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Post by paulette on Jan 25, 2012 21:16:59 GMT -6
So...another dream. I was traveling (back home) in the company of two other women (we seemed to know each other slightly in the dream - not anyone I recognize from my waking life.
The younger woman said - well we are going to Egypt - need to cover up now. [I have no idea if women "cover up" in Egypt. Maybe we were going via a Muslim area. Suddenly she was pulling out head scarves, long tunic dresses. I protested and she said, "It has to be this way or we'll get in trouble." I did not have a burka on but instead layers of clothing from top to ankles. I protested again to someone about it being hot and uncomfortable and they said calmly, " It is for the glory of Allah."
I guess we got the plane or train because I woke up then. (I note that this is another dream in which I am trying to get to the border and freedom.)
Here is an portion of a clothing guide to modern Egypt:
I am an American woman living in Egpyt for 3 years. Some of the answers are correct. Younger women wear jeans (often with a skirt over them) and a tee shirt. It is 90% Muslim here and that means almost everyone wear the hegab, or head scarf. It also depends where in Egypt as it is a big country with small villages as well as a few metropolian cities, such as Cairo, Alexandria and Mansoura.
In the smaller towns the women dress more modest. The married or older women wear a hebeya (long robe over clothes) and the hegab. Many are beginning to also cover more, and only allow their eyes to show. Some even wear a veil over their eyes and gloves.
OK - I now remember - we were putting on gloves and socks as well. I DID NOT KNOW any of this before I just now looked it up.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2012 1:38:14 GMT -6
Another accurate dream about a place you've never been to before...
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Post by paulette on Jan 26, 2012 10:30:08 GMT -6
I just watched the pilot showing of Touch - a show about an autistic boy who understands the number sequences (I think of the golden mean) that connect seemingly unconnected things - whirls of seeds in the sunflower, the spiral in a nautilus shell...and he sees the invisible threads of probibility between people and communicates via cell phones - making them ring, calling up people on deceased people's phone numbers...It is well done and my husband and I (usually indifferent TV watchers) put a note on the refrigerator to remember to see the next one - starting in March. I was crying and tried to explain to my husband that I dimly perceive the world this way - oh I don't know the exact numbers - and I'm precognitive rather than visually clairvoyant. So I manage to "find" people and be certain places - without a clue of why. Sometimes, just sometimes I get enough to see the pattern. I have never seen anything that describes my world view like this show - that certain people are connected and sometimes need help to find each other and get where they need to go to best manifest their destiny. I shiver like I have a fever when this stuff (briefly) becomes manifest. I have gone to a few psychics who got some details right and I can only imagine how it would be to have clearer reception.
I may be receiving bits in my dreams from other parts of the world now. My and Skywalker's dream (he was in a worker camp with guards that wore what might have been SS officer garb), I was a young German girl about to be used to produce offspring for Hitler...might just fit together in time and space. Anyone else here dreaming of Muslim coverups happening? Because they ARE happening all over the world. I Googled Pakistan and a city with a university (I forget which at the moment but its near the Kieber Pass). A friend of mine traveled there in her youth - no Muslim cover-ups then. Now the berka has made its way there and women's clothing advertisements show attractive tents with eye holes. The eyes that used to show above the veil and below the scarf could be alluring. Now woman wear black sunglasses or embroidered screens. They have on gloves. Nothing is to seen of their individual physicality except by their husbands and immediate family members. There must be angst arising from this shadow falling across women.
I think we think that everything is OK here on this planet. Oh I know that some people are worried about the wild animals in Africa and some know that the Euro, dollar, and such are tottering - but we all think that things will level out and we'll be OK - right? Fundamentalism will not plunge us into a Darkest Age. There will somehow be enough fresh water and although not much is happening now, we'll switch over to wind and solar power. Right? It certainly is how I usually feel. But in my dreams I'm trying to get away from disruptions - war, rising waters, travel restrictions...restrictions of dress, thought... I remember other times and places (whether personally or not) when life was not free - Nazi Germany, Egypt, some middle eastern rioting country maybe Syria...The storm is coming. It is already set in motion. Tell people you love them and enjoy these last days of the Roman Empire. The others are coming. The UF0's may be arriving as well. I'd say, "Bring it on" but I am beginning to realize that it won't be comfortable. I have been living like a spoiled college kid on Dad's money. Eat, drink, buy things, do a little work - not WORK work like a Chinese worker or a woman breaking stones to make gravel for the road in India. A little clean work. And I can wear outfits that make me happy - bright colors and adornments. Perhaps I will live to see the unfolding even on these shores...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2012 15:29:05 GMT -6
IMO we don't have any freedom anymore Paulette...
I do... (when my parents aren't here which is almost never) but city dwellers don't. It drove me nuts while I was living in NC because everywhere I would go there would be somebody... at least one person. I never had any real privacy...
I would go insane in a city I think... if I were forced to live there all the time...
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Post by paulette on Jan 30, 2012 11:57:34 GMT -6
Nurther dream: I am younger and seemingly unconnected (marriage wise). There are two men in my life and they both want exclusive attention from me but neither are willing to commit themselves. I am spending time with both of them and laughing at their insistence that I commit. Then I start to "change". I dive into the ocean and find a kelp bed and start growing arms. Like an octopus somewhat. I know that I am not human and boy are they going to be surprised. I still have woman shape so I'm like Shiva but with twining arms. (the better to hold you). My husband's alarm went off and I said, "I'm sorta an octopus."
He's used to these pronouncements from me early in the morning and late at night when the dreams from the night before are accessible (right before I fall asleep again). "Why are you an octopus?" he asked politely.
"Because its my true nature." I said and went back to sleep pondering this. What if, if our spirits are not tied to being human every reincarnation, I have been a sea dwelling multi-armed female who likes to REALLY SURPRISE her lovers??? Maybe drag them under and drown them too. Well, no one can suggest that this dream has confirming reality in it!!! Feeling when awakened? I was glad to get back to who I really was. Breathing air and stumping around on legs is a drag.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2012 15:07:48 GMT -6
lol Paulette. ;D
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Post by paulette on Jan 31, 2012 10:45:53 GMT -6
Ha! I've rethought this dream and decided that it is rather self-explanatory. I am living in the middle of what I'm told is middle class bliss - two cars, a too-big house (full of weird stuff but the neighbors don't know that), a husband who goes off to work every day, eating out a couple times a week and taking rock holidays (OK so the perfectly normal profile would be to go to Vegas and throw money away for 3 days). I am content.
But, I think, my true nature (and maybe lots of people's if they admitted it) is to reach out and touch more than one person every day every day. Remember, I came of age in the 60's. I didn't learn to "date" until I was in my 50's. We found each other back then in interesting ways, but "dating" - I'm thinking a soda and 3 months of negotiations to get physical (if ever) wasn't what was happening. My octopus, many-armed self may well be my true nature. I have allowed myself to become civilized - for good or ill. Or both. This is a good time of life to be monogamous and a stay at home wife (except for working and my mysterious (to my husband) women's events. And of course, being a flaming creature here. Well...maybe not flaming. I keep forgetting how OLD I am. To quote Byron: The sword outwears the sheath and the heart outwears the breast. And love itself must sleep.... (So we'll go no more a roving)
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Post by paulette on Feb 4, 2012 19:40:23 GMT -6
New Dream Feb 4 about 5 -6 am. Dreamed that husband and I needed to leave the island - smoke in the air and maybe a volcano going off nearby. We got on a car ferry in a red crew cab truck. This detail stuck in my mind because we don't have one, I've never been in the red one....Somehow the ferry started to sink. Since I had just seen (the night before) the re-enactment and cobbled together cell phone coverage of the Greek cruise ship that went aground and tipped over very close to the beach - I think that might have colored my dream. While we watched it my husband said, "Would you get me to the beach?" Husband doesn't swim. I assured him that I would.
In the dream the water was rising and he was in the truck and I had to convince him to squeeze out the open window NowNowNow! Eventually we got to the beach where I asked, "Where are we?" A woman looked up and said, "New Zealand." Now that is not a normal conversation. Usually if I'm asked where are we, I would say the name of my town, not the country. It's almost as weird as saying "Earth." But I guess we were in New Zealand (and hopefully escaping the earlier sighted volcano.)
PS. 5.7 earth quake today 10 miles deep and 15 miles off the coast of the west end of this island. Haven't heard when exactly. No Tsunami predicted.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2012 23:47:16 GMT -6
Woah... that's a pretty good sized earthquake Paulette...  I hope that's the only on you'll be getting... and I hope that a large one isn't on the way...  |
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Post by paulette on Feb 17, 2012 23:25:36 GMT -6
Another dream. I used to be a therapist in a group (in the real world). We'd sit in a circle with the group members taking turn talking. A lot of intense emotions as these guys had made some significant life mistakes, had been caught, and were awaiting trial. I stepped back two years ago.
In the dream I needed to fill in. To my surprise, the circle was gone and many of the group were in fully concealing "suits". I asked what was going ON and was told - "Oh, people attend in their avatar now." The "real group" was occuring in another space time continuum.
Of course, we are doing that here. We both know and do not know each other. We know some details that no one else may know and yet we could pass each other on the street and not realize it. What a strange real dream...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2012 14:34:14 GMT -6
~nods~
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Post by paulette on Feb 19, 2012 12:17:51 GMT -6
Nother dream. Obviously I am "processing" the approaching death of a friend. Not a close enough friend that I feel any need to push into the inner circle of wife and kids. But a truely gentle man who I worked with and was taught by merely by observing him.
I was teaching a course at a camp and it wasn't going well. (I often use camp motifs in my dreams. Camp always never went well - I got sick or scared by the other kids, etc). Well... he stepped up and started to speak and had a clear loud voice and quickly had people engaged and IN THE DREAM I thought - but he has barely any voice now (I was aware that he was mortally ill) but then I "got" that he was fine and was communicating clearly to me and everyone one else who was learning from him. Back to the "joyful abandonment" that I commented on one Steve's hypnosis thread - I really got that he was fine. Not because I want him to be but because he is and has communicated that to me.
To my friend - you have earned some ecstacy out there spinning in the stars. Don't be in a hurry to come back and take care of anyone.
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Post by lois on Feb 19, 2012 16:52:34 GMT -6
Paulette..... Rising water???, I been having a dream of a huge area of land beings swallowed up with water. It is off the pacific. I have no idea what area. I just thought it strange when I read your above post. A couple of months ago I had Mexico on my mind with the dream , now I seem to have no idea. Do you have any airports on the coastline? It is the first thing to go in my dream. Each time I have this dream I see more detail. I'm always glad to wake up.. even when in the dream I know I'm dreaming.
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Post by paulette on Feb 19, 2012 18:22:47 GMT -6
The large airport in Vancouver is on VERY low estuary ground. It definitely would be susceptible to a Tsunami. Tofino's airport is on the "high" side of town and is very small. Puerto Vallerta (Mexico)'s airport is virtually on the beach.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 20:46:35 GMT -6
so sorry about your friend, paulette. Is he in much pain? I'm so glad for his example of joy. Even with pain meds, a person cannot hide real "joy". I always say the way to "go" is in my sleep  . If I can possibly stand it, it actually might be better for me to have a long illness. Not so good for the people watching around me maybe,. . . . but to find joy in there somewhere. . . __________________________________________________________________________ I've had (2) dreams lately where it is just me and my mom living together. One dream she is very sick in bed. The other, she gets around ok, but seems to be suffering some dementia. Neither setting is this house. My kids must be grown, and dad passed on. I'm accepting of the situation. With premonitions, does this give me room to change my attitude? Can I start deciding that I'm going to be a cheerful person no matter what? Something about your friends "joy" makes me wish I had known him. That's a great legacy to leave. |
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Post by lois on Feb 20, 2012 0:04:50 GMT -6
The large airport in Vancouver is on VERY low estuary ground. It definitely would be susceptible to a Tsunami. Tofino's airport is on the "high" side of town and is very small. Puerto Vallerta (Mexico)'s airport is virtually on the beach. Thank you. I will have to get a map out. Mexico was my first thought.. |
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Post by paulette on Feb 22, 2012 10:57:14 GMT -6
Re: Paulette's Dreaming
« Reply #194 on Feb 19, 2012, 6:46pm »
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Post by paulette on Mar 11, 2012 9:34:18 GMT -6
I just reread the dream above and have ABSOLUTELY no memory of it. Usually I remember my dreams. Certainly I do if I write them down. A Man in Black (wetsuit)? Donno.
Here is another dream. It is not UFO related but does involve time traveling. A bit of backstory first - I just noticed through a series of seemingly random events that a man that I knew when I was 16 is now on FB. Now, I don't approve or think chasing old flames is reasonable behavior in that our task IMO is to live in the now. Having said that, this man was a teacher to me - he was older and introduced me to things still of great importance in my life such as: listening carefully to music, writing poetry (he encouraged me), the reality behind and beneath and around the little reality that we think is all-there-is. Sexual energy. Edges...
He disappeared rather abruptly out of my life and I missed him for a long time. He went elsewhere and got famous in a 60's band in California. I carried on - living as an intelligent counter-culture young woman and paying dues for that in the DEEP SOUTH. Anyway.
I dreamed that he was in the dream but not paying attention to me particularly. But then....I started to levitate. Now my husband and I had a conversation about levitation - he doesn't have to "work" to stay aloft and can fly as high as he wants to and as far as he wants to. For me, I have to re-learn to do it and my height is often tree top at best (I use trees to "pull myself" up to the top branch. I obviously loved the scenes in Crouching Tiger where they were fighting in the tree tops).
So I jump and "hang" for a moment at the top of the jump and if I can adjust my breathing - to breathe as one does while floating in water - hold breath, quick outbreath, hold breath - then I can stay up. I also pull myself up to high places such as a high ceiling and if I continue to touch it lightly there is no effort to stay up. Anyway, I jumped and hung and jumped again and got it working and now my old companion was VERY interested. I often reveal what I can do to others in dreams.
So in this dream I have a skill that he is interested in - which recreates the condition of our original knowing each other...he was a musician playing at a beach venue and sought after but I was a surfer and (for my age) knew who I was and was not overly impressed by him (I still listen to the drums in a song though - hate canned drums).
It all ended well enough in the dream in that we were talking and connecting again. I always had a curiosity about what happened to him. I feel that about many people I knew in my youth and FB is good for that. Sometimes we just say hello and that's all that can be said. At least I know they are still on the planet.
My belief is that I actually did contact him. I think we retain "the number" or frequency of everyone we ever knew. I also think that that part of me that can do that does not require any particular outcome. I put the call out - someone answers. Or they chose not to. That is our beyond body modus operendi. IMO.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2012 12:24:22 GMT -6
Aww Paulette that's a very interesting story. A famous musician, huh? ~gigglez~ And he plays the drums... ~rubs chin~ Dad always told me stay away from drummers... can you guess why?  I remember once when I was working at a pizza restaurant in the south. This guy came in wearing an almost sleeveless gray T-shirt. He had tatoos all up and down his arms, a bald head and he was banging on the counter rhythmically. "Are you a drummer in a band?" I asked him with a smirk. His face morphed into shock and he said, "Yea! How did YOU know?!" like he was absolutely astonished by my guess... hehehehehe... I can also tell a guitar player by his hands and fingers... guitar fingers are different from piano fingers and both of these are different from violin/viola fingers... But I digress...  I agree with you. We form psychic connections with those with whom we have been close with. I actually got into an in-depth conversation with one of my exes a couple days ago... I was venting about all the stuff that's been going on because nobody else was online... He once again, invited me to come visit him. I said, "I have ten cents in my savings account. Not gonna happen..." Same deal with him. Every couple of months or so we say "Hi" on facebook or on yahoo messenger just to let each other know the other is still alive... discovered he has changed his name as well. But yea... I often dream about past lovers too... usually in a familiar swimming pool setting (not in reality, only in the dream world). It's usually just one man though... but occasionally the others pop into the pool... never more than one at a time though in these dreams... |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2012 13:25:40 GMT -6
I just reread the dream above and have ABSOLUTELY no memory of it. Usually I remember my dreams. Certainly I do if I write them down. A Man in Black (wetsuit)? Donno. Here is another dream. It is not UFO related but does involve time traveling. A bit of backstory first - I just noticed through a series of seemingly random events that a man that I knew when I was 16 is now on FB. Now, I don't approve or think chasing old flames is reasonable behavior in that our task IMO is to live in the now. Having said that, this man was a teacher to me - he was older and introduced me to things still of great importance in my life such as: listening carefully to music, writing poetry (he encouraged me), the reality behind and beneath and around the little reality that we think is all-there-is. Sexual energy. Edges... He disappeared rather abruptly out of my life and I missed him for a long time. He went elsewhere and got famous in a 60's band in California. I carried on - living as an intelligent counter-culture young woman and paying dues for that in the DEEP SOUTH. Anyway. I dreamed that he was in the dream but not paying attention to me particularly. But then....I started to levitate. Now my husband and I had a conversation about levitation - he doesn't have to "work" to stay aloft and can fly as high as he wants to and as far as he wants to. For me, I have to re-learn to do it and my height is often tree top at best (I use trees to "pull myself" up to the top branch. I obviously loved the scenes in Crouching Tiger where they were fighting in the tree tops). So I jump and "hang" for a moment at the top of the jump and if I can adjust my breathing - to breathe as one does while floating in water - hold breath, quick outbreath, hold breath - then I can stay up. I also pull myself up to high places such as a high ceiling and if I continue to touch it lightly there is no effort to stay up. Anyway, I jumped and hung and jumped again and got it working and now my old companion was VERY interested. I often reveal what I can do to others in dreams. So in this dream I have a skill that he is interested in - which recreates the condition of our original knowing each other...he was a musician playing at a beach venue and sought after but I was a surfer and (for my age) knew who I was and was not overly impressed by him (I still listen to the drums in a song though - hate canned drums). It all ended well enough in the dream in that we were talking and connecting again. I always had a curiosity about what happened to him. I feel that about many people I knew in my youth and FB is good for that. Sometimes we just say hello and that's all that can be said. At least I know they are still on the planet. My belief is that I actually did contact him. I think we retain "the number" or frequency of everyone we ever knew. I also think that that part of me that can do that does not require any particular outcome. I put the call out - someone answers. Or they chose not to. That is our beyond body modus operendi. IMO. Neat  And I agree that we retain "frequency" somehow with every one we ever knew. |
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Post by sansseed on Mar 13, 2012 15:30:31 GMT -6
Paulette..... Rising water???, I been having a dream of a huge area of land beings swallowed up with water. It is off the pacific. I have no idea what area. I just thought it strange when I read your above post. A couple of months ago I had Mexico on my mind with the dream , now I seem to have no idea. Do you have any airports on the coastline? It is the first thing to go in my dream. Each time I have this dream I see more detail. I'm always glad to wake up.. even when in the dream I know I'm dreaming. I was just in Peurto Vallarta a few weeks back, and like Paulette said its airport is RIGHT on the ocean. Actually, our resort was just minutes away from the airport and we would watch the planes take off over the water. I just kept thinking, please let my plane take off ok otherwise we are fish food. I'm glad I didn't read this post prior to my trip. |
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Post by paulette on Mar 14, 2012 11:04:53 GMT -6
If one was going to make generic, eventually come true, predictions - storm surges or tsunamis or even just rising water levels would be a safe bet. It didn't happen (yet) it will eventually happen (more than likely). My volcano dreams - will I PERSONALLY be somewhere cut off from escape from a volcano that is spilling lava over the road and rock bombs falling nearby? Goddess I hope not - but probably somebody will somewhere given that volcanic slopes are fertile and volcanoes do wake up. The nearest one to me now that is somewhat awake is Mt. St Helens and Mt. Baker. Of course if Yosemite mega-system goes, I will be close enough to be in trouble. Most of North America will be.
My point is: Dreams might be predictions. They might be past life experiences. And they might be cut-and-paste montages from watching the news. Any and all...
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Post by paulette on Mar 15, 2012 21:37:17 GMT -6
OK - back to dreaming. I was dreaming this morning - someone was cleaning up and making the bed next to me. I was mad that they were disturbing me. After all the alarm hadn't gone off. The woman said, "I'm just cleaning up! You might want to at least wipe your face." I then noted that there was blood here there and on the towel. On me. There was a blurry bit in which first someone else had been carved (like a pumpkin) and didn't seem to notice. Then a woman showed up who had been carved and healed - with lots of scars. Then I discovered that I was also wounded. The blood was mine. I think I was all of these people.
Well I started to try to get up and I couldn't. I would free one arm, move it a bit and then sink into paralysis. Then I'd yank and get a leg free. I was struggling and at one point got the light on but the dream and my state wouldn't let go of me. It was like TRYING TO ANIMATE A DEAD BODY. Maybe. Even after I awakened enough to turn off the alarm and get a drink of water nearby I still could barely move.
This wasn't as frightening as it might have been. I felt like I was in a serious struggle and couldn't afford to get freaked out. I have never had sleep paralysis carry over into a waking state.
I am looking at some serious stuff in my life right now. Like feeling guilty for how things were when I was a kid - and onward through my adulthood. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE for the universe - only my own actions and those only when I can imagine having a choice. There were times I might have had a choice but didn't know it or was too scared to take it. I'm tired of carrying that luggage with its old snakes around. I'm tired of hurting myself or letting other people do that do me! I'm really tired of apologizing and feeling bad about being hurt.
Bring it on - I'll look at it.
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Post by skywalker on Mar 16, 2012 20:16:40 GMT -6
There's no need to feel guilty about things that happened a long time ago. Everybody mekes mistakes...that's how we learn. We just need to avoid making the same mistakes over and over again. That way the future hopefully will be better for everyone. |
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Post by paulette on Mar 16, 2012 23:10:25 GMT -6
Thanks Skywalker - I was taught to be guilty about a lot of things - being smart (smart-*bleep*). Having a body (younger than Mom's), it goes on from there. I am having to unteach myself these learned responses. "We just need to avoid making the same mistakes" is a great little sentence that might take a whole lifetime. But that's what we're doing "Here" earth/having a body/being aware as well as "here" talking among friendly strangers.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 11:00:26 GMT -6
~hugz paulette~ I wuv you Paulette! I know the feelings you are describing on here... the "guilt" and all of that... |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 17:36:25 GMT -6
OK - back to dreaming. I was dreaming. . . . ........ ....... I'm tired of carrying that luggage with its old snakes around. I'm tired of hurting myself or letting other people do that do me! I'm really tired of apologizing and feeling bad about being hurt. Bring it on - I'll look at it. I like this. A LOT. I've just been having a discussion with my daughters lately that (quite possibly) not ALL of our dreams are meant to be helpful. You know, to help us sort out our mistakes, are anxieties, things we misplaced (including emotions), etc....... I swear, some of my dreams are an OUTRIGHT ATTACK. The only reason to keep airing old laundry (IMO) is to stir the pot, make me feel guilty, make me sad, confused, angry, hopeless; you name it. |
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Post by paulette on Mar 21, 2012 9:57:43 GMT -6
jcurio - The part of dreams that attack are useful info too. Although one might want to think that "everything is sorted out" - if one's mind is dealing with guilt, sadness, confusion, anger, hopelessness but one DOESN'T LET ONESELF KNOW THAT - IMO that's not ideal. It's like going camping and ignoring the snorting and bush rattling outside the tent. When in fact, it's high time to put on one's shoes, find the bear spray and flashlight and be ready for what might come next. If it was deer - OK. Stand down.
I had a dream (another dream). I was traveling with an old BF and his friend and we were on a road trip. (We did in fact take road trips). He decided that we could take a ferry (car boat) somewhere and so we settled into a cabin. But at some point (as dreams will morph) I had at least one other female companion and also he and his car seemed to have gotten off without me. When I asked for help the staff person said, "Oh...you're number 80 [abandoned people on ferry]. We had to leave the nice cabin and keep sailing on. We were in a lounge but they kept waking us up and moving the chairs apart so that we couldn't sleep and weren't comfortable. Our clothes were rumpled and we had nothing to eat. All that time I thought it was just a mistake but it became apparent that we were abandoned.
We found our way down to the water level deck where there were people who looked "rough" and I was apprehensive. My companion was more oblivious or trusting and ended up getting roughed up (the dream was graphic but I won't be). Eventually they showed up again! "Oh there you are...well let's go then."
I was dirty and hungry and mad and said, "I don't THINK so! We'll figure something else out."
When I awoke I did not feel lost and hopeless and all that (familiar territory). I thought, "Don't want to go anywhere with THOSE guys." This is so close to what I've been sorting out this week that I have to laugh. (see: what music are you listening to posting). Or to paraphase the great bank ad running on our TV:
"If you don't want to be abandoned on the boat, then don't be abandoned on the boat [stop doing what isn't working.]
I love it when my dreaming self is smarter than "I" am.
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Post by paulette on Apr 2, 2012 12:43:28 GMT -6
New dream this am. I am in a house that is dream-familiar and might somewhat embody a place I stayed one summer in Texas. The mood of that stay was great sadness - one partner went off never to return (we thought) to Canada and I unwisely fell in love with a man not free to love (a recently returned Viet Vet). So the sad feeling was the setting of the dream. I woke up sad.
I was looking for an address so that I could get in touch with my ex/deceased husband. I wanted to tell him something - possibly that I had cared for him. I looked for both an address and for paper to write on. I only found a pad of graph paper. Of course in the real world, I could have written on the back. But I was mystified as to how I could graph what I wanted to say. There seemed no way.
In another dream chapter, I was trying to see if I could get back into geology grad school - a misstep in my early twenties in which I withdrew passing due to the malevolent machinations of a woman-hostile graduate advisor. I didn't try hard enough to stay! To get around him.
Well now that I'm typing, this dream is 100% on track. I've recently attempted to contact someone who was my first love and also very important to me as he brought me to music and encouraged the thinking outside the box that I've practiced all my life. The basic assumption being: you aren't told what you need to know to make an informed decision. It is not the the interests of government or authority to do so. Security is often a trap.
So he didn't respond to my email letter. (No paper - can't write). My ex husband never responded much to offers to friendship post relationship or even after he died (in dreams he walks away when I pursue him).
If I stay in this house of sadness, I remain sad. If I expect something from a someone or someone's who can't or won't respond the way I want them to - then I AM STUCK not them. (see the telepathy posting I made recently). If I want to GRAPH where this goes- the line swings downward. That's all I really need to remember - be sad for awhile but eventually one needs to rejoin the joy of what is rather than what one thinks it should be. Being in the now means usually means small undramatic swings. Even if something big happens - it changes all the time. Only fantasies bottom us out. Bottom me out. Thank you, dreaming self.
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Post by skywalker on Apr 4, 2012 20:12:50 GMT -6
It sounds like you have that dream pretty much figured out, Paulette. It's probably your subconcsious mind working over things while you sleep...helping you to figure them out. |
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