Okay this one I really only remember bits and pieces, I'm thinking they were actually from seperate dreams that just ran together.
In one section, I was going camping with my husband Mike and his best friend Chris. We were in a clearing between a ring of trees, and I'm fairly certain we were on our property. We had a tent set up and something... I can only describe it as "evil"... came near us, and there was an overbearing sense of urgency and danger. The guys grabbed aerosol cans and began spraying them on the ground in a large square shape, and somehow I knew it would protect us. Chris even sprayed some on my legs, though it didnt make me feel any better and now that I look back I'm not even sure if that did any good at all. I actually recall feeling somewhat disappointed after he sprayed me down.
That section fades out, and I come into another section. This time, I'm lying in bed propped up with quite a few pillows and covered with at least 3 huge blankets, and my sweet hubby is sitting by my side, holding my hand. I was very sick, and he was telling me that I'll get better soon. His friend Chris walks into the room with a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and a cold Coca Cola, and sits down on the other side of me and asks if I need anything else. My hubby smiles at me, and I ask them to put on a movie. Next thing I know, I'm watching something on my computer screen, though I'm not sure what it was they put in. My hubby lays down next to me and Chris leans back in a chair, and we all relax to our movie.
Yeah, that's about all I remember. Weird.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
All Over the Place
Okay this one was all over the place, so don't worry if you get lost; I felt as if I was lost the entire time I was dreaming it.
When it first began, I was playing a small handheld video game while at what seemed to be a family reunion for someone else's family. It had something to do with raising up a small raptor, and a volcano that was about to explode. You had to gather materials to get you and your raptor to safety, all the while protecting the small villages on each island you ran to during your escape. I began to notice the people around me at the reunion were reacting similarly to the ones in the game, but I was too interested in the game to pay much attention to the real world. There was an asian boy, I don't want to guess his exact country of origin because I don't want to be wrong, but he looked to be about 17 to 19 years old, and he wanted very much to play the game. I was having trouble on a level anyways, and handed it over to him.
It was right then that I officially noticed how everyone around me was acting; there really was something coming, and we had to escape as fast as we could. I knew how to beat this in the game, so I applied my gamer knowledge to the real world and managed to get everyone onto a plane and we took off into the sunset, saving countless lives. Textbook happy ending. Except for the fact that the asian boy still had my video game.
When the plane landed, I was in an airport wandering around for a while, although I don't recall having any destination or even whether or not I was supposed to be going anywhere, I just knew I was at the airport. I needed to take an elevator to a different floor, and rode up with two other girls, one of which was a very pretty asian woman with long black hair that looked like silk, casually pinned up at the top of her head and flowing down her neck. She was very recognizeable, someone you have a hard time forgetting.
A lot of memories that actually took place within the airport are broken and missing from my mind; I actually have no idea what else took place there. All I know for sure is that I saw that pretty asian woman.
The next thing I remember, I was getting into some vehicles with the family that was at the reunion earlier. The same asian boy that was playing my video game came running up with a cookie for everyone, and just before I went to eat mine, I looked at it and saw that it was in the exact shape as the head of the asian woman from earlier! every curve of the cookie, and every line that had baked into it, sketched her perfectly; i could see her face, and the way her hair fell down behind her. I started exclaiming that it was fate, that this cookie could only mean that her and I were somehow tied by destiny, and that I had to go back and find her! Not that I actually did though, because one of the mothers from the reunion clapped her hands, and instantly every stopped what they were doing, got quiet, and quickly boarded the vehicles and sat with their heads down, hands in their laps. So I went ahead and did the same.
I'm not sure where we drove to, how long we drove for, or who I was actually with, but I remember walking into an old bookstore. My friend Dustin was there, and apparently he went there a lot because his picture was on the wall multiple times on a bulletin board they had for the people who donated the most time and money to help keep the store well stocked and running. But for some reason, he kept denying that it was his picture. Even though it was clearly him, cuddling his puppy in his arms. I just shook my head and wandered around the store, with no real sense of direction.
Anyways, that was really the end of the dream. I just sort of "woke up" after that. It didnt make much sense to me, either. Like bits and pieces of a bunch of different stories or something.
When it first began, I was playing a small handheld video game while at what seemed to be a family reunion for someone else's family. It had something to do with raising up a small raptor, and a volcano that was about to explode. You had to gather materials to get you and your raptor to safety, all the while protecting the small villages on each island you ran to during your escape. I began to notice the people around me at the reunion were reacting similarly to the ones in the game, but I was too interested in the game to pay much attention to the real world. There was an asian boy, I don't want to guess his exact country of origin because I don't want to be wrong, but he looked to be about 17 to 19 years old, and he wanted very much to play the game. I was having trouble on a level anyways, and handed it over to him.
It was right then that I officially noticed how everyone around me was acting; there really was something coming, and we had to escape as fast as we could. I knew how to beat this in the game, so I applied my gamer knowledge to the real world and managed to get everyone onto a plane and we took off into the sunset, saving countless lives. Textbook happy ending. Except for the fact that the asian boy still had my video game.
When the plane landed, I was in an airport wandering around for a while, although I don't recall having any destination or even whether or not I was supposed to be going anywhere, I just knew I was at the airport. I needed to take an elevator to a different floor, and rode up with two other girls, one of which was a very pretty asian woman with long black hair that looked like silk, casually pinned up at the top of her head and flowing down her neck. She was very recognizeable, someone you have a hard time forgetting.
A lot of memories that actually took place within the airport are broken and missing from my mind; I actually have no idea what else took place there. All I know for sure is that I saw that pretty asian woman.
The next thing I remember, I was getting into some vehicles with the family that was at the reunion earlier. The same asian boy that was playing my video game came running up with a cookie for everyone, and just before I went to eat mine, I looked at it and saw that it was in the exact shape as the head of the asian woman from earlier! every curve of the cookie, and every line that had baked into it, sketched her perfectly; i could see her face, and the way her hair fell down behind her. I started exclaiming that it was fate, that this cookie could only mean that her and I were somehow tied by destiny, and that I had to go back and find her! Not that I actually did though, because one of the mothers from the reunion clapped her hands, and instantly every stopped what they were doing, got quiet, and quickly boarded the vehicles and sat with their heads down, hands in their laps. So I went ahead and did the same.
I'm not sure where we drove to, how long we drove for, or who I was actually with, but I remember walking into an old bookstore. My friend Dustin was there, and apparently he went there a lot because his picture was on the wall multiple times on a bulletin board they had for the people who donated the most time and money to help keep the store well stocked and running. But for some reason, he kept denying that it was his picture. Even though it was clearly him, cuddling his puppy in his arms. I just shook my head and wandered around the store, with no real sense of direction.
Anyways, that was really the end of the dream. I just sort of "woke up" after that. It didnt make much sense to me, either. Like bits and pieces of a bunch of different stories or something.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Sadness and Loss
I actually had this dream the other night, but I couldn't bring myself to type it up at the time. I didn't want to dwell on it for too long, it just scared me. Because of that, sadly, I can't remember many details on what happened in the dream, but a few major points stuck in my mind.
In the dream, both my second-born sister and my eldest cousin were dead. It was extremely frightening, because I don't remember how they supposedly died. I know I wasn't angry at anyone, so it couldn't have been a car wreck or shooting or anything, it must have been natural causes. I can still feel the pain of knowing I would never see them again, and the enduring sadness that felt like it went on for months. Years, even.
I remember being in the dream, not even sure where I was, standing around in someone's living room with my cousin's little baby playing carefree and happy on the floor, not knowing that his mother was gone, and crying because now, what would happen to this child? I asked, out loud, who would take care of him now, would his father be able to care for him? My cousin's mother was now in the room and through her silent stream of tears managed to whisper that she would be taking him home with her.
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Why would I dream something like this?! I know I live so far away, and I know I already feel as if I'm missing out on the lives of my family members, but does my mind have to remind me of it so often? And so painfully?
In the dream, both my second-born sister and my eldest cousin were dead. It was extremely frightening, because I don't remember how they supposedly died. I know I wasn't angry at anyone, so it couldn't have been a car wreck or shooting or anything, it must have been natural causes. I can still feel the pain of knowing I would never see them again, and the enduring sadness that felt like it went on for months. Years, even.
I remember being in the dream, not even sure where I was, standing around in someone's living room with my cousin's little baby playing carefree and happy on the floor, not knowing that his mother was gone, and crying because now, what would happen to this child? I asked, out loud, who would take care of him now, would his father be able to care for him? My cousin's mother was now in the room and through her silent stream of tears managed to whisper that she would be taking him home with her.
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Why would I dream something like this?! I know I live so far away, and I know I already feel as if I'm missing out on the lives of my family members, but does my mind have to remind me of it so often? And so painfully?
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