Excited To See What Happens

I asked, “What should powerful parents know?” I dreamt something about being at a church function, and when I sat down at the end, noticed that I was naked when I was about to put on my garments and clothes.

I dreamt about a lady driving a lime green muscle cop car, from left to right, into the backyard. She got halfway and stopped. I was already out there, facing the house, then turned when she showed up. 

She had brown curled shoulder (blades) length, from what I could see, hair. I bent down up next to the passenger door, asking (verbally and non) her what she wanted, tapping on the windows. 

The Sun was starting to go down. I thought that I had seen a crow fly from the middle of the yard to the left, but also thought that there wasn’t one. I kind of pointed it out to her, asking if she had seen it, with no response. The windows were getting dark with the Sun going down and she started looking more creepy. 

I then saw the Siamese boy come bounding in the backyard, realized that I hadn’t heard or seen him for awhile. I was surprised that no one had taken him, and that he wasn’t harmed. I was wondering how to get him back in. I opened the back door, or got it ready, without being able to let the others out. He started to run past me and I was able to grab him without him hurting me.

The lady in the car then said something, as if something tragic had happened when she grew up here and then started to leave.

Her car then turned into a tow truck, or a truck from a towing company, like AAA. I was trying to determine the numbers behind the passenger door so that I could report her. I remember the first number was 5. 

She then ended up inside, driving same direction, stopping halfway to let her husband, holding a small cake / dessert, get in. Mom was sitting there, facing front, doing something, looking down, until I cleared my throat and she looked up. Dad sitting next to her right?

I dreamt that I was writing an apology on a plastic bag (that food comes in), with brown / rust color to a lady for my dad for an accident he caused.

I dreamt that Micalanne had filled a bathroom with all of her stuff, even though I was there first. I was talking with a guy about getting shelves put in for me. 

I dreamt that I was naked with a young (10 / 11?) Steve. I was leaning my breasts over him as he was sitting / lying down, like I did with Kyle.

I dreamt that I was with a young guy (18 – 22) with strawberry red hair. He said that he hadn’t been with someone who was bigger (weight) and was excited to see what happens. I then remembered that I had some toilet paper that I was using in place of a pad and mentioned that I needed to check, even though I pretty much knew it was clean. He then felt saddened by this. 

Getting Over It

I dreamt of bringing my red winter pj’s in my room from the drying rack.

I dreamt of hearing Christmas music after Halloween.

I dreamt that the concrete backyard was connected with the cat thief lady across the street. She let the orange and white (tabby?) cat out and he came over to eat, as if he was famished. The bowl was close to the border of both properties. I stood by him.

She had a friend over who told her about the cat eating. The thief lady came out, or only peeked out. Her house was flat with sliding glass doors. I gave a look at the friend, or said, or both, “Don’t even (think about?) coming over / touching this property.” I then said to the thief lady, “Karma.” And a couple seconds later, “That’s why your car was stolen.” They were both back inside at this point, and I could hear noise as if their nerves were rattled.

I dreamt that I was in line for an (amusement park?) ride, which curved a bit to the right up front. There were about 20 + / – shoes in the front, which were on a couple steps up.

The line was moving slowly and knew it would be a while for my turn to come. 3 hours? I was a little bit worried about how long the people (Amy?) I came with would wait for me. Still, I stayed, in case the line picked up.

I dreamt of sitting (stationary? in a bus?) with Coley (sister ex) in front of me, and a lady sitting on his right. She had an open notebook with “cancer” written on the left page. She had / has it and had gotten / is getting over it. She was upbeat about it. 

I was looking at Coley’s shirts (two layers) and was noticing what looked like a woman’s garment top. I wanted to tell him that he didn’t need to wear it anymore (because of his lifestyle), but didn’t.

I dreamt something about turning on an old tv, that’s used for video games, and turning on a video game. I was with a couple people. I realized that I didn’t know how to move the player, and took a while to figure out how to turn off the tv, mentioning that I didn’t know / wasn’t sure how to turn it off. 

I dreamt something about driving over a puddle.

Trash

Last night I said to show me a clarifying dream of who my husband is.

I dreamt of being at El Pollo Loco and seeing that Ali had left his trash / empty red cup to the right of my tray.

I dreamt of us going to a house that is for sale (we went to the open house) to check out the backyard. We drove up the driveway to where we could see it. The shape resembled the backyard of a house in San Bernardino I lived in with Kyle. We were still in the car when a young woman (20’s?) came out, wearing a lab coat(?). There was a gated fence around the property. She looked like she was intelligent enough to know the basics of her job, not much more. She was plain looking with shoulder length (?) brown hair. She told us that it was illegal to look at the back.

I then was inside and saw that it was being used as a day school for senior citizens. It was near time for them to be picked up. I asked a couple questions to a couple of them, figuring out if this would be a good fit for me to buy. I was thinking that maybe I could bring my mom so that she would have someone to talk to. Ali started getting after me for us to leave. I don’t know when / if I left with him.

Night time. I’m at the end of a road that curves to the left. There are what look like tall corn stalks on the edges of the road. I see cats in between them and I start to count them. There were about 5 or 6? I’m wanting to get a hold of them? They scattered as I get closer.I was holding a cat who also scattered when I let / put it down.

I Don’t Know Why I’m Here 

(From July 8, 2015)

I am in the main / family room (with big windows / doors to the backyard), sitting on the floor. Ali is outside. He walks past me (left to right), over to my bedroom (end of house), to knock on the window to let him in. I then wake, and hear a knocking on the window, louder than at other times. 

Kyle, and I, are in the Mexican neighbors house. Kyle is on the floor in front of the TV, unable to move / use his legs. The neighbors are gone, about to come back, having a party. They get back before we can leave. A visitor, for the party, sees me, and I tell him that I don’t know why I’m here. I am finally able to get out without them knowing I was there. I believe Kyle got out also. 

There is a fence between our yards ( our back is against their side, we actually have a brick wall). A car of theirs is in our back, driving through, and down, to theirs (part of their back goes down). I look where the car was, and see that they have made a swirl of steps / stepping stones leading to our back. 

Russian

(From Dec. 26, 2014)

Russian

(From Dec. 28, 2014)

(Night before I asked what do I do to support myself)

There was a bumpy hill in the backyard, the house being at the top. There was a tabby cat, on the left, lying on its back with the head upside down, and then turned to look at me.

Amy was there, and I told her that she should see Ali with the tiger (with black stripes).

There was an industrial looking fan, with a space between the blades, and edges. I was putting / dropping down gold coins through, and one got stuck.

Ali, and I, got married, then had sex, and it was ok because we were already married. Later (how much?), I was either thinking of getting a divorce, or we were going to get divorced.

On the hill, there was a single colored fox, rusty?, that I petted a couple of times, then it laid on its stomach, and worm size sausage looking links of poop came out.

I was topless, and my body was green. My nipples were half way down, and when I covered them, my body looked like a man.

(From Dec. 31, 2014)

Someone was reminding / telling Richard Branson , while standing on a balcony, how / that he likes/d Miami.

Kyle was lying next to me on the bed, naked. I was playing with him.

Reggie Dawson (don’t know anyone with that name)

Briana

Travis. I thought I was supposed to see him on the 18th.

A tall thin black man wanted to steal my trench coat. As he was leaving, in the dark, talking to us, I was looking at his dark blue / black knitted sweater he was wearing, making sure it wasn’t my coat.

Las Vegas

The family had gone back to Las Vegas for a visit(?). There were a couple of dogs I played with while there. After we got back home, there were also some dogs to play with. I mentioned to someone how I really missed playing with the dogs back in Las Vegas. While I said this, I was envisioning it, hoping for it to become real again.

I was inside a small racetrack where my dad was going to race (my family never watched / participated). Across the street, I saw a man placing a box behind some tall white metal doors he had, blocking the view to his backyard. His house was sideways so that the front door faced left. He put the box there so that his wife w/couldn’t say anything.

He then started putting things on his workhorse / sawhorse so he could make something out of wood.

The race started, and I was standing at the loop furthest from the street. I saw some runners running, starting to make the loop, towards me. My dad came racing from behind me, toward the runners. When they saw him, they moved to an outer track, and kept going.

Right when my dad was to (barely) pass me, his car stopped because a part of the car blew. My dad told me what it was, and what it did, but I don’t remember. It looked somewhat like a baby jellyfish, but with only two strings(?).

The guy across the street yelled(?), asking my dad if my dad wanted him to call for someone to come out, and repair it. My dad said yes because he would’ve fumbled his words, and wouldn’t know how to explain what was needed. I then heard the man on the phone describing the situation, what was needed, and where.

I’m at church, sitting in one of the front rows in the chapel. Bethany is to my right. She is holding a baby, and playing with it (girl?). I say that it likes it’s cheeks tickled, but (in the dream) I don’t remember how.

Bethany then gives the baby back, and I notice she is wearing a short white crop top, almost showing. I told her, “As long as nothing shows”, and the family were surprised that I would be so outright about saying that.

Thanksgiving

Several women standing by me. One of them asked me if I was supposed to fast today. The others chuckled at this, and one of them said that they (LDS) fast on Sunday’s, and don’t fast on the holiday’s.

Something about thanksgiving.

Larissa (ex-coworker)

Jeanie had become physically ill, so much so that an ambulance had to be called, and she taken out on a stretcher. She had become ill because when someone, at the pulpit at church, had been talking about Jeff (her brother who recently passed), several people in the congregation had been interruptive.

I was parking, little bit diagonally, in a two stall garage, in a station wagon(?). A man had come in, in front, from right to left, in his Smart car (the red and black colors). I moved back a little to allow him room, as there was some extra.

He was impressed with my driving / parking, and I told him that I used to have a Toyota pickup (with late husband, but didn’t mention that). He may have asked where I got it, not sure, but for some reason, I was having a hard time getting out how I had come into possession of the vehicle. I was fumbling my words a bit.

(From July 10, 2014)

A short Arabian man was speaking Spanish to his tiny wife. Someone nearby thought that strange.

I, and someone else, found, in a backyard, a small collectible doll, and what looked to be a shade for a ceiling light. It was shaped like the 60’s hairstyle with the flip at the bottom, like in Hairspray. It was colored / tinted a deep / dark purple, for to use at parties. It also had slits on the sides, in case one wanted to use them for books.

A man said we couldn’t take them away, but that they had to stay with the property.

Cemetery

Looks like a road up in the mountains. Two guys, touch of burliness to them, riding along, mountain to their left. They are riding fire “engine” motorcycles. When they get to where I am, they stop, and pull over.

A guy had a large screen monitor, for his computer, on the wall. It was on, but crashed, and eventually restarted. Since the iPod does the same, I asked him why that happens, and he said he didn’t know.

He had a (small) cemetery a ways from his house, in the backyard. Only about 12 could be seen, and were under some sort of table. Either he said, or it was known, that there were tons more below these top ones. A few belongings, including some paper, were on top of the markers of the owners.

We were looking at the different tombstones / markers, reading off the different states they were from.

To the left, I saw a female body lying among the graves, not moving. I figured she came here to die. After a bit, though, she moved, and got up, and began looking for her makeup case.

A tall, thin, professionally dressed, black woman walked over, carrying this girls case. They had talked the day before about the direction of this girls life, and today, the woman reiterating for the girl to call if / when needed.

Pick It Up

It’s night-time. There is water rising a bit outside of the front(?) door. I’m thinking that I want to take a picture of it. Greg, and I, are dressed to go somewhere.

A kitten gets out, from the backyard, and a strange guy kicks it a couple of times, not hurting it. It runs back to the backyard, and the guy kicks it again. It runs around, coming over by me, and I’m able to pick it up.

(Ali’s Dream)

Some people have come, and taken the cats, tying them together with a rope, and pulling them. Ali sees them, and runs after them, telling them that those are his cats, holding on to the other side of the rope, which was trailing behind.

These people kept going. A crowd of people show up, saying that those people went into Ali’s backyard, and took the cats.

There was a tug-of-war between Ali, and these people, a cliff behind them, with deep, muddy water below. Ali, and the cats, were pulling on the rope with enough strength causing these people to let go, and fall, drowning some.

Some of the people in the crowd were calling for help for those people, while others were saying they deserved to drown.

Fire trucks arrived to help those people who had fallen. The people in the crowd were saying that those who fell had gone into Ali’s property, and stole his cats.

Ali then took the cats home, and could almost hear them telling him that they felt safe here at home.