Last night’s dream was very unique. I am with a group of people on a ship which is sailing on the sea. The atmosphere is very festive. People are happy and in costumes. I notice a rush of people coming in from the outer decks of the ship. Something is happening to them as they enter. They are dying as if something outside is killing them. There is a threat which is not yet understood. I seem to have some insight and I know it is connected to one passenger. I can hear his voice in my head. When the voice inside my head and the audible voice outside my head come in sync I know he is close. The villain has done something to the sun whereby the effects of the sun on the body are detrimental and cause instant death. The people who remain in the lower decks are safe from harm but there is a fear among us the villain might have something up his sleeve with which to attack those in the lower decks and cause harm. I am unsure if he is trustworthy because I know he is the indirect cause.
I walk the lower decks listening for his voice trying to learn more about his mission. I try to stay out of sight and at a safe distance to take in all the information I can. I come upon an observation deck where I am able to safely look outside to inspect the outer decks. I can see the sun begin to set in the sky. I see the Earth’s reflection on the opposing side. It is a beautiful sight to see. I am amazed by the size and clarity of the objects. I can hear the villain’s voice growing louder and louder but I am unwilling to take my eyes off the setting sun for it’s beauty is captivating.
I then have an idea. Given the sun is setting I go outside onto the outer decks knowing the sun can no longer harm me once it is low in the sky. I do so and take in the the final 3 minutes as the sun sets. Unobstructed on the outer deck, the view is simply breathless!
In last night’s dream, I am with my ex Joe. We are in business together. The office building is temporarily under construction and they have asked all leaseholders to vacate the building. No one is allowed in the building. However, there are some who are still using the building even though their actions are prohibited. They do it discretely. I am following their lead. I hide in the elevator so as to evade detection. The elevator is glass enclosed so I am sitting on the floor low enough to not be visible. A red light shines into the elevator. I am afraid they have found me. I remain low allowing the light to pass just above my head. I am able to evade detection.
The next day we are told the building may be reoccupied the following day. At 11 pm the night before we decide to go ahead and occupy the building again. This time we are flagrant about out disregard for rules. We get away with it because it is close enough to the re-opening of the building.
On a side bar there are a few encounters with my ex in the dream where I am so happy to be with him again and to be doing things along side him to have a mutual purpose that I am willing to push the rules aside. Bending the rules seems very contrary to who I am yet for the opportunity to be with him, I do it.
Last night’s dream was so power packed and full of excitement. In the dream I am making room in my house to accommodate two new roommates. Each roommate is expecting to get a room and a closet for storage. As I walk around the house, I assign the rooms and closets to each roommate. I wonder if I will have enough space for myself. In the process of walking through my house, I take in my inventory what I have available at my disposal to share with others and those things I can re-purpose for new uses. I also take in areas and functions of the house I had long forgotten about. One such area is the shed outside. It has four bowling lanes covered with AstroTurf. They appear to have a multipurpose use. Currently my trash is set out beside the shed. I can assign each roommate one of the bowling lanes which they can possibly use to store additional items like a bike or outdoor equipment. I am relieved to discover all the extra uses for the space.
In the area of the shed, I discover several discs possibly 2 or 3. They are metallic flat discs with a highly polished surface. When you look at them from a certain angle they become hyper-dimensional allowing me to see into them. There is a whirlpool vortex of water on the ocean within the disc. The cyclone becomes more forceful and more powerful the more I stare into it. I can feel the water start to splash off the disc and into my dream dimension. I suddenly realize the purpose of the disc. I raise my hand to the disc allowing my hand chakra to connect with the energy of the spin. As it connects with my chakra, I suddenly see rivers like veins of iridescent green liquid. Every so often a green ball travels down the river like an Easter Egg. I somehow know this is what gives superheroes their strength much like Kryptonite. It also has the power to keep you young.
Knowing I have to focus on my responsibilities toward my roommates, I continue my inventory. My two new roommates are with me. I explain where things are situated in the house and what they are allowed to have access to. One of my roommates becomes very intrigued by the disc which I’ve set back down. I suddenly remember I have a picture of the disc on my phone. I wonder if I am able to activate the disc from my phone which would eliminate the need to carry it around to access its power. I am also worried someone else might steal its power from me or have it fall into the wrong hands or simply misplace it.
I pull up the image on my phone and place my hand over it as I did earlier. Immediately the disc is activated. Time is at a stand still. People around me are stopped in their tracks as the green rivers advance locking everything in place. Things are renewed and rejuvenated. The rains start to pour down. I can see flooding along my front door. I return the phone to my pocket allowing the rain to stop and the green rivers to recede. Everything goes back to normal. No one is even aware time stood still.
Last night’s dream was filled with very cool greater than life visuals. In the dream, I am on a spaceship although it is not until later in the dream where I discover the ship can fly and is actually a spaceship. At first, I am simply aware I am on a ship; a large vessel with many decks for various purposes. We are on a mission in a foreign world. The adversaries or targets of interest are not really adversaries simply a group of people from whom we would like to acquire more information. It feels like a practice game to prepare for survival among an enemy. I know this because both groups of people are on the same ship and the ship is mine. I appear to be intimately familiar with it except since I am in an altered state some of the memories need to be retrieved. At times, I simply have to go with my gut feeling.
We are working in teams. I’ve also played this Hide and Seek game before. There is a cloaking mechanism we use to hide from the adversary. It seems to be based on an inter-dimensional shift. I can tell because the ethers vibrate causing a kaleidoscope of color which makes the embers glow. It looks like smoke or fog with an opaque obscurity which helps conceal. There is something about my eyes where people can easily detect my presence. My eyes seem to be projecting images onto a movie screen. At this point, I open my eyes because I had to go to the bathroom. I open them slowly because I wasn’t quite sure which eyes would open, my waking eyes or my dream eyes. I didn’t want to give away my position in the hide and seek game. As I opened my eyes I peered out into my bedroom to try to determine where I am. My bedroom was glowing filled with etheric embers. Both worlds were super imposed on one another. I lift my comforter slightly to allow myself to slip out of bed unnoticed. The embers within the dream also glowed a golden color. One of my team members came over to remind me he could see my eyes. This was expected but yet not expected because after all I was awake and getting up out of bed and this person is not from my waking world.
I took it as a nod, I can take my pee break and return to bed. Upon returning to bed I immediately fell back into the dream. I can see the space ship has detached. The space ship has an upper deck and a lower deck and like the saucer on the enterprise it can detach from its’ base. The base is the part where most of the power is stored so to fly fast it needs to be returned to it’s base. I am worried it will not be reunited with it’s base. As the top zooms off in the distance, I see moments later the base zoom by at twice the speed to catch up to the top. As it readies to reunite with the top I am shown how the reunification process works. The top fits on the bottom like a lid fits on a saucepan. There are guard rails along the rim which guides the lid into place.
Once they reunite, I find myself on the ship once again. The training is over and now I am visiting with a little girl. She has found my mothers iPad which I still have after her passing away. The little girl seems to be intrigued by the iPad. Since I don’t have use for it anymore I offer it to the little girl. She swipes the screen and it illuminates revealing a picture background which reminds me I should wipe the data clean so she can put her own stuff on there.
In last nights dream, I am away from home at my work site. I see many trucks and construction men around me. They are breaking ground to build a new work site. I become aware of a fissure in the foundation which threatens to divide the site. I somehow know this fissure to be in my house also as it’s effects are felt by the entire neighborhood. I decide to leave the job site and travel back home to secure my belongings. My house is just a few blocks away and adjacent to the job site. There is havoc as people scurry to evacuate the area. The rush of people is causing delays in getting home. A truck driver offers me a ride. Assuming this to be the speediest route home, I accept.
Once in the truck, it becomes apparent he would need to travel the long way around the work site to get to my house. The offer now seems a bit backhanded as it really was of no help to me and is taking me further out of my way. I decide to get off and head back to the parking lot to cut through to the other side. I feel the urgent need to poop but I still have a long way to go. A small wet fart slips out which causes me to soil my pants. While in the parking lot, I ask one of the cleaning ladies if she can offer me a restroom where I can clean up a bit. She offers one of her janitor closets which has a small shallow sink with fresh water and some paper towels. I clean up a bit but notice the poop is alive with fish and tiny animals. It is a muddy river teaming with life. Where the poops runs into the clear waters in the sink I examine the various life forms. There are animals of all kinds. This is not standard poop but poop which must be preserved.
After depositing all the poop into the small utility sink with water I leave to continue my journey home. I have very little time to get there so I decide to travel in somewhat unconventional ways. I assume I must be dreaming and therefore must have special powers within this dream. Taking an example from one of the frogs in the sink I decide to try to leap frog my way out of the parking structure. My leap frogging works and I am able to quickly scale my way out of the parking structure only to find it does not exit out where I need to be. Once again, I am confronted with having to find an alternate route.
The animals from my poop are now fully constituted and offer me other resources and new ideas for getting home. There is one fish who is especially beautiful and a gifted swimmer. Following his intuitive lead, I follow him to my home.
I am secure and safe in bed where I immediately have a false awakening. An Airbnb guest arrives. I hear him enter and walk up the steps to the second level. I get up out of bed knowing I already have a guest in the upstairs bedroom. I am greeted by an Asian man and his 10 yrs old son. Something unusual catches my attention about the Asian man I recognize him from before and if I do it must be a guest who previously stayed with me and is returning. Knowing I haven’t changed the pass-code on the door I assume he simply used the old pass-code to enter the house. The boy runs into my bedroom to play with things in my room as if this was his home. At the top of the stairs I explain to the man I already have a guest staying with me and don’t have available space to accommodate him. I sense he has come for an ulterior motive. I sense he is secretly attracted to me. I can see he is getting an erection in his pants. I don’t think it is a match since I am generally not attracted to Asian men. He excuses himself and proceeds to leave with his son.
It occurs to me to check to see if my son is with me. I return to the my bedroom where his son was playing only to find the infant car seat is empty. I go into a panic wondering where I might have left my child and in who’s care did I leave him. I head downstairs where my nieces are gathered. I suspect one of them might have smuggled my child with them. My niece Ester smiles at me with a mouth full of teeth so white they look fake. She smiles a second time long enough for me to carefully examine her digital teeth. There is something electronic about them. Maybe it is the means she uses to whiten her teeth. As they leave, my niece Daisy is the last to say goodbye. She places her hand on my voicebox and transmits a message like a ventriloquist. I immediately feel the vibration of her voice within my voicebox but the sound is muffled I can not understand the words. The look on her face tells me she is very happy for me and is confident I will find my missing child.
I next walk toward one of my guest bedrooms passing through the kitchen and dinning room where the Asian man’s son is sitting at the table waiting for someone to feed him. Knowing the Asian man must still be in my house I open the other bedroom door. The Asian man is in there but blocks the door from opening fully. All I can see is his face and the baby blue t-shirt he wears. One thing which strikes me are his soft youthful features. I have a feeling my son is with the Asian man.
Last night’s dream was a repeating dream as if the dream wanted to make sure I got the message. In the dream, I am readying the baby stroller checking it over and learning how it functions. The documentation on the stroller says it comes with an optional bassinet available at a significantly reduced price. It is not the bassinet I had intended on buying so I am somewhat reluctant to inquire about getting it. Slowly with each iteration of the dream, I become more open minded. Each time looking over the features of the bassinet they offer. The features seem very nice and acceptable but I still have my heart set on a different one which I had previously previously picked out. Again the dream repeats until finally my alarm clock sounds.
I quickly snoozed it pausing for a moment to reflect on the bassinet offered at a significant discount. I am torn between the one I want and the one which is being offered in the dream. As I fell back into my snooze, I see a woman who looks at me as if to ask, “Have you decided yet?” I think she can tell I am having difficulty with this one. A thought comes to her mind and she opens her eyes wide open implying she has a bright idea. Her image disappears when my alarm rings for a second time.
Wanting to know more about the bright idea, I quickly snoozed the alarm. I grabbed the dog gave him some morning kisses and readied myself to receive the gift. I slowly fell back into my dream state where I am now looking through an obfuscated window. The glass on the window is made of honey combs. I can see through the hexagons, through the golden jelly which fills each hexagon and off into the distance where blinking lights seem to be fluttering. As the lights approach the window, I can tell they are not lights but instead flying butterflies or possibly dragonflies. The light is produced by the sun shining on the wings of the butterflies. Their wings are flapping slower than a bee or humming bird. They approach even closer to reveal their little bodies which look more like Tinker Bells. At times the light coming through the honey combs is refracted off the Tinker Bells which reminded me of a kaleidoscope. It was beautiful beyond words. Again my alarm sounds.
I quickly snoozed it yet again feeling I needed more clarity on the vision. I quickly fell back into the dream state. This time, I could see shooting stars falling toward me. Each star when it entered the atmosphere of the night sky in my mind blazed in a splendor of color, yellows, orange and peach tones.
Before the alarm sounded again I knew I had no sleep left. I turned off the alarm and laid in bed meditating on the meaning.
~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
The subconscious speaks in pictures which are not easily translated. Maybe they are meant to be felt and experienced. Where the images come from I don’t know. What amazes me is the clarity with which the mind can formulate the images with such perfection. I am not an artist with any ability to draw so how does my mind create such things. Simply amazing.
Last night’s dream was a bit unusual in that I dreamt about my ex-partner Joe who I pretty much hate for the way he has treated me following our break up. What was unusual was that I still had feelings for him in the dream. The dream goes like this:
I am at a marina where many boats are docked. Each boat is a business. Joe works at Levitt & Quinn with offices on one of the yachts. When I see him I am very happy. He stirs fond memories from the time I worked at the law firm. It was my first job right out of high school. I worked as a typist preparing divorce papers for low income families. (Joe never worked there except in my dream.) The memory hits a sweet spot knowing he has managed to work there for most of his life and is the only job he has ever held.
A memory comes to me that Joe and I are no longer together yet I happen to be in his quarters. I look around to see how he has been living all this time. His furnishings are simple and very much like Joe. I can see he is doing some construction on his unit. The workers are building a cabinet. I decide to offer him a suggestion on how to make the best use out of it by changing the materials a bit. The cabinet is where they place things like the life vests. Joe is already at work on a distinct ship. Needing to get a message to him with my recommendation I decide to use his iPad to communicate with him. I write on the iPad a note which he will be able to see where he is at telling him to use a higher grade of wood on the lid such that it will be better secured. Doing so will allow him to use the lid to set heavy objects on if necessary when entertaining guests. I am happy because he will know I am in his quarters and I am not angry at him. Its a feel good moment for me to be able to help without any resentment toward him. He thanks me for the suggestion and instructs his crew to follow my recommendation. They will need to purchase the additional materials needed.
I decide to leave but first I head toward the law office of Levitt & Quinn to say hello to everyone. Once on the ship I can feel the ship moving. It is leaving the dock to set sail. With quick action I know I cannot remain on this ship. I disembark by jumping across to another ship.
Last night’s dream was very powerful. In the dream, I am in my own house yet it feels like my house is occupied by other people who are making decisions about it. A woman is in charge of all affairs within the house which she uses as her business. She has hired me on in some capacity possibly as an administrator or representative. The woman is so powerful and magical. She commands the forces of the universe with grace. Everyone is amazed at her power. All here wonder how it is she does what she does. I am on my first few days at work just learning about the woman and her home business. She has many workers working for her and the house is huge with many rooms. They are doing construction on the house in some areas. They are excavating the basement where there is a fireplace. She is planning on removing the fireplace all together to create a more open environment. I can see where they are removing the plaster which covers the facade of the bricks 5 inches thick. Upon seeing the exposed brick, I immediately sense, this is my house and I am not approving of removing the fireplace. As they slowly remove more and more of the plaster covering the bricks it exposes the firebox which has been closed off and sealed. I have a sense they are not removing the fireplace altogether but instead restoring it to its original usable form. As the bricks and plaster that have closed off the firebox are removed, I can see into and beyond the firebox into the foundation upon which the house was built. The pillars supporting the house are enormous yet the crawl space under the house is small and claustrophobic. I am momentarily swept in under the house as if traveling through a worm hole. I become dizzy and disoriented. The rush of euphoria is incredible. I quickly return to my original thought. I wonder how much courage the workers had to work beneath the foundation of the house. The workers were working from within excavating their way toward me. It is a two way effort.
The mantel is now visible. It exposes a silver and black metal relief over the fireplace. As more and more layers are removed exposing more of the fireplace I am filled with insight about how the woman commands the forces of the universe. It is not all of her doing she simply summons the energies of her forefathers throughout the ages. Theses things within her house bear the connections. Everything in life has an energetic connection to the past.
With my awareness I too am now able to command these forces. I remember I can fly. I raise up off the ground as everything below me begins to spin. I realize I can make decisions here to affect the outcome of the the construction on my house. I have a say in what is done here. To prove this, I command the spin to pause, adjust like dialing a combination lock. With my thoughts the spin responds like a DJ would scratch on a record.
In last night’s dream, I am with OB. I am teaching the baby the ropes on the dream space. The baby is a young adult maybe in its mid-20’s. I can not see my child but I sense it’s presence over my shoulder as if riding piggy-back. I am confident in my training as I systematically walk through the lesson. We are trying to get back to my childhood elementary school to eat at their cafeteria. Along the way, we stop at my Junior high school since it is closer and happens to be on the way. The kids are monitoring the walk up food counter. We say hello and they show us the avocado sandwiches they have prepared for the day. I tell OB we need to continue and go all the way back.
We are almost there. We come to a street which is cordoned off by the police. Instead of the yellow tape the police use a thin baby blue tape which has high technology encoded into the tape. It reminds me of the LED lights used in my aquarium. I tell him they are probably surveilling our every move. We walk under and past the tape and arrive on the playground of my elementary school. It is early and only a few administrators are here. The children have yet to arrive. It occurs to me I should probably show OB how to fly. Even though the play ground where we are standing has more open space in which to demonstrate flight I choose instead to march on to the cafeteria which is the destination.
Now on the front steps of the cafeteria, I take a moment to demonstrate flight. Since there is less space here than on the playground I decide to shoot straight UP in the air. I soar like a rocket to heights not humanly possible. I have so much reserved energy I continue climbing in altitude even after I’ve stopped.
Now floating at the APEX of life and am still climbing from sheer inertia and momentum. I look down in the direction of the playground and wonder how am I supposed to land on the playground from this altitude. I have learned to fly but have I learned how to land? I assume it must be no different than landing from horizontal flight but the altitude is just so great. Slowly as my forward momentum decreases I begin to descend back down and land gracefully on the walkway between the cafeteria and the playground. I feel a sense of accomplishment having successfully taught OB how to fly and returned to my point of origin.
~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
This dream had striking similarity to my dream Wait One Cent (October 15, 1995). I’ve always known this dream to be a pivotal moment in my life. It solidly connected me to my dreams and inspired me to write my book. It left me feeling, “More will be revealed.” It is why I journal dreams today. I’m still looking for clues to the “more” from beyond to guide my life. I think this APEX dream confirms another pivotal moment and that is deciding to have a baby. The dream My Mother’s Name Is Penny which I journaled in 2008 10 years before I even embarked on having a baby links OB with the my penny dream. Some day I will put together another book to tell the story of all the dreams that have guided me to this APEX of my life of having a baby.
I don’t remember too much about last night’s dream but it goes something like this. I am at someones house possibly mine. There is someone maybe an Airbnb guest who is using the bathroom. He has been there for a long time. I need to brush my teeth. He is standing slightly to one side of the vanity. I finally confront him telling him I need to brush my teeth. I remark, “…well you’ve been there for a long time.” Without exchanging words an answer comes back. He tells me that’s why he has been standing off to the side. In other words, he is allowing me space to do my business. He in essence is waiting on me.
I proceed to brush my teeth removing the tooth brush cover. The shape of the cover strikes me as odd. It is cream colored. I don’t recall having one in real life but I brush my teeth and head to the kitchen where my mom has made some dolmathakia. She has two type on where the grape leaves are plastic and another where the leaves are true grape leaves. I immediately recognize the way the grape leaves are folded as if there were a family fold to the leaves. Curious I see both the plastic grape leaves and the real grape leaves to be equal and satisfactory in part because what matters is the fold.
~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
Dolmathakia: The name comes from the Turkish word dolma, meaning “stuffed;” and aki means “little one,” so adolmathakia is literally a little-stuffed wrap.
I found it interesting I’d dream about this food. Dolmathakia is something I’ve eaten and I like but I don’t have it often more like seldom if ever and it wouldn’t be anything my mom would make. I also found it interesting that I recognized the fold as being identifiable and associated with my family’s way of doing things. It draws me back to something I’ve never before journaled about before. For a long long time a symbol has been showing up in my dreams and visions. This symbol appears over and over and over again. It is abstract and shows up in the way things are arranged or lay or in the way hands are placed. I could equate it to the doing I love you in sign language. It is something that happens so frequently I’ve just become attuned to recognizing it. The grape leaves were folded with this pattern which I recognized immediately by looking at the ends where the folds are visible. It remind me of E=MC2 or the Om symbol or the letters M ( 3E ) C. It can be expressed with the hand except I’ve never been able to replicate it. It has to be viewed from a specific angle like shadows on a wall. This is a mystery I’ve not yet solved so I have refrained from writing about it. I’ve often wondered if I am seeing it in another dimension who’s attributes I am unable to describe because I’m limited by this dimension. One thing I know is it is consistent and obviously recognizable.
Last item is when I first woke up I had all the dream in my mind. I remembered everything. It felt amazing. I thought to myself, this is something I will journal about today. I no sooner had that thought when all was lost. I simply couldn’t replay the tape in my head. At that moment I had a vision where I could see 3 dimensional block letters having height width and depth to them floating in the air. When the letters arranged themselves it read phonetically Jury.
ju·ry1/ˈjo͝orē/ A jury is a sworn body of people convened to render an impartial verdict (a finding of fact on a question) officially submitted to them by a court, or to set a penalty or judgment. Modern juries tend to be found in courts to ascertain the guilt or lack thereof in a crime.
So interesting where this stuff comes from and what it all means.
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