I asked, “What do I need to do to leave Ali’s house?” I dreamt something about blood.
I dreamt that I was in mom and dad’s bathroom, with another female (girl? woman?). I don’t remember why.
I was standing with my left leg up on the tub (?) and pulled out a full bloody tampon. Some fell on the tiles / grout and a couple drops looked like gel but not as dark. It was like the one used for cakes.
I was concerned about the grout but this female knew how to clean it up and started looking through a top drawer to find what she needed.
(From May 19, 2018 Mother)
I asked, “Who am I?” I was thinking, and feeling, that I’m a mother.
(From May 18, 2018 Book of Scripture)
I dreamt that I was driving the big truck that I want. Dark blue. I was at a corner at a stop light to turn right and I had to make sure that the brakes were working so that I didn’t come out in front of the oncoming traffic.
Amy (and Micalanne?) were waiting for me at an empty lot that was there at the corner. I drove in and stopped the truck.
I dreamt that Kyle was alive again and married to another girl. I had a distaste for him. I don’t know why.
I had a bed in the living room (?). A sofa bed? We may have been living at Amy’s.
(Don’t remember exact order of these next ones.) I was in my bed on Sunday morning, with eyes closed, when I heard this girl walking around and quietly say, “Book of Scripture” and another book that I don’t remember the title but may have been written by one of the church leaders, or / a prophet.
Amy was looking for these books and I made mention to her what I had heard. Either I, or Amy, then said that this girl has things to talk to / with the Bishop.
I was in Kyle and this girls bed. I was on his right. He asked her what she wanted for breakfast and she mentioned a certain type of taco. After he left, still in bed, she had his pills in a cup for him. I asked / said that he still takes his pills. She asked / said something about us not being together anymore. I replied that he had died.
Earlier in the dream she was talking about some people she had had sex with. One of them was her second cousin. She now was coming on to me. Telling me that she wanted me to suck her labia, but she used a different word, so I asked her to repeat it but she said never mind / don’t worry about it.
I was thinking that this would be my chance to see what it was like to be with another female, but I wondered if she was clean. I figured that we could do it the next day, Monday, when Amy was at work.
The Bishop and his wife came over for a visit. This girl asked who they were and then she disappeared.
Mom came back from a Dr appointment. She was standing tall and straight with her long hair. She had her weight spread out on her hips / waist. She was wearing a tank top with her shirt and garment top in her hand (s), as if she didn’t have time to change.
Her right temple of her glasses was broken off of her glasses with her still wearing it. I asked her what happened. I don’t remember.
Either Amy, or mom, brought in the mail. She didn’t have too much in her hands but she did have some for me. When she gave it to me, on the floor, there were tons of pictures in the envelopes that they come in after being developed.
The pictures of life with Kyle and I was so happy that I almost wanted to cry. One of the pictures was of our (dream) house that was two stories and at the corner entrance of the street.
The right side of the house was parallel with the main street (when inside looking front). Seems that the house may have been a subdued yellow. On the sidewalk between side of house and street had several big horses facing me. The front one seems to have been black.
The picture wasn’t totally clear. I had a couple muted broken black and white lines going horizontally across with muted black and white snow (?) covering the whole picture. These were not obscuring the picture but were enough to be seen.
The horses all of a sudden came to life galloping toward me and did this a couple times as if it were a gif. The horses then stopped, and when they did, the horses were sideways with some facing the street and some facing the house with heads down as if feeding.
I dreamt that I was talking to Ali, naming the streets where he lived in the beginning of living here in the states. He had love back then.
I then named a street that I assume was the one when he was at the University of Utah. It was ____ Ranch Rd. I said that he had a child there. I think I may have mentioned the next street. I asked him where the love went / what happened.
I dreamt seeing a (circular?) pergola with those tiny outdoor lights and a bunch of pinecones. I wanted to take a picture but decided not to.