.
Dreamer’s comment: There are no notes on the page. I would guess there was something going on that I needed to bring to a halt before someone got hurt. 20 years ago… hmmmm… I can barely remember yesterday!!! LOL!
I was somewhere. Somewhere light as opposed to heavy, although it was light as opposed to dark too. I was speaking with someone of authority who seemed to be like the mission control director of my life. HE was quite candid and had a nice sense of humor. I explained that I had made my decisions and was asking for direction and guidance. I was told that not this business but his next business would flourish. I was told that my current relationship with my family would go through a process before final resolution and to just allow the process to take place. There was no harm foreseen. I was asked to restate my decision and it was pointed out to me that I had also created a third possibility. And that one of these possiilities would suffer because I would eventually have to make a choice. I said it was not my intention to cause any suffering for anyone or anything and wondered why I couldn’t have it all. He found this quite humorous and I came back feeling totaly trusting and knowing I will be directed and okay. I will learn to check with my gut often.
Dreamer’s comment: Since this dream was in 1997 and it is now 2015, I find a lot of it sort of cryptic. It seems to be addressing certain circumstances that I was pondering at the time and cannot remember now LOL. I believe the business “thing” was about my husband, who since I have known him has started his own business 3 different times. The first was a disaster. The second went well but ended in disaster due to ignorance of the tax law. The third is now in full swing and flourishing. He loves it and seems to have no lack of clients. As for myself… Hmmmm. I just don’t know. I do still gut check and maybe this is why.
Sneaking secret informtion into and out of the computer in the basement. It is all related to the Health Department in Machias I think. Jack S. knew, Ray J. knew. Terry Stone suspected I think what was going on. For some reason I felt like a fly on the wall watching it all.
Dreamer’s Comments: Seems all very below boards to me. Looking at the date does not even help me remember what may have been going on. As I recall, there was a time when that county was full of all kinds of coups and there was a particular office with all access that leaked like a sieve.
I was wading in wet cement up to my armpits. I think Ellen was somewhere nearby.
(My first impression is sluggish – soon to be stuck – but who? me?)
I was at Cuba Lake in a nice cottage. I burned Barbara Simon’s head with a cigarette. The round spot in her hair – on her scalp – positively glowed red/orange. I was frantic and felt horrible for being responsible for this injury. In my panic, all I could think to do was get cold water for it but the faucet I ran to was hooked up to a washing machine and the run off was dirty and warm. There was a voice or something that told me to clam down and when I did I noticed there was a sink with clear cold running water right next to me. I poured some on Barbara’s head and she began to cry.
(I think the lesson here is to remain calm in calamity’s face and to keep things simple???)
Dreamer’s Comments… Okay then!
P.S. Sorry Barbara!