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Jan. 23rd, 2012 | 07:12 am

I dreamed of being around lots of people and i had a boyfriend in the dream. He is cheating on me and accusing me of cheating on him even though i'm not. In the dream my biggest concern is finding a warm nighty that i want to wear. I choose the long, warm, grey night gown i use to wear on cold winter nights {if you can call them that in AZ}. All the while, i know he's cheating on me and don't say much either way.

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Extra Raspberry

Jan. 9th, 2012 | 08:08 am

I'm at a coffee shop and it's night. The place is packed, but very dark. Seems to be in a large house with a porch where most of the people sit. I want to order this kind of tea with raspberry in it... but can't seem to order. A woman in front of me is ordering and insisting on no raspberry. The barrista lady (who looks like the chick from Portlandia) is arguing with her about it. I want to jump in and say "i'll take her raspberry, 'cause i want extra" but the next thing you know someone else is ordering and i'm looking at them like "where did you come from". So, trying not to be a jerk, i go across the street and do something for an hour. Come back, finally place my order. I remembered to ask for "extra raspberry". I pay with some sort of currency that isn't money but they take it. It looks more like thin pieces of foam. The change i get back is a large wad of bills with 20's and 10's. It's all willy nilly. I look at the Portlandia chick and say "uh, my drink only cost a buck and ____" whatever change it was. She says "Yeah, but you looked like you really wanted this". I say "ok" and put it in the pocket of my leather jacket and decide to leave before she changes her mind. Remember thinking that it was a dream. But it was awesome to get so much money anyway and i already had ideas of what to do with it. In the dream i ride a motorcycle again and go to where i parked but for some reason need to take a bus to get there even though it's just across the street. An old homeless guy is trying to put the moves on me and i miss my stop. Woke up as i was getting off the bus.

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My roommate and i talked about our dreams this morning. He dreamed about alien invasion. He dreamed that jawas (like from Return of the Jedi) had little ships underground and they all surfaced and were hovering. (Reminds me of Martin the Martian) Then they started walking around but weren't doing anything until some humans shot them. Then they started killing humans and humans started killing more of them and so on...

Funky dream energy this morning.

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Dec. 6th, 2011 | 07:20 am

I decided to sleep in the guest room last night. (I like to alternate sleeping locations, kind of like a cat ~ not sleeping in the same place all the time but having favorite spots).

The closet in the guest room is where the cat box lives... we keep the sliding mirrored door open just wide enough for the cat to go in and out.

Before bed, I noticed the closet door was closed. "That's weird" I though "I don't remember closing that door... the cat won't be able to do her business like that". So I opened it back up.

In dream land, I was in this same house and about to go out somewhere with Mat (my good friend who owns this house). As I'm going to flush the toilet, I notice blood on the back of the commode. As I look, there is actually a LOT of blood. I look up and it is dripping from the ceiling... and there is a rough outline of a body length and width, in blood. I call Mat over and we're both looking at it with confusion.

The dream changes and we're watching a little blond girl being dragged up a set of stairs (in a different house) by her hair. I cannot see who is dragging her. The little girl is screaming for her life. As we are watching this, we turn into different people and a whole new seen unfolds. Mat is a guy who makes pottery. The pottery is very unusual looking. He is setting up a heist with another man and the scene changes again to a grocery store that they work for and are going to rob. The other man usually ties up Mat's new identity as part of it. But something is wrong. Mat doesn't want to go through with it. I don't seem to have a body and go into the grocery story and become an old woman. I use her body to go in the back of the story and bother the other man. He has a scary face.

The bathroom where the blood was dripping from the ceiling is the room right next to the one I was sleeping in. When I woke up, that mirror door was shut again. It's all very eerie and strange... yet, I didn't feel scared at all.

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Two Dreams

Nov. 8th, 2011 | 07:17 am

The past couple of days have gone back to being dreams about being stressed out or mild nightmares. Today I had two dreams that broke out of it a bit...

A.) I'm at a family event and there is a toy train but it has all these cool features that make it seem more like a real train. At certain places on the track, the train is signaled to play different sound bytes that make it seem like a real passenger train going from Santa Monica to Santa Barbara, as well as other places in California. At some point the train gets to the dining room/kitchen and runs out of track so I go to look for food. Someone is telling me where the squash and something else are. I think my aunt was the person.

B.) In the second dream I'm taking part of a huge ceremonial collaboration. There are people from Eden there as well as JR Packhorse. I begin a Siva Lingam puja and JR starts to mock me. Everyone else follows, as if they do not respect me or my spiritual practices. At first I want to become angry but something in me says to just be cool and keep going. So I get up and move near to different people before each pouring of water over the lingam, chanting softly and peacefully, without allowing the disrespect of others to interfere. JR gets up to leave and the others become quiet, almost as if they do no know what to do or are slightly afraid, like they didn't expect me to hold me ground and don't know what to do now. I continue on and chant slightly louder, as I normally would, while the others stay and watch. The cat woke up me up soon after.

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Nov. 5th, 2011 | 07:55 am

I dreamed of living in the future, society is in semi collapse. I live in a friend's house who is not in town. The house is fairly large and has a large backyard, similar to the one I live in now ~ except the fence is not made of tall cinder blocks. It's much shorter and made of wood, somewhat falling apart. There are a lot of people staying in the house. Something tells me to go close the gate immediately. As I do, a violent man is outside, wanting to come in. He's been here before. He has blond hair and piercing eyes. He looks through the holes in the cattywampus gate, says he left something here. I open it to let him go look. I ask if he's hungry, thirsty. He says yes. I go to make some juice from concentrate but there are no pitchers so I go out the back to go scavenge one. I am barked at by some Pomeranian dogs who chase me. I stop and tell them to go. They run back to the lady they are with. I keep going and come across a couple of neighbors who sell food on the side of the road. I ask if they have a space pitcer. They don't. A nice young woman says to tell my Dad she said "hi". My dad has been dead for over three months (in the dream, not in real life). I look at her and say 'he's dead' and pause. We both are a little stuck. She comes over to hug me. I start to cry in the dream as I say to her "it's so hard to imagine the world without his light in it".

Then I wake up.

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Speaking With the Seal

Jun. 28th, 2011 | 07:16 am

From out of the silence I post...

This morning I drank some water and then laid down to dream some more... it's the first dream I've remembered in a while. In it I walked out of the temple (that I now stay at) to greet the morning. The tree and the fence in the back yard were gone, as well as the neighbor's homes. Instead were rolling hills, similar to the dream in which the four horsemen spared my life. This time it was overcast and a fog kept me from seeing what was far away. There was a set of swings so I didn't care much but to go play. As I was walking away from the house, the other lady who is staying here at the temple yelled at me about something I'm suppose to be doing instead. I told her it's too early and to leave me alone. Surprisingly, it worked! So I played on the swings for a bit until I saw the heads of two penguins poking up from the terrain not far. The ground was hilly, but also had many recesses. As I peaked over into one, a little penguin was sitting on an egg. Being a typical stupid human, I tried to touch it and it ran away... but not far from this was a little arctic seal, the size of a dog. I picked him up and cradled him. He was sweet and wanted something to eat. The lady was going to the store and I yelled to ask her to get fish. Both the seal and I knew that in the time she'd get back, our moment would be gone and the seal would move on to play in the sea so I told him to come back the following morning. He agreed.

Then I woke up.

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Krshnas Gone Wild

May. 12th, 2011 | 09:21 am

I had a dream that the Krsnas (Hari Krshna!) erupted into an ecstatic ritual. They were outside in a courtyard, dancing and chanting all over the place. Some even took off their clothing ~ but nothing sexual was going on. I was watching it on the news on a TV in the backyard of my Grandpa's house. The image of their abandon and joy inspired me. I began to leap about in circles like a ballerina, laughing in Joy.

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It's Gonna Rain

Dec. 23rd, 2010 | 06:48 am

Dreamed that I was doing menial restaurant tasks and discovered that the creamer cups and lids were all edible. They tasted like chocolate-vanilla. I was eating them and the song "Storm Clouds" by the Heptones was playing.

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Dreaming Of Si

Dec. 17th, 2010 | 05:46 am

After a long reprieve I am using this journal again. I woke at exactly 5:00am after a powerful dream. In the dream I was wandering, lost, through a chaotic city ~ looking for the other part of myself, represented in my mind as a male partner. The partner is no one in particular but a mesh of ideas about "partner". Sometimes there are aspects of people I've been very close to. There is a lot of Damon in him but he is not Damon, himself.

When at last we find one another, it is time to seek exit from the confusing city. But as we are about to leave, another lost person tries to interfere. In the dream this is represented by my friend, Angie. She is drunk. She tries to lure my other half away from me through meaningless gratification but he is not interested in that state of being. I try to explain to my friend that this is not the way of intimacy she is really seeking. She becomes angry and wishes to act out against me because I'm trying to take something away from her that she desperately needs.

My other half steps in and takes me aside. He looks into me and begins chanting "ma ma ma ma..." while looking into my face for solace and healing. Tears are in his eyes yet the rest of his face is serene and focused as energy passes between us like the wind through the trees.

I woke up feeling empowered toward a wholeness that I have been seeking.

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Dreaming Again

Apr. 8th, 2010 | 10:15 am

My first dream was about my friend, Todd, who I have not seen in a long time. We were talking in his house.

I went back to sleep after watching the sunrise today and dreamed about Damon and Jacob. Jacob had gotten in trouble and was in juvenile hall. Damon and I were with him and we were trying to help him escape. The place actually wasn't that bad in the dream. It was more like a resort out on the water with wooden walkways around the water. I kept going back to the front to get my bag so we could try to escape but no one was there.

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the party with no salsa

Dec. 28th, 2009 | 10:29 am

I dreamed of being at a party where everyone is getting stoned. Ty and I leave to go buy chips and salsa and I want to make tea. We get to the little store but forget the salsa. My old cat, Nigil, is outside and is lost. We're in a small town somewhere, like Coolidge.

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the Resort

Dec. 25th, 2009 | 11:56 am

I dreamed of being at a fancy resort with hot springs. I'm in an auditorium with Brian and Anne when I get my period. For some reason I'd embarrassed us all by checking my pants there with all the people around. I go to the bathroom to take care of my situation. The bathroom seems to be endless. It is dark, cool, earth tones... each stall door just leads to another room with more stall doors. Finally I find one that leads to a toilet but it is outside on the edge of a pond, not far from a hot spring tub near by with young couples having a good time. I am trying to fumble through process of putting a pad in my underwear and my feet and clothes get wet. At some point, a man named Mark shows up. I have a crush on him in the dream and follow him to a bedroom where his girlfriend is waiting for him. I act innocent and roll in bed with them naked but trying not to impose myself or over step my bounds.

When I woke up I felt some powerful energy sent to me from other people, especially from Mark. Loving, healing energy. It coursed through my body like a gentle flow. And although I'm still a week away from menses, it felt like it would happen today. Weird.

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Dreaming Of Beans

Dec. 24th, 2009 | 09:04 am

I dreamed about the spirit of my sister's next child: Beans.

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Bones and Pearls

Dec. 23rd, 2009 | 08:59 am

I dreamed of words formed of pearls and bones on the pages of a book, still yet the size of any regular reading material... describing the error of my ways in love. The passage referred to me as a mare, expressed that I go about it all wrong (and even think about it wrong), and that a turn of events would a occur when a photography based.... and then I woke up.

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the Refused Offering

Dec. 9th, 2009 | 09:04 am

I dreamed of being at a gas station, seemingly stranded with no where to go. Much like how I feel in my life right now, I was waiting in limbo. An old friend, Jhezikah, shows up and the dream in now in her apartment. She is overwhelmed with laundry and I offer to do it for her in exchange for some Amanita muscaria. She agrees and gives me some dried and cut pieces, the red still in tact - though not magnificently blaring. I take them to my ex as an offering but he refuses them.

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Two For One

Nov. 25th, 2009 | 10:21 am

Two dreams....

A. Me and some other members of my family are being held hostage in my grandpa's house by some young men. I escape into the park and head for a really big playground toy that is on the North side of the park (does not currently exist). I try to run up a slide and find a place to hide myself but one of the men had followed me and I am captured and taken back to the house.\

B. I'm in a mall in the future and it is a rich person mall. I'm walking around and feel in my element. I am rich. A woman meets me and we go into a secret passage way where only certain people can go. Everything is big and beautiful. Even the hallways are extra big. And things seem to happen as if by faerie magick. I get taken to a room with a screen on it. A really sexy man is on the screen. He can see me. This aspect of the dream becomes sexual but I don't remember what all happened. I don't think we ever touched (because he was on a screen) but it seemed as if something really hot was going down.

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Unusual Comedy

Nov. 20th, 2009 | 09:03 am

I dreamed about guiding/teaching something and social settings. When I was waking up there was some amusement connected the words "dog murder". Although such an act is certainly not funny, the context of how the words were said in the dream were.

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the Lodge Leader

Nov. 18th, 2009 | 09:28 am

Before going to bed I had seen on facebook that my friend, Angela, is going to a sweat lodge with JR. Today I dreamed about the lodge leader. In the dream the lodge that took place was just him and Angela and they never do a lodge but he ends up convincing her to be intimate with him and it causes her severe emotional problems. Then Liz and I are in the same room with him and he is acting wild and crazy, trying to insist that there is something possessing me that he needs to remove. Yet he is the one (in the dream) who is acting possessed. I stop him and explain to him some things. Liz shows me a beautiful drawing she made. There were other elements to my dreams but I do not remember them.

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A Progressing-Toward-Being-Self-Sustainable Dream

Nov. 16th, 2009 | 10:00 am

I dreamed about being in the middle of getting a new job and a new apartment. By some strange windfall I'd somehow managed to get a three bedroom place that was small but still very nice and had some interesting architectural features. I had gotten a new bed before moving in but the place came with one in the room I decided I wanted to sleep in. The room was very large and perfectly shaped to be both a bedroom and a small painting studio. I wake up for my first day going to a job to find posters on the window for some musical event. They remind me of the ones I use to see all over the Melrose and Hollywood areas of L.A. in my freshman year of high school. Somehow the person who put them up managed to get on on the inside of my bedroom on the window without waking me. How clever. I take it down but am looking at it curiously. There had been another tenant, a guy, who had to move out. I thought to myself that I'd like to be a good person and offer him a room with cheap rent but now he's gone and a different guy with long hair and a ski cap is the one moving out. I am going to invite who ever needs a place for cheap. Julia is there with some other woman, maybe her mom. The home is busy and full of people doing their own things in the morning. I'm dressed for my first day on the job, wearing all white. Julia and the other woman are in my room and we're all doing a yoga dance. Julia and her mom are correcting me on something and (like everyone else) I'm unable to speak clearly enough for others to understand me. Finally I get annoyed and say "Everyone out!" because I want to do my own thing.

I woke up and wanted to sing the alphabet song.

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Nov. 14th, 2009 | 09:11 am

I slept barely four hours, waking up minutes before the alarm was set.

My dream involved people at the party I was at last night. I dreamed that I was at a new party, a Christmas related theme party. Justin is helping me collect gifts for Hilary. Then I decide to go into a bedroom to wrap them and inform my friend Josh that he should come with me. Then I woke up.

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Nov. 13th, 2009 | 08:49 am

There are two main dreams I recall. One was like being in the Cleveland Show - which somewhat makes sense as I was watching it before I went to sleep. In the episode in my mind, Cleveland's new step daughter gets pregnant and they get her a car and a dog.

The other dream was about visiting Wheelz and he lived in a totally new place. Wheelz left to go to the bar with two other people, a guy and girl. He didn't seem to want to hang out with me and said something about the light got left on. I go turn off the light and am contemplating going home to re-dye my hair. My whole head is pink and I'm thinking of putting a white stripe in it. But that was just in the dream. I'm actually thinking of dreading my hair in the waking world soon.

Ooh, Ooh! I just remembered another dream... it was about practicing to do the splits. And I got really close to doing it in the dream! How marvelous. :D

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Stranger and Stranger

Nov. 12th, 2009 | 08:34 am

Dreaming memories were many from the night before...

Mostly I was a blond woman on her honeymoon to a blond man. We both had blond hair and dark eyebrows, were medium-heavy build, and in our early to mid 20s. One of our mothers was with us, I am not sure who's she was. She was represented by Peggy, Brenda's mom (someone I know in the waking world).

We leave the resort room and I'm tired but he talks me into going down to the beach. I walk outside of a door and my cat is playing on a grassy area off the beach. She is afraid and there is a dog and bunnies. The dog is bigger then her, white and shaggy. He looks like he wants to eat her so I picker her up in the nick of time.

Then it is night and the husband and I are doing hand stands in the sand and I'm not very good at them - very out of practice. Then we decide to go eat and go on a boat ride. The restaurant kitchen is off the beach. Instead of food, there is a loading machine that handles cd-sized wafers. The machine is simple and requires being put over an air suction to function. It has two levels. I am suddenly the husband and am responsible for loading the wafers. I see one in the pile that is red - like a hot lot. So I stop the loading machine, taking it off the suction pad. This causes a big problem and the head chef yells at me that the food will not get out on time now.

Then the husband is hang gliding with Kanye West - except this is a white guy who is a hang glider instructor. And now I am him. The glider is a two man glider - one on each side. For some reason the husband decides to come over to my side and we start to fall. I'm yelling at him that he needs to go back over but he doesn't seem to get it and thinks my fear is amusing. I'm yelling and yelling and he doesn't care. As we are nearly about to crash he climbs back over and suddenly we are floating, light as a feather down to the ground. After we land in a parking lot off the beach, there is a shopping cart with a miracle child (girl) in it. She is surrounded by big, beautiful butterflies.

So that is today's dream. It seems mostly like a bunch of nonsense except the part where I freak out because I'm afraid I'm going to die. In the waking world I assume my reaction would have been even more pronounced but this had an interesting moral to it - things are not always what they seem.

I went to bed early last night, but mostly by accident. My roommate was drinking heavily and I did not want to talk to him after his friend's left so I laid down to pretend to sleep but they were all here later then I expected so I accidentally fell asleep and woke up around 8:20am.

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Just A Weird Dream

Nov. 10th, 2009 | 09:15 am

I dreamed that I was in a house, trying to help a woman reach a tray on top of a high shelf and re-arrange the items on the tray. Then there is guy and another girl in the dream and we're having a dance party in the room to 80's music. The boom box is in a different room and I want to change the music because it is playing Thriller and I just can't get down to that song. The guy goes in and grabs the boom box before I can and is dominating the whole deal, ensuring I cannot turn the volume down or put on different music. It was pretty strange.

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Yay for dirt!

Nov. 4th, 2009 | 10:34 am

I dreamed that I was a grub wandering around in the mud.

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Grendle Eats A Frog

Nov. 3rd, 2009 | 12:02 pm

I dreamed that I was at Damon's place holding a small frog in my hand. We were doing something with the frog for it's care. Damon was saying something to me and the frog jumped out of my hands and landed in his dog's mouth. I looked down in horror to see Grendle chewing the frog up as a tasty snack with a very pleased look on her face. I could feel the death of the frog very intensely and felt saddened in the dream. Part of the sadness was because this breed of frog's population has been struggling. I woke up and felt somewhat sad about the frog even though it was just a dream. I looked up small desert frogs and found one that matches the one in the dream: lowland leopard frog. They are native to AZ. And there seems to be some efforts going on to protect them.

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Theft is the reward

Oct. 31st, 2009 | 11:36 am

I dreamed that I'm peddling on my bicycle down near Baseline and Hardy when some crime is being responded to by police. They cannot get into the apartment complex that the call is at and I'm trying to help them. For some reason I get into the back to help them but as soon as the gate opens, they drive off with me in the back and won't let me out. I'm protesting because my things are just out in the open and will most likely be stolen but they don't care. They want to get the bad guy and won't let my potential petty losses interfere with that. I realize that complaining won't help and so I bide my time. When I get out of the cop car and get back to my stuff, everything seems to b in tact except for one thing... my breaks. Someone has ripped off my breaks and now I must peddle home with no way of stopping. A man who lives in the complex is entertained and starts taking a lot of pictures of me without asking my permission. I attempt to talk to him about it but he is so taken by me (and not terribly bright) that it just becomes another nuisance and I tell him to do whatever with the pictures because I just want to leave.

I woke up feeling relatively good.

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A Colorful Party

Oct. 30th, 2009 | 12:01 pm

Today I dreamed about a party. It was at Laila's house. At the party, Laila and I hung out and I gave her a massage. I could feel bumps on her skin, which was odd because I know that in person her skin is smooth and silky. Then she started to bleed as I massaged her. Her skin was bleeding while I massaged her back - as if there was no skin there, even though there was. The blood was bright red. Laila left the party and I felt somewhat alone because I did not know most of the people there. But it was ok, actually. Then I found an old make-up kit that I forgot I had. I was playing in some creams of bright orange and vibrant red. The colors were very, very bright. I'm talking to people at the party and there seems to be a lot of role reversal and so forth going on but I'm somewhat in my own world.

When I woke up I was thoughtful of the party going down at Gene's casa tomorrow night. Wolffe did not invite me even though he knows I haven't seen Gene in a long time. I'm not sure why I thought of that aside from the party theme - and perhaps because I was troubled by it.

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