A blonde young woman is shirtless. She has breasts, but no nipples. She said she was born a boy, but her mom wanted a girl. I was thinking she was probably a hermaphrodite.
This same woman(?) was in a black luxury sporty car in a house (in the hallway?). She was wanting to drive out of the house, but I was in front stopping her.
(Ali’s dream from Nov. 8, 2013)
Ali was at an open space where there was food. He ate some, then went back for more. I started telling him to stop eating. There was pasta, greasy foods, tacos, etc. He wasn’t paying attention to me, and kept going back for more. I was getting upset at him, and kept telling him to stop eating, and told him it’s on the inside he needs to work on. I finally grabbed his arm so he couldn’t eat more. he was not getting upset at me, and finally got up, and left. I kept yelling after him.
(Ali’s dream from Nov. 9, 2013)
There was an earthquake, and he was looking for a place to hide.
I was in a room with people and had to hold onto a horn of a unicorn (but a picture of one) in which I was surrounded by black with rainbow like colors. I then saw myself (but not my head) in this same room with these people.
(From either end of last year, or early this year)
I was in a mansion that was for sale on a landing that looked somewhat similar to this, but there were no carvings on the banister, just the spindles (?). There weren’t any windows, that I noticed, but instead, there was a closet in the middle. (I only noticed about 1 – 2 feet outwards on either side.) I was here with an older lady who was a Realtor. She was about in her late 50′s, early 60′s. As she was talking to me, I opened the closet. There stood a (wax?) figure, looking like a thinner version of me with long hair (about to small of back), a blouse(?), and skirt. The Realtor said the previous owner had passed away / died. This figure scared me so much I hurriedly shut the door.
My parents and I are staying in a high rise apartment for a week. The wind blows just enough to notice the building swaying / moving. I want to sleep so the week will go by fast, and I won’t feel the movement of the building.
I am with Pau Gasol, and others in a white room. I am standing next to Pau leaning on a wall above some of the others. I tell him he needs to go soon to warm up and get ready for the game.
I was a local singer, who ended up filling up stadiums. One of the songs I sing is titled, “Be still. Call me.”
I was stung by a bee, and I took it in stride.
A woman, in a red Mercedes SUV, under control, quickly reversed the car to get a parking spot for an outdoor restaurant (or at least they had some tables that were outside). She is parked, and sitting at the table. I’m sensing that snow is involved as she is sitting.
In the distance I see a spire of an LDS temple (Salt Lake City?).
Forgetting I had quit the day prior, I returned to work because there was a test to be given. As I was in the middle of the test, I remembered that I had quit, and I then noticed that my female boss(?) was in the middle of completing reinstatement papers for me, hoping to finish and turned in, before the main office finished with my exit papers from quitting.
I had walked up to Raymond Burr as he was in the middle of something, and asked him how he got started with Perry Mason. He started to answer, and I wanted to write it down. During this, in my mind, I knew he had passed away, and yet here he was. He looked as he did in the early Perry Mason days.
Briana, and another woman, were walking on a boardwalk, away from me. They were wearing dresses with a big slit in the back showing half of each leg, and seemed to go up to their waists, and that I had missed noticing their butts showing. They both had chubby legs.
A man had put his head in a bowl of dry spinach. Another person asked Briana, who was standing alongside the guy with the spinach, if they could have the spinach. Briana responded, “After he’s had his head in it? Go ahead.”
I woke up with the song Champagne Supernova by Oasis in my head, with the word supernova repeating.
I was in the house looking out a window (it was to my right) seeing a field next to the house (guesstimating about the size of half a football field) with decent looking, white apartments on the other side. A lady who lived in those apartments had parked her car in the field right close to the house, and was putting for sale signs on the car, asking $7000 for it. She was wearing a white / cream, short sleeve, little bit sheer, blouse. The signs were orange and yellow. She was having a little bit of trouble taping the signs, and had a little bit of a frustrated look, but was able to manage. I called Ali over to come look. We were assuming she got fired from her job, was needing to move, and needed to sell her car.
Other neighbors on the street were moving as well. I didn’t quite see the houses, but the whole neighborhood was white (not the people, the scene in the dream).
I was to sign and date papers for a bank, and to use the date of 6-31-12.
Mom had a (grey, or brown) guide dog that looked somewhat like a greyhound, but was almost paper-thin, not from malnourishment, but that’s how the structure of the dog was. Mom dies, and the dog goes to the back left corner of the garage, facing the back wall. I go over to it and bring it to be a part of the family.
There is what looks like a junkyard of stuff for people to buy in the backyard that my mom was in charge of. People are still coming to look (couple of people at a time), and I’m with ?, and ask if these people should still be coming.
I have shorts on, and pull pants (non-jean) on over to see how they fit. They fir pretty well.
I go to a game with Amy, bringing the dog along. Sara, George, Micalanne and the twins (Micalanne’s daughters) show up later. When they show up, Micalanne tells one of the twins to go get something to eat. I have the dog on a leash. The dog turns into an older woman, and goes to visit some people a couple rows down to the left. As she comes back up, she is holding some popcorn and something else. Amy is wearing a long sleeve shirt (like a man’s shirt), and has brought an extra one for me for when it gets cold. I realize this won’t be warm enough and walk to the house, which is practically next door, to get a coat.
I’m sitting next to an exterior window, seeing a golden retriever puppy that is being eaten by insects. The head is face up, but everything is gone but the skull (sides and back, as if it had been scooped out), and fur. The rest of the body is open, with guts showing, going down to about the bottom part of the stomach. The rest is still together. I think how sad it is for this to happen to the puppy.
Another golden retriever pup shows up next to the dead one, looks at, and goes over sticking it’s head where the head is, then bounds inside. Before coming inside, I mention, or ask, about someone grooming the dog because the fur was starting to look a bit scraggly. When it came inside, the fur was the normal wavy kind of way some of them have.
A tall man, close to 7 ft, if he isn’t already, weighing roughly around 600 pounds, walks out a door.
Me, and another girl, bleach our short hair (about jaw length). Mine is a shade of yellow, while hers is darker. I mention that I had used some bleach along with the product.
Kyle’s mom isn’t able to stay at the hospital, and is coming to stay with us. I’m doing something at the house while waiting (there’s a lot going on), but don’t remember what. His mom shows up, but I’m not able to meet her because of other people standing in front of her, and then I get pulled away. (She passed away before Kyle and I met, but I have seen pictures.)
Kim is sobbing because she is no longer able to be a guardian over a red pencil.
"Visualize yourself standing before a gateway on a hilltop. Your entire life lies out before you and below. Before you step through, pause and review the past; the learning and the joys, the victories and the sorrows -- everything it took to bring you here." - Book of runes.