(From May 6, 2018)
I dreamt that I was watching the beginning of Murder, She Wrote where it shows the different scenes of the show. It showed on a wall the year 2000 with several names of famous people. They were having a party.
One of the names I remember was Willa Cather, a poet. I saw her with other people standing around talking. I then saw Jessica Fletcher (Angela Lansbury) with another woman standing behind a rectangular table so that their legs were hidden. I saw an Aladdin’s lamp with shiny liquid in it. I thought it was a candle but maybe not.
I then was expecting to see commercials but the show continued. I heard a man’s voice talking about a woman. I don’t remember what he was saying but Jessica and this other woman made comments about how this woman was / is needed (?).
I saw myself nursing a baby on my left breast.
(From May 5, 2018 Sarah)
I think a (adult?) daughter came to me and introduced herself as Sarah. I didn’t see her features.
(From May 2, 2018 Too Late)
I asked, “What is the right situation to regain sight?” The words, ” It’s too late to apologize ” from One Direction popped into my head.
(From April 29, 2018 Let It Happen)
I dreamt that there was a guy in the house and at first was thinking it was Ali. A side door was open and I could see the lady from across the street (who steals cats, even ours, and gives them to others) with a couple other neighbors coming to her.
This guy was loudly calling out to them, “Hey” because he wanted to know what they were up to. I then realized that this was not Ali and that Ali was in his room.
These people had made flyers to give out to the neighborhood to bring them together as a community watching out for each other. I then saw the neighbors gathering in the street in front of the house. I never saw what the flyer said / had on it.
I realized that the lady who organized this (from across street) was not there. Ali was not there either. I sent him a message but didn’t know when / if he would get / see it. I was wondering if this community thing was for real, or a facade.
I then was sitting on a couch and saw a kitten (1 – 2 months, or less) on the right arm next to me. There was a note next to it. I think I looked at it, not remembering if I read it, but knowing the person who wrote it wasn’t able to take care of it.
The kitten was transparent so as to be able to see the organs inside. I cautiously picked it up, slightly jumbling the organs, thinking of giving it to a shelter because I too didn’t know how to take care of it.
There suddenly appeared water and an alligator at my feet, wanting to eat the kitten. At first I was going to let it happen, but as the alligator got closer, I decided against it. The alligator was able to slowly pull the tail out of the body (like those books with tabs to move to make parts of the picture move), which was also transparent.
I then put my hand on the alligator’s mouth to keep it away. It took my hand in its mouth. I grabbed / pushed on the inside of the mouth hard enough that I was let loose.