Drunk

Last night I dreamt about going out and getting drunk! I mean I didn't go out to specifically get drunk. I was out around town and was in a bar. It wasn't even a celebration, but someone offered me a drink and I took it. more than one.

Then the next day I went to a meeting and confessed. I have to say that my share was pretty epic. i had to close my eyes to do it, at the end of this share, I opened them and there was no one in the room. I felt very angry that no one wanted to sit and hear my story.

I opened the door to go outside and it seems the power had gone off, then come back on but they didn't know this. I ended up thinking I really need to get home because my son was there alone.

Many MANY other things happened in this dream. These are the things I remember. I woke up and ate a handful of candy... I am on a STRICT diet and did that. Its the equivalent of getting drunk for me right now. NOT good.

I am so grateful to be having this experience of re-learning my body and my life. I send my request to the universe to remain involved in my life and not apathetic and isolated.

Amazing

I have had the most amazing dreams this week! The orca dream you can find on my blog, not just nouns and verbs.

Last nights dream i will only relay one part... i was a part of an indian tribe, but was outcast because of something i had done. I went into the river to hide from the persecutors, and held my breath. It was dusk and turning into night, so it was easier to remain hidden in the shadows. How amazing to feel things while you are sleeping and dreaming! I was underwater and could breath, so unreal. As i hid behind a submerged tree, i saw the others wandering around in the water looking for me, shooting into the water hoping to hit something. I turned around to see a dead bear laying on the bottom of this creek. I moved behind it to hide and rise for a breath so they wouldn't see me.

At some point i had held my breath so long that I had passed out. When i woke i was in a tank in some kind of water recycling facility! (dreams are so unreal) and the room i was in was filling to the top with this water. I had to swim over to the window to let the men know i was in this tank! They drained the room immediately and then came to the door. Thats when I woke up. It was the oddest feeling being in that room though, it was like I was "out of time" or had traveled to a different dimension than where i was as the "indian woman".

I don't have any clues to what dreams mean. Its fun just to watch them like a movie every night! Thankfully i feel rested when i wake up instead of worn out. What are your dreams?

The Boat

This morning in part of my dream, I was in a boat with 4 or 5 other people most of them women. I was the one working. Somehow I got off the boat, but the guy pulled up beside me saying, ok i am going to drop a kayak and you can start climbing up. I will help you.

I climbed into this boat thinking he was going to pull me up. insteand it was a succession of kayaks tied together with canvas straps,  I ended up having to climb each one of these and he would pull me up to the next one slowly.

By the time I got to the top boat, i was basically climbing into this yacht on my own. There were other women there saying YEA you made it! As i looked around the room everyone was packing up, and things were a mess. It was like i had missed somekind of big party, and was only there forthe clean up.

There was another man there sitting by the computer. He had a candle that i had made him burning. I looked down and saw it, saying to him, this looks familiar. He said, yes. you made that for me. I have been keeping it going ever since. He wasn't overly affectionate or even too excited to see me, but I knew he had some kind of sentimental attachment to me, friendship? Couldn't get a proper feel about it.

The end of the dream is blurry at this point. i didn't feel too much welcoming energy from the males of this dream and the females were all my good friends we were working together. i am tired just thinking about it. Wasn't too restful. 

Vivid

My dreams have a clarity that astounds me when i wake from them.

New ritual is to make sure to record them each day. coffee and dream log/writing.

time for a ressurection

I am seeing a therapist that is going to be doing dream work with me. I will be posting my dreams here as my "dream journal" and that way I can get them down faster than I can write them out by hand.

looking forward to your interpretations and hers.

on to dreamland!

Hosptial

getting worked on.... eaqting

the man pumping air in my veins a doc from the war.. sued tubing and blew air in my viens

babys walking around on broken glass

mom taking pictures

austin asking me about the blood under my skin

Brandon & Claudia

Last night I dreamt I was on a date with Brandon Fraiser. I know I know... It was really interesting. My friend Claudia and I were living in a house together. I had been at a function with some celebrities earlier, and was driving a convertible. I was in the kitchen doing the dishes. Someone knocked on the door, It was Brandon. He said he was meeting Claudia or an art opening at a bar... Smiled... asked me if I was coming along? WEll DUH!

I got dressed we went to the show. We were walking through a downtown setting with old red brick buildings fire escapses. I remember looking up and feeling Brandons eyes on me. I said, see how lovely it looks as you look up to the sky? He looked at me and smiled a "knowing" smile and looked up. Then Claudia said, Keep up!

We arrive at the bar, I notice the artwork is really bad. I start thinking about what I could do, what could i paint, what could i create. Ordering a drink, talking to the bartendress. I feel someones hand slip around mine, i look up and B is looking at me. Peaceful. It was a gentle feeling. He was intrigued with me but not overly aggressive. I felt at home finally. He told me with his eyes you are fascinating to me. I pick you.

I remember we were just passing exchanged looks and conversations about the art. He said, you are a much better artist. You should do more work.

It was an affirmation I was looking for manifested in my brain with familiar faces.