Dreamscape

I haven't recorded any of my dreams in ages, and wanted to get back in the habit of it. So we'll start with the dream that I had last night.

First off, I'm going to say that I'm already in a relationship and I'm content for the most part. So I hope no one takes me from some hussy, or something because of this dream.

Anyway it's finals week in the dream. I'm downstairs by the newspaper stand for the college paper, and I've been holding back tears. I just finished writing my Financial final exam and I'm trying to calm myself down, and figure out if I'm going to have to change my next term schedule or not because I sw,ore I failed the damn test.

Jesse from class comes up to me with Shelly and they both ask me how I thought of the exam, and having to say that I failed it was the last straw and I just started to cry. Jesse put an arm around my should and gave me this sort of half hug and said "It's alright. It's probably not that bad. It was a hard exam so maybe he'll make some adjustments to it." At which point I said "No, I did bad. As in I couldn't answer anything on the exam. I barely answered even one question and I know my answer is wrong." I'm still crying at this point and Shelly is just looking between the two of us giving me this look that I'm blowing it out of proportion. I then said "I have to redo that class." I was trying to stop crying and gain some composure. I felt rather embarrassed that I was crying in front of both of them, especially when I don't like to cry in front of others. Jessie said "If you need to take it over again I'll take it over again with you." I said he couldn't that it wouldn't be fair and that's not what I wanted. At which point he decided to say "but I like you, so I want to." And the like he seemed to be addressing wasn't the whole friendship like sort of deal It was the other version of like. I didn't know what to say so I said nothing and let the two of them usher me away because I think in the dream Jesse was able to tell I was in a state of disbelief. I naturally in real life don't handle confessions very well anyway.

So we are starting the new term and I'm sitting with Jesse and Shelly at the front of the class (I love sitting in the front of the classroom in real life) and Jessie is the second chair in from the aisle and just as I'm passing him I brush my hand over his shoulders and sit down beside him and slip my hand into his under the table. The only thing I was thinking at the time was that I was trying to show that I accepted how he felt. So I dunno.

Would I do any of this in real life? Yeah I'd cry if I failed an exam. that's natural for me. But would someone confess to me. It happens on rare occasions but no one from school would confess to me.

For myself I don't really understand why I had the dream. It's sort of odd. I have a boyfriend and he has a girlfriend. WE are both happy with our relationships so something like this would never occur. I do enjoy speaking with Jesse and doing class work with him since he actually does his work and he does a very good job with the work that gives me. I rarely have any issues and if there is a problem it's pretty easy for me to fix.

Anyway, I hope the next dream I have is more fun, or at least terrifying. I think i'm one of the few people alive who loves a good nightmare.

I was in an unfamiliar town. Things were dark. There weren't any street lights. The only thing illuminating what was around me was whatever light managed to stream through the drapes of the small shack houses. It was a sad sight to see. I came to one place and found myself entering it finding a lonely and sad woman. She seemed wise but hurt by everything in the past. Honestly it seemed like she was waiting for death. The scene saddened me.
A neighbor of hers who came over to check on her was also elderly but was more spry and energetic. She noticed that I was there and asked me if I would help her with something. Naturally I agreed to help. I told the woman that we'd be back very soon.
I went to the neighbors house and she was also living modestly like everyone else but rather than getting me to help I ended up witnessing everything she was doing and she was trying to gather some things up. But then I turned my back to her for a moment and she was gone. After a while I concidered going back the the first womans house but the neighbor woman came back through the door a bit hysterical saying "She's gone. She's left." I told her I would look for her, and she said she was going to bring over something that she made for the first woman and see where she may be afterwards. I left the home and began walking the streets that got progressively more narrow and more seedy and dangerous. Eventually I found the woman and told her I wanted her to stay close. She had no idea where she was anymore and had no idea who I was anymore either but she seemed to trust me enough that I got her back to her place.
When we arrived we both noticed that on the couch in her room was a crocheted blanket with a a nice pattern on it. The one thing that still sticks in my mind was that there were hearts their sides that were fairly larger and laid along the outter edges of the blanket. The older woman went and pulled it off the back of the couch and sat in her recliner pulling the blanket over her and began sobbing into trying to ask where it came from. I told her that I thought it was her neighbor that brought it over and she seemed somewhat confused. Her neighbor than walked in and the woman I found seemed to almost become childlike in how she was sitting and how petrified she was, and the neighbor woman said "its time for you to remember."

My father was having a mental break down. As the mental breakdown continued and worsened so did the landscape of things. The orientation of what was up and what was down completely changed and so did gravity. All inanimate objects stayed where they were while everyone else was suspended. I'd be traveling through the house with my sister and mom and i spoke with some consciousness or another and things were rectified. It then happened again and my sister and mom were determined to lay down in bed. My mom was terrified along with my sister and they pulled the sheets over their head saying they didn't want to deal with it anymore. That none of it made sense.
I then went back to the consciousness and told them that things were no better I needed to fix this, or it would destroy the family and potentially cause my father to kill himself. The consciousness dropped some pills infront of me and told me to give them to him and all would be fine. So that's what i did.
Then out of no where (there's little consistancy to this dream) I was outside of a room with two other people. Both males and I've not seen either one of them before. One man appared close to my age, the other was in his late 30's. The younger one was goingon about how he wanted to create his own religious path and I mentioned I had wanted to as well. And with his he kept saying everyone had to be naked. I then left.
Things then repeated again when i came back and I told him I had been thinking about that but that i personally believe no one HAS to get naked. If you want to wear your clothing thats fine, only thing that's asked is you respect the people going with out, and those going with out respect that you're keeping yours on. The younger man was more then comfortable with that but then vanished. I entered the large studio space with the olderman and he was wearing track pants that were about a size two big and had another fair underneath. He kept pulling the waste of the first pair out in front of him and I made a comment to him that there really wasn't much point to wearing them he should just take them off since they don't really fit but he just sort of sulked and ignored it.
I was walking around the room getting use to the space when the younger man appeared again. He very much wanted a power position for some reason you could feel it radiate off of him. At that point that's when i told him and the other man that I always found it strange that there was two people typically in groups that were above everyone else. It created an internal problem of sorts to me, but that I believed there should be one high person and one low person.. and those two together raise the group. To be low/bottom was something of an honor of sorts as you're pressing from the bottom to raise everyone and the top is pulling it towards them, causing the two to work together.

That was it, i woke up because my sister was talking about the mail to my mom

The most recent dream I had was two nights ago.
In the dream I had a premonision that there was a bomb on a train that was green with white. I had tried to notify the authorities but they wouldn't believe me. It was a passanger train and i was absolutely sure that there was something wrong about it.
I went to the train station to find the train (it was a passanger train I do know that much) and I was trying to search the train for where the bomb was located so I could phone again and tell them that I'm staring at the damn thing and that they need to get someone to disengage it. Well one of the employee's saw me and they had me removed. I ended up waiting and watching the train go off with the people on it with the bomb still there. Though it didn't explode right infront of me I knew as soon as I got home I would see a breaking news story about a train that exploded with dead and injured passangers.
At that point I woke up.

Now this dream isn't an actual premonision or I wouldn't say it is. It was a dream where I had one inside of it. Though if something like that were to happen I'd be pretty freaked out.

I've been haivng dreams but I haven't been writing them down like I should be. Most of them have been dealing with a specific person and they are more or less dreams of what our future could be like.
The latest one was he was at work in the office finishing off some paper work. Ian asked me to come see him for one reason or another. I don't remember the reason. I didn't remember after the dream either. So I got in the car and drove over. I parked and walked inside. Saw that there were a couple of others staying late and I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The other people that were there soon after left.
Then Ian's family showed up for some reason and his parents were nice to me. They asked me how I was, what was new. It was friendly conversation but I left him to be with his family for a few minutes because I was feeling off. His sister started following me around. It was rather aggrivating, and when she wasn't following me around her kids were, and they were asking me a bunch of questions, and at times misbehaving and me trying to get them to behave. It was a little odd.
I went out to the car because I needed space. I was trying to figure out why his sister was so paranoid about me being invovled with Ian and why she wouldn't let it go. She seemed oddly protective of him even though she isn't the nicest person to him. After a few minutes outside, I went back inside and saw Ian in the hallway and I just huged him nice and tight and rested my head on his chest and felt him squeeze me back before drawing away and asking if I was alright. I told him I was fine, that I just needed some space from his sister and kids who were bothering me but everything was fine. I was just glad I was back and close to him. I was given another hug and we walked back into the main part of the office and his family had left and I woke up.

I think what was great about the dream was how clear everything was but recently I got to see Ian on cam and I hadn't seen him in ages, probably in over a year and i was nearly forgetting what he looked like, but in the dream he looked exactly the way he does now in it. It was what was so intriguing about it and all the other dreams I've had about him because It's not like I'm dreaming of someone and saying it's Ian because it feels like him and would have the manorisms that I would associate with him. It just simply is him.
There are many dreams I have where people are in it... but the people in it don't exactly look like their true physical self. They look similar/related, kinda like a brother/sister like resembalance, or sometimes they dont' look the same at all and it's just there overwelming presense of energy that makes me say "okay, that's ____" I'm rather happy that I'm having dreams of him and that at least my mind is being true to how he actually looks.

i was with a bunch of cat people.. they had fur, ears, tails, manorisms like cats would purr or meow but could also talk. didn't wear typical clothing though... there was general dislike for the cat people but i was well liked by them and the cat-people were being attacked but average humans.. at one point i had 3 cat-people with me when i ran into a sorcerer type friend who gave me an elixir that was to help strengthen me and create an awakening to something anyway the cat-people i was with weren't very happy that we ran into him or the band of people since they didn't trust them but we ended up going on our way.. eventually more cat-people joined us and it was odd in the sense that i seemed to have been the alpha in the group... i wanted to protect them all and they looked to me for protection but at the same time they'd all sacrifice themselves before letting me get involved...there was a high level of respect... all of us were close... there were different cat types too.. types you wouldn't image seeing working with one another but were because of the times being faced by them. Along with that there were different bands of cat groups. Groups interested on leading attacks on humans others trying to ignore what was going on and trying to lead normal lives, then groups such as the one i was in that was traveling wanting a peaceful coexistence between human and cat-people just wanting to create that safe haven. Only thing though was that although I was the alpha I have no idea if I was one of the cat people myself or if i was a regular human that gained the trust of the cat-people that where with me. Either way it was an incredible dream even if it sounds a little strange... I just like the uniqueness of it and I'm considering using the cat-people i saw in the dream and creating a story from what i've seen.

The last two nights have been filled with some violent dreams. Nothing that I can really detail about, although I did manage to have one dream last night that I can write about.
My parents sent me and my sister (but my sister wasn't my sister, she rarely is my biological sister in my dreams... go figure) away to these two people that were going to board us. I wasn't entirely happy about it, and was a bit nervous. My sister wasn't saying much of anything about it, like it didn't bother her.
So we walk into this store and the store beside theres was also owned by this couple. They had us sit down and we were to have a talk. Then I find myself outside walking by an ATM machine and I see someone with a Canadian Western Bank card, using the ATM (my grandfather use to work at that bank) and it shocked me. I had the desire to talk to them but I didn't. Instead I kept walking and ran into both of my dead grandparents. They had a bucket of KFC chicken (my grandmother at one point when my mom was a teenager worked at KFC) and we went and sat at a picnic table. Things were fine, but I wanted to go into the grocery store we were near, so I told them that I'd be back in a minute. I walk into the store and I get such a warm welcome from the employee's. I grab what I needed to buy (which I actually bought today) and when I was at the cash registar they asked me if I would be interested in applying to work there. I said sure since one of the boarding rules was I needed to get a Job and I had to pay rent, and buy my own food and such. So i'm working to fill out the application when one of the supervisors comes up to me and asks me to write down my phone numbers.
I had the hardest time remembering what they were. I kept scratching numbers off, and I was becoming more and more anxious about it, feeling defeated and stupid that I couldn't remember two of my own phone numbers. At one point I pulled out my cellphone to reference the numbers, but even my cell phone had the wrong phone numbers. I told the supervisor that normally I don't have problems remember numbers, that i'm fairly good with it and typically have a good memory but lately there's been a lot going on. I then remember that i need my phone number to sign into my Fido account so I got the right phone number for the cell but in the dream i put the wrong home number 631 ----, rather then 637 ---- (leaving the last part of the numbers blank for my own piece of mind, you never know who may end up with your number)
I then left the store, feeling slightly defeated but tried to appear perky and optimistic and apologized for the trouble, and I sat back down with my grandparents and my "sister" was with them now. When I sat down with them my "sister" excused herself and i was watching people walk across the parking lot, and it was govered in ice, and people were slipping and cars were having a hard time being controlled but where I was sitting the grass was green it was dry there wasn't any real problem, but after seeing someone almost get hit by a car in the parking lot I woke up.

This is the first dream I've had with my grandparents in them since they've passed away. My grandmother passed away late May of '04, and my grandfather passed away mid August of this year. There was a small detail about each grandparent (grandfather and the bank card, and my grandmother and the KFC chicken). It just seems a little strange.
I guess I see the dream as them telling me it's time to get back to work again, that I need to get something going for me again, so I can be in the green pasture area, rather then being in the slippery parking lot like everyone else.
That's the only thing I can really think of.. the phone number thing bothers the hell out of me though because this is the second dream in the last week where i've had a dream with numbers in them and having the wrong numbers but it not really mattering too much in the end, where things work out. the numbers aspect is what I'm not understanding at this point... it's something to think about.

I was at a former friends house and I was in her bedroom and working to perform a love spell for her. I was using my laptop and although my laptop was turned off I was constantly opening and closing it while mumbling words. I can only assume i figured by opening and closing my laptop it was a way to show bringing two people but that's an assumption. IRL I don't do love spells. I rarely do any spells of any kind. So rarely do I do them that I haven't done one in 2.5 years. But back on topic...
After I was done she told me that for my help she wanted to help me study for my SAT's. She was asking if I had any prep books, and I said no. She asked if I had registered for practice SAT's and I said no. So she said I'd have to buy my own material but for now we could use what she had. I told her I had to phone home. The number I dialed wasn't my actually home number, but in the dream i believed it was. And she mentioned that it looked like a Palm springs area code number, which surprised me a little. I told her at that point that I was wanting to take the SAT's because there was a college in the Palm springs area that I was interested in going to. She said that was fine, as I closed my cell and that she'd try the best she could to help me get a good start on my study but ultimately everything was left to me.

I'm at first shopping in a mall with someone that's familiar to me (although i have no idea who this person is in my dream just someone that shows up often in them, maybe a guide of some kind. I really don't know). Anyway we are in a store and all the employee's are gathered together talking about how they'll tell customers things fit them well to get them to buy it, or how they'll verbally destroy someone for i'll fitting clothing depending on who the person is, or what they are buying. It was a case by case situation and they were sharing the stories, ignoring me and my friend were there. I noticed this one coat that was blue, that looked exceptionally warm but I left it on the rack and we left the store and walked around.
Then we were at a pool with a few other people I didn't know. I put a bag I had (it was black) in a cubby hole and was already in a swimsuit and we were standing in line waiting for them to open the pool. Everyone decided that we would do this ride, to water slide thing where you're sitting on a rope swing that is much like a roller coaster that moves very quickly and eventually you are launched on to a water slide. I wasn't too uncomfortable with it when I agreed to it.
It was while I was on the ride and I could feel my hands slipping and felt like I was going to fall off that I started to get scared. My arms were sore but I didn't want to let go because I was terrified of hurting myself. Eventually someone in front of me fell off and I watch them tumble and the swing break off, which caused me to panic. That's when the person ahead of me that was beside the person who fell off grabbed my swing and pulled me past them so I was directly in front of everyone. My grip was even worse. Especially with my right hand that kept slipping off and through all the anxiety in the dream I woke up.

Note: I've had this dream before a few months back but when I woke up I couldn't remember it, I just had a frozen frame where i was on the swing and every time I thought about it I'd panic.

I had a list of classes I was taking, but the only one I remember is the Nature class and the affects nature has on us, and that we have on nature. I was having a hard time finding the class and eventually with some assistance from someone I did.
I sat in class and opened my book and thats when the class began.
Then out of no where I'm near a water fall and I can hear and see it.. and I can see the ripples being made in the pool of water, but off to the side where there's a bit of a clearing there is a tall thin pedestal with a crystal on it. And coming from the forest are different people trying to steal the crystal to access it's power, and I'm alone and defending it, trying to keep it out of these peoples hands who i know aren't suppose to have it.