In The Middle

I rephrased the question, asking “What date is it?” I dreamt that I was in a different country. As I woke I couldn’t remember but Latvia came to mind. I was sitting outside in the middle of rundown (?) / dilapidated (?) apartments (?). There was a space for a campsite. I saw a young boy (10?) with red curly hair (?). I saw another like him on the second landing of the second floor. I wasn’t sure if that was him, another boy who looked like him, or a twin.

There was a lady there with me. She was telling me that there were homes for sale for $1000, or less than $1 in that country’s money. 

She also mentioned that we could die (?) from stomach problems from being overweight. As she was saying this I was standing in front of an Adirondack (?) chair that had some Hershey miniatures on the arm that were starting to fall off to the left. I was able to catch them before they fell. I was thinking that I didn’t need them, they were just here.

As I was waiting to fall asleep, I saw a black woman coming forward, asking a white woman (didn’t see her) if she knew Henry Winston.

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Anxious

Last night I asked who my husband is. One dream had water in it.

I dreamt that I was going to go on a date so I got there several hours early, not revealing myself that I was there. I had brought overnight things because that is what is done. As the time drew near, and I was getting ready, I decided that I better let myself be known. The guy was dressed up, wearing a light blue sweater. He told me that he had left me a message that he wouldn’t be able to make it that night. I didn’t get it because I wasn’t home. He was anxious for me to leave before the other person he was waiting for showed up. I was thinking as to how I was going to walk home with my stuff but knew I could do it.

I dreamt of a black beetle crawling towards me and then up my left arm and wasn’t able to get it off until it had crawled up a bit. I was repulsed by this crawling on me.

I dreamt that there was a hurricane coming. There was a family who left the area on their boat. As they were leaving, they passed by older men, on the left, lined up, facing behind them, in their rowboats. They were all friendly.

Someone had left their small white wavy / curly haired dog outside.

There were lots of people in a mall going about their lives and having fun, seemingly oblivious to the danger approaching. I was worried for them and didn’t they know that this building could be gone.

Right Before the Mother Dies 

(From April 25, 2015)

I am in England, with a couple other people. I am in awe that I am here, and yet, there are people back home, in America, doing their own thing (s). 

I am on an open train (?), taking a tour of Sherwood Forest, but up in the air looking down. It isn’t a forest though, and has metal red(?) horses situated here and there. I see tourists walking around. 

The train jolts, and goes down, like a theme park ride (The Simpson’s at Universal Studios), but I’m not too scared / worried. 

(From April 26, 2015)

I’m in Switzerland. I left on Friday, during the day, and ended up there on their Saturday, during the day. I was to leave to come back home on their Monday, and arriving here on Sunday. 

(From April 27, 2015)

I’m in a building, not big. The walls have small “holes ” / pocks. Two ladies have painted 3D motion pictures on the walls (where you tilt your head to see different pictures). One of them was of a black horse walking through / up / down (facing me) a stream. I got a little teary eyed, and told the ladies that it reminded me of Bambi, and then thought, “right before the mother dies “. 

Another picture was of a woman from shoulders up, wearing a coat with a fluffy piece around her neck. The ladies mentioned something to me about this one, but don’t remember what. 

(Ali’s dream)

I was being bossy, telling people they had to exercise / workout. 

(From April 28, 2015)

I’m watching a movie / show. The outside of a building has a blinking sign / letters because that’s how the owner wants it. 

Inside a / the building, two men have become aware that a body / person inside a drawer in a mortuary is actually alive. They have opened it up, and are looking inside. The scene is to the right of the drawer, same height, looking at the front of the men. 

Going Home 

(From March 27, 2015)

Theresa Caputo was here at RCC. A boy was also, I think. Her dad, and film crew were here. The college buildings looked more like a university. We were waiting to go in a building. I wasn’t sure whether to go up to her, or not, to ask a question, but I finally did. I asked her if we dream about something, water, does it always mean the same? She said yes.

We were finally able to get in. There was a small stairway to the right, with a wall around it, to get upstairs. I went over to use them, but it was a tight squeeze, so I didn’t use them (I had to go sideways).

We were in a theater auditorium to watch a production. There were people sitting in the first several rows in front of the stage. There was then a divider space for people to walk. There was caution tape blocking / reserving the first few rows of the seats behind the space, so I sat in the seat to very right, behind the sectioned off ones. Theresa hadn’t sat yet, and was telling me to move up. I wanted to say that I didn’t have a loud voice like hers (what does that have to do with moving seats?).

There were children (sitting behind me) with goodie bags from whatever was going on at the school.

There was a pond of dark water, with green moss(?) on top. A dolphin suddenly appeared, but didn’t bring its head up and out. Theresa, and a boy, jumped in.

(From April 21, 2015)

I’m a missionary, but I’m with either Baptists or Born Again Christian’s. My mission is coming to an end. I’m going home in May.

(From April 24, 2015)

Sasha Denton (don’t know anyone with this name)

Stability of the Building 

(From March 11, 2015)

I am lying next to a man, naked, on a bed. I am on the right side. He slowly starts to roll over to get on top of me. I say no, and immediately get up and dressed. 

I am holding someone’s baby, and need to give it a bath. 

There is a pool of water that is cleaning itself. 

I am in a building, not sure what floor, maybe top?, and I’m thinking it wasn’t made all too well. I’m not sure how long it’ll stand, even though the others have no problem walking around. 

There is a guy who has a cough, like a lingering cough. He wants to go to get it checked out. He has to wait, but he eventually does. I’m thinking that when he goes, he could mention the stability of the building. I don’t say it. 

Deborah (pronounce each syllable, ex coworker) is there. 

I mention to someone that if my hairs ( on my arm) were gone, my arm would look like a white snake. 

(From March 19, 2015)

I’m driving a car, speeding down a hill, brakes not working. I don’t hit anyone, or get in an accident, but others on the road do. 

The road finally evens w, but I’m still speeding. At one point, I can’t see what’s ahead, as if I was continually going around a bend. 

There’s a field that I’m finally able to go to to slow down. 

I can see for miles 

(From Feb. 14, 2015)

Greg, and Scot, had a younger brother who looked almost exactly like Scot. 

Greg was holding me, and spinning, in such a way so that I could stretch my legs out parallel to the floor, like dancers. At first I was worried about him being able to hold my weight, but realized he was doing it, then started having fun with it, talking a lot (I was quiet as a teen). Afterwards, I said, “See what a mission does / will do?” I’m not sure if he heard because he showed no recognition / validation of me saying it. 

Two E. M. T. ‘s came with a stretcher, but without the bed. There was a tall, skinny / thin male one, and a shorter female one. The male took some type of (crafters) glue, and put a strip lengthwise down the middle. He then put a board over it. This was to be the bed. After doing so, he went faint. Another female came out to check on him. As soon as she appeared, he popped back up, and she turned around. I thought that she should still check up on him. 

I was watching a Christmas episode of the Simpson’s. I don’t know if it had aired yet, or if it was a preview, but with “tighter” drawing. A lady, at a professional business building, on the main floor, was pointed out to her that she hadn’t put a Christmas tree up yet. 

I woke up with the song, “I can see for miles and miles”

I Didn’t Want To See 

(From Feb. 15, 2015 Ali’s dream)

Someone, renting from us, who was burning incense. I told them to leave, and told Ali, “I knew we shouldn’t have rented to them.”

(From Feb. 16, 2015)

I had bleeding legs from shaving to hard. 

I was inside a building, with separate rooms, for bands to come and give small concerts. The first room I was in was for KISS. They weren’t out / on stage yet, but everything was set up for them, and there were 4 microphones next to each other. Someone was speaking over the speakers talking about how the group came together. 

I then went into a room with Fall Out Boy. The singer was yelling the lyrics, and was almost laying down, propped up on something with his left arm, facing up. There were 20-somethings there, sitting as if in a living room, comfortable. 

It was known that sex happened among the audience. I didn’t see any happening, but left because I didn’t want to see. I went back to the room with KISS. 

(From Feb. 19, 2015)

Women were coming out of a building, not sure if it was a church, but they were dressed as such. I asked Amy, “Is that it?”, thinking there was more. 

As I was walking along one of the sidewalks, there was a brown pit bull / boxer. Some may have thought he looked scary, but he wasn’t to me. I then saw several black dogs on the other side of him. They were all happy, and doing dog stuff. I pointed out the brown one to Amy. There was also a lady with long brown hair. A Native American?

Amy was then going to drive us home. She was not on the road though, but on top of a craggy hill. She was waiting for a man to move out of a certain place / area so that she could go that way. 

He moved after us waiting several seconds. As we started to descend, I think I asked if she was sure about this, and if she knew what she was doing. We were always pointed down. The last I saw, after going over / past a ledge, the side of the hill went further in, which I think caused the car to start falling, back end starting / coming up and over. 

No One Wants Me

(From Dec. 2014)

I was in the top of a 14 story building. Don’t recall if it was for working, or living. I was worried to be there because what could happen if there was an earthquake? The building was swaying left to right, and no one was bothered by it, nothing moving around. As it kept swaying, small at first, then gradually bigger, the top would bend down until it finally almost touched the ground, like a slinky. At that point, I jumped out, also worried in case the building would suddenly stop, and break.

(From Nov. 20, 2014)

(Night before I asked why I was called “The Mother” in a previous dream)

Mark had given me a heavy duty white truck with a long bed. Later, I came out of the house, driveway to the left, saying, out loud, that I need security. The truck was backed in. As I rounded the front to the driver door, I saw a hand resting on the bed, coming from inside, behind the driver side. I wasn’t concerned. I finally saw that it was Mark.

After I had gotten in, he came inside through the back windows somehow.

I was driving to the end of a road, wanting to turn right. The scene looked as if in the mountains. There were motorcyclists, regular looking people, riding on the street, from left to right, that I wanted to go on. There was a white SUV (Volvo?) which came before them, with a smaller white car in between. There was a street across, on the other side, and to the left a little, going uphill. These motorcyclists stopped for some reason, and looked up at that street, as if in anticipation of someone coming down.

There was just enough space between the curb, with the white line, and the front/first motorcycle by me to go through, so I did.

When I got on the street after turning, I was now walking on a dirt road behind some ladies from church. One of them said something about Becky wanting to win the lottery. I said that I would like that. They didn’t respond / acknowledge that I had spoken. I sheepishly then thought that perhaps they were talking about someone else.

I then found myself starting to fall, holding on to the vines that grow out of the side of the mountains. I was saying out loud, “No one wants me”, saying it several times. No one paid attention to me, but I think Mark may have finally come over to help me.

Moist

(From Dec. 15, 2014)

A foal was being born.

Arnold Schwarzenegger was sitting at a table, on my right, that I was standing next to. He was watching me. I wanted to ask him about Austria, but couldn’t come up with a good question.

I then was sitting across from him, and had my right hand on top of his, thick and big and hairy, and saw that mine was almost as big as his, and made mention of this.

A wave was attempting to choke / harm me, but didn’t. Next thing, it was acting normal.

Water was spilled inside a building / church, from me, and I saw a door, so I opened it so it would go outside. It started to flood the greenery area in front of the door. At first I was concerned, but then thought, oh well.

I was searching for my mom inside this church. A lady came up to me, after I had gone in circles several times, and asked if I needed help. I told her, then she got on a walkie talkie, and started describing me. I don’t know why, and wanted to tell her what my mom looks like, but didn’t because I figured she had a reason for doing what she was doing.

Arnold was inside a temple, speaking, and said the word, “moist “. The people started getting excited over that, including some reporters who were in a separate room with a window dividing.

(From Dec. 17, 2014)

Some guys were after me with a weapon, so I said, firmly and adamantly , twice, “Angels, help now!”

(From Dec. 22, 2014)

Vague dreams all with Christmas theme.

Tubs / Unstable floor / Witch house

(From Dec. 20, 2014)

Either I was running for president, or there were people who had been talking about me running. I got a bit concerned, for a little, because of the corruption in the government.

Scared To See

(Night before, I asked, what delivery went well?)

I’m with someone, or several people, seeing a military plane (real skinny with long pointed nose) on a level area, pointing to the left, at the bottom, or near, of an ocean. It’s still in working order, the government having a military outpost here, so that they are close enough to the middle of the earth, so that they can send out a bomb, to the core, and blow up the earth. I mention that if I were to come upon this plane, while under water, I would be scared to see it because of how big it is.

There is a Mexican(?) family, mom, dad, and young teen daughter (with long black hair?), who live on the second story of an apartment building. The daughter is playing with a blanket sized piece of plastic, hanging from the railing.

Military men, dressed in black, and carrying a rifle(?), are running, to the left, to a fight / war (not sure). They are running through a short grassy meadow(?).

The Mexican family is with them, but running to the left of them, like in a “V” direction. There is a person, standing in the top middle of the “V”, making sure the men are going in the correct direction. This person is watching this family, not moving.

The family goes through the middle of a building, as if there were a tunnel, but the entrance was covered, not a door, but something thick as a door, but flexible.

When they were on the other side, I realized that it was their apartment building they went through, and that they were defecting.

Looking up, I saw the plastic still hanging, and pointed it out to them. They are not able to go back in, and get their things, for fear it could be dangerous. Seems though that the daughter was able to keep something of hers.

I see miniature horses, and small dogs(?), hooked up to sleighs, with people. They are leaving the area, taking a path that looks like the left turn of a track.

I see a man, looking like Bill Murray, gliding through the middle of them, like a skier / ice skater. He is wearing thick-soled, colorful thong sandals. I know that once he gets so far, he’ll have to start walking.

(From Oct. 6, 2014)

Briana is swimming in ice cream. She went in with her clothes on, taking them off, except bra and underwear, when she is under, and left them there, underneath. She decides to float on her back, her stomach sticking out.

Out of the ice cream, I notice she has a tattoo, on the outside of her forearm, of the name Steve. The letters look like balloons / bubbles, with different colors inside the letters, backed with a black background.

She has another tattoo, the f word(?), but the f is replaced with other letters.

(Ali’s dream)

He is in a huge building, dressed in camouflage, black boots, and military circular hat. Men are shooting at him, but Ali is quicker, shooting them first, using a pistol / glock and killing them. The men are mostly Arabs, with some Somali’s, terrorist’s, and maybe some Hispanic’s.

The building is like a maze as he runs from them. He then sees that he has to jump to make it to the roof / terrace, where there is greenery / grass. He starts to run to the right, but I am on the left, wearing shorts, telling him that it’s this way, running fast the whole way, with me in front.

The roof / terrace slopes down, then back up, being hilly, finally reaching to a valley below. The greenery continues to the end.