Last night’s dream ended with a gift. I was allowed to ask a question. I seemed to know I should think hard about the question so I could ask a good one. So during the dream I held my thoughts regarding the question I would ask until the end.
In the dream, I am with my parents they have come to visit me. I am trying to figure out if I can work my living situation out such that I can have them stay with me indefinitely. I don’t see a need for them to return to California since they don’t really live there anymore. I will need to make accommodations for my parents since they are elderly and are unable to navigate the stairs in the house. I decide my dad needs the most help. He will be able to remain in the basement and come up to the rest of the house as needed. The railing will support him should he need to come up. I decide I’m going to do it. My decision is made they will remain with me.
While in the basement I notice water is coming down the walls. I immediately run upstairs to assess the situation. There is a man spraying refrigerant on the mattress in the bedroom but he has the doors and windows open which is causing condensation to occur. The refrigerant is also causing the drain in the nearby bathroom to freeze. His task seems impossible with the windows open. He struggles to freeze the bed but he is working harder than he should if he only knew to close the windows. I immediately address the issue and close all the windows and doors. I take the plunger to the sinks to dislodge the ice which allows the water to flow freely through the drain once more. I believe I have remedied the situation in the nick of time.
I now realize I am running out of time. I need to decide on the question to ask before I leave the dream. If there is one question I could have answered what would it be? If I could only call 411. It hits me. I ask, “I need more information.”
Last night’s dream came somewhere in the middle of the night when suddenly I sensed someone’s presence beside my bed. This person was here to announce “The Phone Call” meaning it was time for labor. I had not heard the phone ring but I assumed if someone had to come get me out of bed I had better get up.
I immediately stood up out of bed and looked around to gather my composure and ascertain what is happening to me. At first, my world was befuddled and unclear. I am frustrated I am unable to wake up fully yet I stand in the feet of the man who has announced the call. I imagine if I am dreaming, I must be having an out of body experience. I struggle to break free to move from this stand. If I am dreaming I must be able to fly. I struggle to take flight but a tether seems to keep me connected to the dreaming man. Is he not hearing the phone ring? Does he not recognize the urgency which surrounds him?
Unable to awaken the man, I am determined to find out if the call is real. I seem to be able to move in the direction from which the call is originating. The direction is Richmond. I set on my way there. The journey is long.
I can’t remember specific details after this point. What I do recall was what it felt like to travel there. The journey was so profoundly incredible. I recall thinking in the dream there is so much here to remember how will I ever journal this. I knew in the dream there was no way I could put the experience to words. In the end, I came away with a great sense of accomplishment and success at getting there on time and being a part of the experience of birthing my child into the world. An experience I am sure never to forget.
~~~~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
Just out of curiosity I looked up the meaning of Richmond.
The name Richmond is a German Baby Name. In German Baby Names the meaning of the name Richmond is: Strong protector.
Last night I had a super cool dream. It happened right as I was waking up. In the dream, I can see the universe in some primordial fog that is percolating like in a cauldron. The fog is captivating. I recognize it as something very special from which all things originate. My view of it is partial. Sensing there is much to this which is unknown to me, I feel myself levitating and in so doing, I am offered a new vantage point from which to experience the whole of creation. I now see the entire universe before my eyes.
As I levitate higher and higher, I feel as if I have detach from my body. I turn to my right to look in the direction where I stood previously. In turning, I see the profile of 3 eyeballs lined up sequentially almost as if I am looking at myself in a mirror within a mirror. A ray of lightning reflects in each eye creating a very long horizontal thunderbolt. The sight reminds me of one of those plasma balls with the electrical currents passing through it.
I sense this is something very special.
A moment before I opened my eyes I felt a kiss on my temple beside my eye and I heard its pucker. It was the same kind of kiss I give my dog in the morning filled with an intense love. Someone kissed me. In that moment, I felt very special and loved. Someone in the universe loves me.
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So today I had scheduled to take my car in for maintenance. While waiting for my car to be ready I decided to check out to new model cars. The first car I sat in had interior lights which ran in a horizontal line from the left door, across the dashboard, and continued along the right door. It felt like my dream all over again. The light had a neon illumination and was the same color as the lightening bolt reflected in the eyes from my dream.
I ended up buying a new car a Mercedes GLE350. In some peculiar way, I felt the universe was giving its blessing (kiss) to make this purchase. Considering the laundry list of items that needed repair on my old car, I believe it was time for a new car.
Last night I crawled into bed with the animals an each one had a few minutes of cuddle time. I then remembered I had forgotten to my bottle of water so I got up to retrieve it. Upon return I noticed something in the corner of my eye near the back door of the basement as I laid my head down once again for a second time. I zoomed in with my mind squinting to try to bring it in focus. It looked like someone was standing in the corner. As I began to slip away I held my attention on this person. The person came into focus. It was a Jester. With tight pants slightly bent over with a cane or walking stick. I was nowhere near passed out yet. He motioned with his arm extended to come with him. His arm pointing to the path I should follow to come toward him. Resisting sleep I held on for a more conscious visit with the Jester. He finally got tired of waiting so he walked toward me. I was in shock. Three step in, I waved to him, to let him know I was not asleep. I also got a good look at him. He had a gentle smile and olive skin. A warm and welcoming face. I asked myself if this could be OB come to visit but something inside me said, No why would he come as a Jester. With that I fell deep into dream land.
I find myself sitting on a chair that is flying over a river. The river is turquoise blue with some sections being deeper that others evident by a deep aqua color. The scene was spectacular. I seem to recognize this river. I have been here before.
I am able to travel in the chair both backward and forward and there seems to be no way for me to fall out of the chair. There is no seat belt of anything of the sort. We come upon a place where I live. It is a huge house with many rooms and many guests who stay with me.
Much time passes and life is good there. However the area is affected by global warming and one day it is a particularly hot and scorching day. We are walking outside on the asphalt and I notice my shoes are sticking to the ground. I hurry to stand under a tree to take advantage of the shade. The earth is quaking from the heat and my house is destroyed.
Walking though the house now in shambles I look around for what has survived the destruction. To my surprise some very important things still survive. Those who live in the walls are still there. They have never had air conditioning to survive the heat and to this day don’t require it. I peak in and see them there. They welcome me in. I think I too could live in the walls within the ruins of what once was my home. I am sensing it is time to return and wake up from the dream.
I am taken again seated in the chair flying over the river which is still as beautiful as the day I arrived. It has not been affected by the turmoil. I recall the Jester and my descent into dreamland. I want to bring back something but what? I think hard trying to decide what in the world could I bring back from this dream into my waking life to prove I was here. I decide to ask the dream for something. Attempting for formulate my verbal question I am having difficulty verbalizing the words but I am determined. As I wake up the words begin to come forth. I politely ask, “Can I have the milk that is in the television”
I’ve been having a lot of dreams lately but have had little time to journal them. In this dream I find myself at home with OB. It is our first night together. I place him in the crib to sleep. I am very tired and lay in my bed for a little cat nap but end up falling into a deep sleep. I am so tired. Later I wake up in shock because I didn’t want to fall asleep. I immediately walk over to the crib to see if OB is still alive. I notice he is all puffed up like a puffer fish. His cheeks are so big and puffy. I roll him toward me wanting to kiss him but not knowing where I can kiss him without giving him my germs. I decide to kiss him on the temples as he has one eye open. I recall kissing my mom on her temples.
The other night I had a very vivid dream where I am I am outside just walking down the street. It is a beautiful area which is hilly. In the distance between the hills I can see the sun rising as the sky is red with the sunlight. I then see between the hills alien ships arriving in the skies. They are very large. People are not sure what to think.
At this point I question whether I am dreaming. Looking around at my surrounding I examine it and determine this is for real. I am not dreaming. I quickly move to a place where I can get the best view of the alien ships. I tell people not to worry I will talk to them.
The ships are sending scouts on flying scooters. The scouters fly very fast. People begin retreating to their homes. I continue to try to find the best place to wave them down so I can have a discussion with them. I’m told to come into the house where we can discuss things. I go into a house. Again I seem to question whether I am dreaming. Looking around the house I examine my surroundings. I am definitely not dreaming. I shut the door and look to my right where there is an aquarium. I pause to look in on the fish. There are small angel fish in the tank. Looking more carefully I can see the angel fish have babies in the tank. I then see an eel type of fish swim by which reminds me of an arrowana. How is it the eel has not eaten the babies?
Last nights dream the part I remember happened very early in the morning. I was already starting to surface from the dream when I found myself at work. There is an actors guild which is supported by my job. The group is meeting in our cafeteria. On the walls are profile pictures of a select few actors recognized for their talent. When I walk in to the cafeteria I pause for a moment, I don’t recall when we started supporting an actors guild. Not sure of the answer I proceed to sit down at an available table. Across from me I notice two friends Jamal and Sohail are seated there. I am surprised to see Jamal and I say hello but it seems he did not hear me or chose not to recognize me.
Put off by the encounter I get up and turn and under my breath say a forceful GOODBYE!. Jamal answers Goodbye. I take control of the dream and force a turn around. I want to know why he didn’t acknowledge me at first. This part is completely out of context as I can sense of freedom which wasn’t present before. Now standing in front of him I ask him what went wrong. Why didn’t he respond to me. I describe the friendship we could have had had he said hello. There is a deep sense of honesty and truthfulness a moment to come clean and clear the air. We both express a love and appreciation for the other. By the end of our encounter I feel we have set the record straight and any bygones are gone. We can again have a meaningful friendship based on love and respect for each other. It felt very good.
~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
What was so unusual was when I turned around and went back to confront him. I felt I was about to leave and exit the dream and wake up but when I heard him say goodbye as I left I forced the turn around to confront him. Interestingly, the confrontation was all very positive and an opening up of true emotions of love. There was no hostility there.
In last night’s dream I find myself upstairs in my house cleaning and notice OB has returned some wicker baskets I had thrown out. I look over the stair railing the yell down to him to come get the trash. He in turn pokes his head out from under the banister and says those are his baskets implying they are his to decide on whether to keep or throw away. I toss them back down to him before comprehending what he is trying to communicate.
We are getting ready to leave the house on an adventure. Ivy is with us but before leaving the house I notice the ceiling is made of glass or a see through resin. Curious about this feature I examine how the ceiling attaches to the walls and notice the work is seamless. The glass is so thick it appears to have the illusion of water flowing though it as the resin has locked in air bubbles. How did they do that?
I proceed to walk out the front door with OB and Ivy close behind. As I step out onto my front steps the sun is shining bright in the sky. I turn to look to my left and see a field of wildflowers yellow and orange as far as the eyes can see. I remark about the beauty. I then turn to my right and notice the same on my right. Yellow and orange flowers as far as the eyes can see. I am again in awe of the grandeur and beauty of nature. When did I plant that many seeds?
Last night’s dream was very interesting and somewhat a first for me. I seem to be more ballsy, assertive and determined in my dream. In this one, I am enrolled as a student in a University much like Hogwarts. It is for the most elite kids with special abilities and a society unto itself. I however am not a kid. I have returned to the school as an adult after having been gone for a long long time.
In this scene I find myself in a restroom stall trying to have a private moment when I discover others can look into my stall both from above and through the cracks in the walls and door. I am seated. I discretely pause for a moment without them being clued in to the fact I am fully aware of their presence. I too can see through the walls just like they can see in to my personal space. I decide to reach my hand under the stall and reach up and grab the guy’s leg to pull him down not with the intent of stopping him from looking over into my space but with a firm assertion I am in control. They are flabbergasted I am able to affect their space. I am no longer helpless and a victim to their whims.
When I reached under I disturbed a deck of cards which were sitting in front of me. They were a deck of pictures. They complain to me about my having disturbed the deck. I assert the deck has a new alignment but the images are generally in the same spaces they were in before. With my finger I move the cards grouping the ones which were moved. The changes caused by slightly shuffling the deck places us on even footing just long enough for me to assert myself and be credible in my powers within this realm.
I quickly move to assert myself. I find the lead guy and confront him. I displace him 3 times pausing between each displacement long enough to throw him off his footing and allowing him to question what is happening. How did we get here? To throw him off further and to equal the playing field I displace him yet again for a second and third time. On the final displacement I order him to a new position. I give him an office space where I tell him he can still do all the things he liked doing previously but this new space affords him privacy in his actions. This is how we will play the game. These are the rules of the game. This is how it will be.
Their confusion arises out of the fact that only students can be in this school. Even though I am older I have standing here because I too am taking a class. They seemed to be unaware of the class I’m taking. Now I have to prove to them I have the grades to support my education. Since I am part of another dimension and only transiting through theirs I exclaim my work has been done within my waking dimension. I show them the points of contact between the two dimensions and I reveal my grades which have registered as complete in their realm. They are amazed I have found a way to manipulate the rules in my favor to gain leverage and standing in their realm.
Now I must operate in their realm. I walk up to the chalk board to present my work. They have no clue what is yet to come. Whoosh as if by magic…I describe how the seasons change and how I am able to enhance the colors within each season by using my plants and landscape to add color and depth to my world.
~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
I woke up at 6:30 am. My sleep wasn’t very deep through out the night. I had to be on my toes. Parts of the dream kept repeating with underlying messages. I had on my mind my decision on whether I should accept the job offer that came in this past Friday. Throughout the dream there was a clear sense of confidence in what I was doing and what needed to be done. I think this is the right job for me. Given the number of times the messages repeated I am confident I am making the right decision.
A note on the man I displaced the lead person was no one but me. This too felt like the dream I previously had about David Butler where I am the other person. This is why I am able to achieve an equal footing because we both have legitimate standing. We both exist as one concurrently and independently.
Last night’s dream was super cool. It reminded me of an episode of Harry Potter. In the dream, I discover a pattern to make money. I have observed people often drop dollar bills at the metro. The dollars fall into the cracks in between the floor tiles. Most are in a rush to get to where they are going so they are completely oblivious to the treasures that lie at their feet. On this day and every day, I rummage through the tiles on the platform looking for lost treasures. It is my lucky day. I find many $20 dollar bills. People are finding out about my good fortune and want in on my secret but they just haven’t got the knack of looking in between the tiles. You also want to wait long enough for the person who dropped the dollar bill to be gone so you are not considered stealing. The items have to be lost for the finder to pick them up and consider them his own treasures.
I repeat my daily routine of scouring the platform for lost dollars. On a subsequent day, I discover a small box someone has left behind. I look into the box and see a wad of cash. I’ve hit the jackpot. I quickly check to make sure this qualifies as lost. There is so much cash here and other treasures I am having trouble finding a place to put them on my person. My pockets are stuffed full. A few of my follows grab a couple items to help me haul them off.
My name is David Butler and I work in a castle as a teacher of archaeology. I also have a store front in the castle where I sell some of my found treasure which I’ve determined can be sold. On this day a student arrives unexpectedly early and takes the liberty of opening the storefront windows revealing my artifacts from the previous day. I tell her I am still in the process of cataloging the items. I am particularly interested in the wad of dough. The dollar bills are not of this epoch. The symbols and faces on the money are from a time long ago. The symbols are animated just like the pictures in a Harry Potter movie. From watching David Butler work it become apparent he is not interested in the value of the items but is mainly interested in the message the items communicate much like reading a tarot deck. One of the bills has a 3D image of 3 swords. David pulls one of the swards out of the dollar bill to measure it. He hesitates for a moment realizing this is a big one.
He is now secretly planning a spectacular event to show off his findings. The dresses up as a night with armor and a veiled face. His fail is made of animal fur. He looks at me and shows me his sward and banner, implying he is expecting feedback on how he looks. I on the other hand am captivated by the man in furr. I respond, I’m interested more in the man.
He takes off to position himself in the castle for the opening festivities. He is so high on the euphoria of his find he is unable to land. His excitement has caused him to take flight. To solve this he reaches for his long sword and point it to the ground. The tip of the sword touches the top step of the baluster anchoring him firmly to the castle.
This is David Butler.
~~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS!
This was such a dramatic dream. It also felt so real when I was there especially when we were in the castle and his work area. What was very interesting to me in the dream was when the dream morphed and I went from being the main character to that of the observer. It seemed to happen when I reached a point where I was more interested in learning about what it is I am doing in the dream that my consciousness moved to a position of observer. This split also coincided with the revelation that David Butler was more interested in what he was learning from the objects (the symbols on the bills) than the value of the bills themselves. This is also when the character took on the identity of David Butler. I don’t know where the name came from but it was very loud and clear. The climax of course was when David Bulter laid down his sword on the baluster to touch the earth.
Phenomenal simply phenomenal!!
I’m going to put this in the romance category because of the word armor. I think this is a play on words with amore which means love in Italian. When I told him I was more interested in the man under the fur it felt very sexual and intimate and the sword lent itself to the part of a man. At the moment when I responded I felt the dream was hinting at a love to come my way.
Definition of butler. 1 : a manservant having charge of the wines and liquors. 2 : the chief male servant of a household who has charge of other employees, receives guests, directs the serving of meals, and performs various personal services.
