No Hanky Panky

Dreams 06.09.17

I definitely dreamt last night but it is sooooo hazy after rolling out of bed. There was something about me and SFS being in my old house and old childhood bedroom which was now occupied simply by a box spring and mattress. Except it really wasn’t my old house or bedroom but in the dream that’s what it was supposed to be.

I’m missing a lot of details today, can’t even tell if this is correct. My mother might have been in the house too, downstairs. I think SFS and I were thinking of getting naughty in my old bedroom and we started to a little bit but I guess my mom being in the house deterred us a bit. At least there was some self consciousness. That feeling I remember clearly.

There were Dinosaurs

Dreams 06.07.17

I remember scenes and characters from this dream, possibly not in order.

I was on holiday in a resort or summer home type of house. It was all decorated in a very modern but also classic French countryside style. A lot of white or light colors paired with blue hues in the fabrics and linens. The beds were all king sized, fluffy and super comfortable.

My family, my mom and stepdad, my sister, brother in law and nephew, my dad, and SFS were there in the house. It was midday and we had arrived only a couple hours ago. We were spread out throughout the house, exploring, getting settled. It felt very relaxing. I felt excitement at settling in then going exploring myself to soak in the local sights.

I had laid on the fluffy bed for just a few minutes then I noticed a trapdoor in the ceiling and instantly became a kid, thinking “Cool! A door to an attic in an old house just like the movies!” I got up out of bed and found a way to climb up to reach the door and open it. I don’t really remember the details of this.

Next thing I remember, I had found a dinosaur. It was a raptor I think, although the face was fatter, sized of course just like the 2 who chased the kids in the original Jurassic Park in the final scenes, maybe even a little taller. It was not aggressive, yet. It must’ve been drugged. At one point I think I was holding it, like I was snuggling with it in bed. It acted like it liked me, interspersed with a few snarls and growls (if a raptor could growl). I knew though, that whatever spell this creature was under would soon wear off and we would all be in danger.

The next thing I did, I think, was drape a large white sheet over the raptor and managed to carry it down the stairs and towards the front door. I could hear members of my‚Äč family behind me asking me what’s going on. The raptor was beginning to stir under the sheet and I hurried as much as I could. It was heavy and it was surprising to me in the dream that I lifted it fully off the ground.

As soon as I was out the front door, bright sunlight hit my eyes and I was blinded for a moment. The sun felt so warm and inviting though that I completely forgot my worries about the raptor. When I could see again what I carried was still covered in a sheet but I don’t know if it was the raptor anymore. Around our house was a old town by the sea because I could hear the ocean not far away. The sky was clue with few clouds and the day was just beautiful.

I jumped into the car parked in front of our place. I know nothing about cars but this was a supercar. Inside the driver’s seat was sunken low and everything on the dash, the way the lines and silhouettes were designed, this car was meant to be fast. 

As soon as I started the engine and hit the gas the glass frosted up at the edges and the scene outside the car was still sunny but it now looked cold. I slammed on the gas pedal and the car went as if sliding on two inches of ice, swerving all over the road, which was now a residential neighborhood with surprisingly wide streets. I got out of the car to see what happened and luckily no one was hurt. I could see members of my family walking towards me in the distance, with concerned looks on their faces.

Touring A Sports Camp

Dreams 06.02.17

I was with faceless “friends” in a large compound which seemed to be a sports camp for adults. There were a lot of manicured grass fields for soccer, football and whatever. There were tennis courts as well, and large long buildings that I didn’t go into but I can only assume that they housed back to back gymnasiums for all kinds of activities.

In the dream I think I had just arrived. My faceless friend and I walked to the dining hall and I got a quick tour of the grounds which is how I saw all these other areas in the compound. The dining hall was a concrete building which wasn’t exactly open air but it wasn’t enclosed either. Imagine one of those stone park washrooms which have full plumping but the way the roof and doors are constructed, you could never close all the doors to completely box up the space. That’s what the dining hall was like except it was ginormous. There were people spread out in little groups just hanging out at the stone benches.

At some point someone asked me where my phone was and I hadn’t realized I lost it. Then they pointed it out on some random ledge at one end of the hall and I had to walk to it to get it.

There’s a lot of other stuff I can’t remember. I recall at some point I had to go into a trailer with steps to go up to it and once inside there was just a harsh swinging light from the low ceiling. The walls were wood paneled and it looked completely black outside.

That’s all I’ve got today. Work has been stressful. Most days I don’t know where my brain has gone. I’m not necessarily sleep deprived but maybe my quality of sleep isn’t so great.

Creepy Cool Castles

Dreams 05.31.17

Feels like it’s been a couple of weeks since I last recalled a dream so things are not detailed at all, and most likely not in the right order.

I remember there being a portal of some sort, that’s a certainty. One side of the portal led to what I can only describe as a hipster wedding / bake and yard sale hosted in the circular courtyard of a castle. The environment was cool, overcast and damp. The ground was moss covered dirt and the surrounding stone walls were light grey and clean but weathered.

I’m sure I got this imagery from a horror movie where Daniel Craig plays a doctor / (spoiler alert) Baron who experiments on his virginal daughter / wife-reincarnate. There’s a scene where everyone is participating in a candlelight vigil type ritual with flowong hooded white robes. It all culminates with a final ritual in the middle of a circular, tall, stone courtyard. It’s probably not the right word for it but that’s where the portal led.
The other side of the portal I am pretty sure led to just an alternate universe. I believe one side, the people were still the same people I knew, but they did rituals to summon unnatural forces to obtain their goals. There was a creepy, maybe I need to circumvent their plans feel to many parts of the dream. There were also times when I, along with a friend who at that point in the dream was my ally, snuck around as not to be seen by the people we “knew” but they were the summoners, acting out their secret ritual. We knew that if they caught us right then, they would not recognize us as a part of their world because there would be that-world equivalents of us. We didn’t know the exact consequences but it felt deadly.

On the nicer side of the portal, me and this friend (don’t know who it is supposed to be in real life, not even in the dream), we roamed around the bake sale. I saw a tray of yummy checkerboard and spiral patterned, gooey cakey chocolate brownie things. I was definitely going to buy one but the vendor was nowhere in sight so I decided to whip out the old phone camera to post on Instagram. When I finally got into the app to line up my shot, I saw on the screen, my perfectly yummy composition ruined as the nicest piece of cake, the piece I was going to take, lifted out of frame. I looked up to see this arrogant but dapper asshole putting the cake on his own plate. He looked at me like, “What?” and turned to go pay someone for it. I thought I heard him mutter something to the effect of “you snooze you lose”.

Ascent to the Top

Dreams 05.24.17

It was as if I was the main character in a 3D platformer only I was controlling myself in the game. I had to get to the top. To do so I had to enter this floating mountain thing which was mostly grey and dark blue shades, then enter and exit tunnel entrances which slowly got me up the multiple levels of this mountain. It was a great challenge that exhilarated me as I worked through the tunnel puzzles to progress.

At the top I was rewarded at last with a first person view.  There were long wispy curtains, smoke and flickering light. The “cave” ceiling was very high. The flickering light which had the quality of fire light faded into darkness at the unseen too. Airy guardian-type beings greeted me but did not instruct me in what to do next. I walked or floated along, following them towards an unknown destination of this new “level”. The path ahead became darker as the fire light from behind slowly grew darker. I was no longer excited as before. The feeling was more like a weariness and cautiousness. I looked forward to what I would end up witnessing but trepidation is the best word I can use to describe it.

Go Time

Dreams 05.16.17

It was a post apocalyptoc world, either zombies or something gruesome. People now lived in internment camps like Hunger Games zones. For some reason out of our control, I was living in a camp which seemed to be mostly women and I was separated from my bf. Luckily I had my puppies with me.

There was much tension in the camp, amongst other people and between my sister and me. She said some not so nice things about bf even thougj she doesn’t know him at all, not one bit. Other people got into it with me too at some townhall type meeting.

We were all sitting on rafters, looking down at the middle area wr had designated as the speakong platform. They were mad that I had dogs with me, that I was prioritizing their lives over people’s lives by giving them food and shelter space over people.

I wrapped the dog leashes tighter around my balled up fists as I sat through their tirade. Then it was my turn to speak. I stood up and spoke passionately, from the heart. I told them the dogs were an asset to the camp. I told them how they could help us hunt in the outer areas and warn us of dangers that approached. All the while, I imagined them vividly in my mind’s eye, being these amazing tough dogs doing these things even though they had never done it in their lives.

People seemed moved by my retort and I changed the subject to people instead. My speech became motivational. I opined that if we stuck together and encouraged each other, we’ll all make it throigh this because this is our family now.

When I was done there were loud murmurs amongst the group. There was a lot of drama and emotion in people’s faces but it was clear to us all – now it’s go time.

Rewaking

Dreams 05.09.17

I definitely had another false awakening today. I remember being in a tropical, beachy place. I was once again preparing for something, nothing important I don’t think, maybe it was some kind of recreational activity. I believe I was expecting it to be something I imagined but it turned out much more rustic or amateur.

I was interrupted from all this because I “woke up” in the dream and thought it was already 8:00am, when I would normally wake up. However, in real life I had an early appointment and I already got permission to be late for work so I was going to sleep in just a little. In the dream, I slept in and several times I reawakened thinking I was snoozing on the alarm as usual, except there was no alarm.

When I really woke up and actually looked at the time on my phone, I was surprised to see that it was slightly darker in he bedroom than in the dream and that it was actually 7am. All that time I thought I was snoozing was actually dream time.