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Trapped!

Posted on May 8, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Last night in my dream I was in my old neighborhood in Victoria at a big scary house. I was trapped there, like a slave or something. There were all these people there who were under evil mind control or something. It was nightime and I was going to escape. I climbed up this tall shelving unit to reach the window. I pushed the window open and was about to slide out, when someone grabbed my feet. It was a friend of mine who was EVIL and he had hold of my legs. I started punching him in the head as hard as I could, and i remember the feeling of my knuckles breaking as I punched him and the sound it made. Ewwww! It was so gross and I woke up feeling shaken, and very very very guilty for dreaming of punching a friend of mine in the face! Sorry!

What the @#*%?

~L

Im a superstar…

Posted on April 11, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Sunday night I had the best dream ever. Well, one of the best.

Act one: I was participating in a huge race with a teammate, and the first event was a run. I ran so fast and was a super athlete. We reached the end of the run and then our coach told us to go over to this thing that looked like a rollercoaster track. It was a strange mixture of rollercoaster, waterslide and luge track. We got into the tube and moved along it and then we came to the downhill part. The tube went pretty much straight down vertically, and I was going along so fast, pretty much free-falling, but somehow still on the track. It was such an amazing feeling, so wild to be falling so fast, but not be scared at all. At the bottom I took a photo of the track to show to people later. Such an exhilarating feeling.
Act two: Next stage of the dream was that I couldnt find our coach anywhere so I went looking for him/her. I ended up at my parents house, where somehow my mother had another child, a young girl who was maybe 3 years old. I was babysitting her while my mom was out and comforting her because she was upset. When my mom arrived home, I was working on their ancient computer on some big project, but in my dream I wasnt exactly sure what it was yet, but I had to leave quickly to get there.
Act three: The feeling that I had in this stage of the dream was that of a complete superhero. The location was a huge building like that of a convention centre/hotel /theatre. The event was like a fashion show/ fundraiser/ concert, it was really busy and there was people all over the place. I walk into this centre as if I own the place and my dreaming brain realizes why. I am the person behind the event, I am the fashion designer, the supermodel in my own show, I am the director of the event, and I am the diva singer in the concert. What a strange feeling. I had so much confidence and I just knew that I had power.

Anyway, so Im back stage at the fashion show, over-seeing everything, and Im trying to find this one guy called Marcel. Marcel was the person who I needed to find to tell him something but he was always three steps ahead and I couldnt find him. So, then Im walking the runway as a model, strutting my stuff and I actually remember the feeling of my legs as I walked (I wonder if i was kicking in my sleep?). Later, with the fashion part over, the concert was beginning. I walk onto stage and realize that someone similar to Stevie Wonder is playing the piano, there is a huge orchestra going and then I start singing. My voice was so powerful and beautiful and it pretty much felt like I was born to do it. Such a feeling of complete confidence. (I actually remember the way my throat felt as I sang, maybe i was making noise as I slept?) It felt so real, the physical feeling of the sound coming out of me.

Afterwards, I go to my home, a hotel-like room in the same building and there was something strange with a safe in the wall and a wooden box. The thing that I was hiding away wasnt money, but some weird kind of currency, like stones/ rocks, or magic powder/ dust. Maybe it was the secret to being a superstar.

~L

Submarine field trip

Posted on March 29, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Im going to try to write about my dream from Monday night. Its been two days and its still mostly clear. I think it was a combination of things going on my head including travel, friends, missing my family a bit lately, and a bunch of other stuff.

So in my dream the main plot line is that me and a bunch of friends (maybe fellow students) are getting ready for a big trip. We are all at my parents house in Victoria. Our house is as it was when we were growing up, with my grandparents still alive and living in their side of the duplex. I was running up and down the hallway in our house, trying to get my stuff together. My old bedroom was the same way it was when i was young. I was in there, trying to finish packing and then all of a sudden I start looking through my cd collection and just sit down and start browsing, organizing them, and then two hours go by and i realize that the flight or ferry or whatever we are getting is leaving in ONE HOUR. So i run outside to the driveway where everyone is and we pile all our bags into some pickup truck. (why wasnt someone bugging me to hurry? I think my room was a weird time bubble and the time went by quickly…)

So we get into the truck and I realize that inside it is completely different from a regular car. In this truck, there was a bench seat in the front with three spots, one side controlled the pedals and the other side steered the wheel and did the gears. The steering wheel wasnt round but was sort of rectangular. For some reason my parents’ neighbors were driving us, I think it was their truck. We are in a huge hurry but for some reason Lynn keeps driving us off the road. I was doing the pedals and she was steering, but kept veering off and we almost crashed. So i push her away and start doing both pedals and steering, meaning I am sorta lying sideways along the front seat. weird.

So we arrive at what I thought was the airport but it was really a boat dock/terminal. This was no usual ferry terminal. The trip we were trying to go on turned into a trip on a submarine. It was like a school field trip. So we file through the terminal up and down stairs, around winding corridors, and i start running through the stairways, because we werent gonna make it! we were so late! ahhhhh.

Then we arrive outside the terminal but we have to go down the dock to the submarine. The dock isnt one big piece, its all in strips of wood. You have to walk on each strip of wood like a teeter-totter to balance and get to the next one. There was animals, or frogs or something similar in the water and on the docks.

My dream then shifted completely and turned into more of an action movie rather than a travel-anxiety dream. The rest is hazy now, but it was one of those dreams where you remember that it was so fun, that you were flying around and saving the world, etc. I wish I could remember more details of the rest of it.

I havent been sleeping all that well lately so ive been having less dreams, or just remembering them less often. Hopefully next one will be more fun than a big travelogue.

Train ride.

Posted on February 18, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Dream last night:

I was with a large group of people: friends from work in Victoria (Karina, Jacqueline etc) and new friends here in Van (Chris, Mel etc) and a few people from high school and a few characters from tv (Faith from Buffy). It was as if these people made up a school class and we were going on a trip on a train. Im sitting in the train, looking out the windows, and I say “Looks theres a turkey!” I saw one sitting on the train tracks that we were passing. Everyone rolls their eyes at me, and then I realized it was just a sign (billboard?) and that there were lots of them all in a row. Then it is as if I am standing still and the train is going through me. (Very strange sensation!) As each cart of the train goes through me, I push down the wall at the end and get to the next room, until I reach the very front (or back?)where the two train drivers were. I ride the rest of the way sitting with them. We reach our destination: a big rocky area at the foot of a mountain. There is no dock or train platform, we have to crawl down the rocks. We reach a dirt trail and we run up it to the top where there is a house that we can safely stay in. For some reason Chris crawls in through the window instead of the door. It is now that we are living in this place at the top, and there is a evil town of dwarfs living at the base of the mountain. We set up camp in this house, Karina and Faith cooking bacon and talking about love. There is a cat there, and I think it was a talking cat…We are preparing for war with the evil dwarves, and eventually there is a big battle, but I wake up during it.

Anaylsis:
Well, Jeremy and I were gonna take the train to San Francisco, but decided against it? Good thing, there might be evil dwarves at the end of the ride.

Wild Dog Ranch

Posted on February 3, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Dream from last night:

I was downtown Victoria in a restaurant or bar that was similar to a library, people ordering food, but sitting at big library tables eating and reading. I was trying to leave, to pay my bill. It was pouring rain outside and I was fumbling with my wallet, bag, umbrella etc. So I got up from my table, dropped my umbrella, picked it up, went to pay, realizing I had left my bag at my table. Went back to get my bag, dropped my umbrella again. On my way back to the bar to pay, I ran into my old friend from elementary school Mary and her mom. (When we were little her mom was a substitute teacher, and sometimes subbed our classes) They both had their arms full of books, cause they were both teachers now. I said “Hi Mary, Hi Joan” (how can i remember her mom’s name after all this time?) and promptly dropped my umbrella again, feeling like a big dork/clutz. They looked at me snottily and then turned around ignoring me. I got all upset at the snub and went to stumble out the door, dropping various things as I went. Made it out into the rain and wind, and made my way up Douglas St (main downtown street in Vic) to my work Chapters (where I used to work a long time ago.).

Dream is shifting gears now, as Chapters morphs into my current job here in Vancouver. So Im at work here with all my real life work people. One woman, lets call her Anne, decided she wants to go home for lunch. We all let her, knowing it will take her HOURS to walk home. Time passes and its somehow the weekend and we are headed to her house for a party (in real life she is actually having a party this weekend). We are driving there in a guy’s big van, and somehow North Vancouver turns into the African savannah, with tall yellow grasslands, and dirt roads. Grassland turns to mountains and we pass Anne halfway up this mountain and dont pick her up…she has been walking since she left work i think. We get up the mountain to her house/ranch and the van disappears. We are hiking up this dirt path looking at all the wild animals around, giraffes and vultures. Grass is tall and we know there are more animals hiding in it. All of a sudden we are surrounded by wild dogs, or maybe hyenas…Anne catches up to us and yells “DONT RUN, the wild dogs will get you”…well yah, we noticed! So we try to scare them away, yelling and kicking at them and somehow we start running away through the ranch to her house, with the hyenas biting our heels.

I woke up when I realized we werent getting away from them and I didnt want to dream about being eaten by wild dogs.

Analysis:

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T-Rex vs. The Octopus

Posted on January 18, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Dream from last night:

I was going to work in a new department of my work and went into the new office, then I realized that i was a frog and i was hopping into a new area of swamp I’d never been to. The ground was all slimy, but I liked it, cause I was a frog! (what a strange feeling) Then I was back to being a human and I had done a good job (all that hard work while being a frog?) and I received a prize. A baby bear. And of course I cant keep a baby bear, I had to find a zoo or park to look after it. So I’m in the passenger seat of a Jeep being driven down this highway, looking for the zoo I guess. The surroundings were like a jungle, lots of mountains. Then we were beside the ocean and it got dark out, lots of stormy clouds. As the road goes closer to the ocean I see creatures in the ocean. A giant T-Rex dinosaur is fighting with/being drowned by a giant octopus-y squid. I think there might have been another creature there too, fighting with them but cant remember. I am pretty sure T-Rex lost and was drowned.

Analysis: Do I feel underappreciated at my job? So much so that I deserve a baby bear?

According to dream dictionary- dinosaur means Im afraid of being useless and octopus means im “entangled” in a problem.

huh.

~Laura.

Halle Berry likes ravioli

Posted on January 2, 2006 | Filed Under Dreams

Dream:

This morning I dreamed that I was at the Oscars, in a catering tent adjacent to the building where they were taking place. I was there to do a favor for Halle Berry. She had convinced me to help her out by doing something, presenting an award or something. To thank me she was serving me dinner. A white table had four huge bowls on it. One bowl had very large ravioli, and she gave me a big scoop onto my plate. Second big bowl had green salad, which had red sauce on exactly half of it. Halle went to pour a different red sauce on the remaining salad and I said “Nooo! I only want ONE sauce!” So she put salad onto my plate too. I cant remember exactly but the other two bowls had things that made no sense in them, definetly not food. She told me that the dessert was somewhere else, but that she had saved some for me for helping her out.

Analysis:

We had ravioli and salad for dinner two nights ago?