3-12-09

One part of the dream I remember is I'm in a crowded shed. There's benches covered in tools. They appear old, rusty, mostly metal, but I didn't get a good look at them. A group of people come in and somehow I know that I'm part of this group and we are all going to sit down for dinner together. But first, a woman needs to "prepare" the chicken. It's a red and brown rooster and she takes a small axe and goes over the rooster's neck and I run around a bench and duck because I dont' want to get any of the blood on me. Too late, I feel large drops of the rooster's blood splash upon the top of my head.

The next thing I know the bird is being grilled and the slices are breaded a golden brown and it looks delicious. I look forward to eating when another group of people, similar to the one I'm with, shows up and is about to dine with us. I don't like this idea. I wake up before I can voice a complaint or do anything else about it.

2-27-09

I'm back at my old job at the wood mill (again). In one scene, a former co-worker from another job shows up. He seems angry about something, like he has a chip on his shoulder. In reality, he was a pretty even-keel guy. His hair is much longer, shoulder length. I find this very attractive. He also (in reality as well) resembles Patrick Swayze.

In another scene, we are all on break and blowing up balloons. We blow and blow and when the balloon is just about full, it forms a pouch on the end and a long tube where we tie them up. They float like they are full of helium and we put all our balloons together and they form like a rainbow cloud on the ceiling.

Then me and my co-worker get naked and have sex in a storage area. I'm on the verge of fully awaking but I stay in the dream to savor the moment.

2-23-09

Like so many other dreams, I'm back at my old job at the wood mill. For some reason, I'm in the parking lot and realize I'm naked and locked my clothes and keys in the car. I hide myself the best I can and head to the building next door. In reality, it's a church, but here it's some kind of help center like a clinic.

Once there, a woman meets me at the door and figures out what happened and offers me a towel to wrap around myself. I'm still standing outside for the longest time when someone gives me a set of keys to unlock my car. I ask "Will these keys open my car?" The man replies, "Those keys are universal, they'll open everything."

So then I unlock my car and put my clothes on outside. By the time I get to work, the day's half over and the job I did previously is no longer there. (In reality, it went to China) I hang out with another woman co-worker.

I go into the bathroom and notice very red blotches on my lower face around the jawline and on my neck. I think I may have been exposed to a chemical and it interacted with the sun. I wake up sweaty around my neck and remove my heavier night shirt.

2-13-09

I remember something about a low flying craft and crashing into a field. I forget the rest. Then I'm in a class where the instructor says for us to name the ingredients in a soup that where not in the soup the day before. I see mushrooms and slices of bread and grated cheese in it. Since I don't recall what was in the soup the day before, I write down grated and get to the ch in cheese when the instructor picks up the paper I wrote and says "thank you" and I start to tell him that I was also going to write mushrooms but he's says that's fine. He was a jerk and I didn't like him.

Then I'm at a wedding of two widows. Their spouses had died and they are marrying each other. Some poetry was read and written on a poster and engraved in the rings. The minister asks "Who here would like to be a witness?" A man in the back raises his hand but I do to and I'm chosen to be the witness. I'm asked to choose a word for them to be used
as the theme of the wedding. There were words like joy, love, etc. I say "Hope."
The bride smiles. She has blond whitish hair. I walk away. I think choosing "hope" was a stupid choice.

end

2-11-09

Had an unusually violent dream. I see a man dressed up in motorcycle attire attacking my cat. He's punching it and I'm upset.

The next scene I see him up against a wall and some guy's cutting his throat. There's blood everywhere. For some reason I get into bed and there's blood all over the bed and I ask "who put him in my bed?"

I get out and my mother had just cleaned down the walls to the point of having stripped them bare. There's a dirty white and everything's been taken off. She tells me to get dirty, probably because I have blood on myself from the guy they killed and put in my bed.

end

2-10-09

This scene was part of a larger dream, but this is what I remember. The student I work with was with me at some place (can't remember what it was exactly) but it resembled a gallery of some sort. Anyway, he follows me into an area that's glassed in and there's a young boy sitting in a chair and my student goes up to him and sits right across from him and proceeds to whisper in his ear and get really close. Then he motions for the boy to get close to him and I watch uncomfortably as my student then practically sits in the boys lap. It resembles a sexual position, at least it would to the casual observer. At this point I go over to him and pick him up by the shirt collar and set him down in another chair and begin to remind him about boundaries (he has an issue with this in reality). Then out of the clear blue, a man, probably a relative of the boy, grabs my student by the face and waves his fingers in front of his eyes and nose and says, "There, how do you like it when people get in your face?" My student starts to cry.

end

2-9-09

For some reason, family members needed to borrow my bed. It's nighttime now and I wonder where I'm going to sleep and see a couple of beds in the next room and a couch. I'm in a strange house and it's like I live here but it's also like I'm a guest because I need a bed for the night. I get a blanket to lay on and head for the couch when the floor begins to wobble back and forth. Then the house turns on its foundation and my mother is here and we cling to each other as this happens. It's an earthquake! When everything stops shaking, I see well defined cracks in the ceiling.

end

2-6-09

I'm in a room with several other people and we are in a house with many stories. It's nightime and in the sky are what looks like fireworks at first, but then we realize it's something else. The sparks form star shapes as they descend and then they spread out and many of the embers hit the window as I look out. They are rainbow colored by can cause serious injury or death.

I'm not sure how it happened, but a many at this gathering is laying on the floor and he's rolled up in pain. I ask a young women here to call for help. She gets on the phone and carries on a casual conversation. I get really pissed and yell "There's a man laying here dying for Christ sakes! Get him some help!" She gets annoyed and finally says we need help here, and her attitude is like "whatever."

The man stands up and he looks severely burned. He manages to slowly put on a shirt as if getting dressed. His left arm looks small in comparison to the other.

I wake up there and go back to sleep and have another dream. This was part of a larger dream, but this part I remember. My friend Lucy is getting married (even though she's married now) and the female minister asks her to give a prayer as part of her vows. My friend begins "I hope that me and..."

The minister interrupts and says "Nothing can be gained by hoping." She says it in a rather condescending way. My friend begins again by saying "Me and Mike will..."

I wake up feeling annoyed with that minister.

2-3-09

This was part of a larger dream, but one part I remember was my cat Mittens (who died over 20 years ago) escaped from the truck my sister and father were driving across country.

What's weird is I'm standing on the sidelines while she disappears and my dad and sister go looking for her. Mittens finally comes back but her but is all infected. My sister shaves her fur and---this is even weirder---she has a penis and my sister puts lotion on it because of the infection. The penis is the size of a Kielbasa and sticks out several inches.

bizarre!

1-30-09

I'm in a room with my student who, in the dream, is a toddler. He's whining and holding onto a chair leg and wearing a diaper. In comes the Headmaster and he looks unusual but I know it's him. He's grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. He puts his arm around my shoulders. I say to him, "You're grinning like that either because you've got a secret or you know something bad about me." He says, while still grinning, "I know something bad. You're job is terminated here because you lack nurturence. You ignore him and don't interact." He walks away and I look out the window as co-workers go about their business.

end

In reality, I work with a high-schooler and my contract may be running out in June, so my job is on the line, but not because of my job performance.

1-12-09

I'm back at the wood mill and I'm climbing narrow stairs. Someone is sweeping up ahead and a cloud of dust comes raining down on my head and I'm upset because I had just washed my hair.

I don't remember much else except climbing stairs and going up and down on cargo lift. Putting powder on this morning triggered the memory of the dream.

1-03-09

I'm in a place that's in a wooded area and there's a couple of buildings. One of them you have to climb a latter to get to, sort of like a tree house. The other building is a big wooden shed that also acts like an outhouse. The thing is, I go to use the bathroom and the toilet is gone.

Anyway, I'm to take a test at a bench and desk outside. In what exactly, I'm not sure. I tell a girl, who is in her teens, that I need to take the test that's for (and here I'm trying to explain my fourth year of study) but instead I keep goofing and saying "4th grade," and "number 4." She grins and paws through a stack of small yellow papers looking for "number 4." I finally say it correctly. It's at this moment I excuse myself to use the bathroom and cant' find the toilet.

end

12-29-08

In one part of the dream, I'm with a small group of people and a young woman is sitting at the dinning table and this big blue and white worm thing starts crawling toward me. I'm freaked out and begin walking away fast and the thing almost catches up with me. Now I'm running down stairs and the stair case reminds me of one similar at the town hospital. My late cat Muffin is at the bottom and I grab her and we run outside. I'm out on the lawn still holding Muffin and the worm thing turns into a skunk and is still coming toward me. I run back toward the house and step over the skunk but me and Muffin make it in alright.

The rest of the dream was rather confusing. I'm walking home from school without shoes on. I remember I need to go back and get them. I end up roaming the halls looking for my math book. I've also neglected to even go to my math class and realize I have to make up for lost time. I find my class and my former supervisor Jeannie is my teacher and I explain to her that I havent' been to class because I couldn't find my locker to get my book.

Then I'm entering a science class and go in during a lecture with a presentation on screen. All I remember about the screen is it's white with a blue snowflake on it. Then I'm walking home in my bare feet again and remember I have to go back for my shoes when I wake up.

12-22-08

This was part of a larger dream that I don't recall now.

I'm in an area that resembles my last home. I actually drove by there last weekend. I'm outdoors and it's nighttime. The scenery looks eerie. The trees all have bare branches. I'm standing with a man who reminds me of the character of Ennis Del Mar in "Brokeback Mountain." A huge flying bird like an owl flies low and overhead and lands on a branch nearby.

I tell the man, "look at that..." but the thing changes shape and becomes a leopard. It has a strange glow about it like luminescent white. It leaps near us and seems to hover in the air and I think that if I remember it's just a dream, it can't hurt me. I watch as the leopard fades and disappears at the moment of waking.

12-19-08

I'm part of a jury in which Robert Kennedy Jr. is questioning a witness about how many people can identify a list of people. I'm handed a long list of names with parts of the names torn off or missing. Some of the letters look to be written in colored pencil. I complain and ask for a full list. I'm escorted over to a machine that's like the ones used in ophthalmologists offices to test your vision. I look into it and see the list of names and one that's large and on the screen when I look in is of a young woman with the name "LAKTVA." I state that I don't know this person.

Kennedy proves his point, although I'm not sure what the original point was except Kennedy himself trying to prove that someone didn't know who he was.

end