Finally Made It

Last night I asked the same question. I dreamt that I was part of Ray Liotta’s family. I don’t remember how. There was something about an in – law. I was excited because I had finally made it.

I dreamt that I was driving up a hill in a white pickup truck I used to have. There was a woman in a work truck in front of me. For some reason she stopped (halfway?). She was motioning me with her right hand but I didn’t know what she was trying to tell me. There wasn’t enough room to go around her on the left. I had thought that she was telling me to go around. 

She then started backing up. She got close to the truck but never touched. I was then woken up.

(From Sept. 7, 2018 Sideways)

I asked about the voices. I dreamt that I had taken a test (English?) and was anxious about what score I got / whether I had passed. I felt like leaving before finding out. 

I dreamt that there were flashes of bright light(s) in the sky. One of them, in the right, was Christ, from the torso on up. He was sideways, showing His left side. This happened a couple of times. I don’t remember if He came down or if that was it. I was pointing this out to family. 

I dreamt that Amy was lost / missing and I was crying. I was able to take off / stop work(ing) so that I could search for her. The family showed up, thinking I was still working but told them I was able to search for her. 

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Get This Out of Me

Last night I asked what the date is. I only remember the dreams at the end. 

Travis and I were on the same bus. He was acting more like we were just two people on the same bus, though he was conscious that I was there. We got off at the same place to walk home. I think I was going to get off sooner but decided to wait. 

I dreamt that I was lying down on my left side, as if I had been sleeping. I’m not sure where I was as the details faded as I was waking up but knew there were people around. 

I dreamt of being on a ride / tour with other people looking at houses that are for sale. We passed by one, or more, up on a hill that was on my left. There was one rectangular shaped and was two stories, with windows along the back. There was music playing and it was “said” that when music is playing, that means something. I knew what that means in the dream but forgot when I woke. There was also something about the house being expensive.

I felt that something had come out of my butt, between my cheeks. I grabbed it and pulled out a handful of what looked like dog food. I thought about when I ate some when I was little. It continued to come out, grabbing it by handfuls, and placing it in a row in front of me. As I continued, there began to be some light colored peanut butter textured poop. It didn’t freak me out because there wasn’t a whole lot,and I knew that I had to get it out of me. The line grew to several feet. I felt a bump on the outer side of my right butt cheek, knowing that I had lots more to come out, so I decided to take a break. I wondered why I didn’t just stand up and let it come out on its own.

No Trouble Standing 

(From May 30, 2015)

I was on a bed, on the side of a very steep green mountain / hill, with my head towards the bottom. There was a horse, up near the top, feeding. The mountain / hill was so steep, that I was amazed that I wasn’t flipping over. 

(Ali’s dream)

We were hiking Runyon Canyon. He said to me that he liked my voice, that it was unique. The other people then started telling me that they like my voice, surrounding me as we were walking. Ali was thinking how he was the first to say it. 

(From May 31, 2015)

I’m standing, with other people, barefoot. I’m noticing that my toes are stubby, about as long as the first knuckle, whereas the other people have regular size toes. I have no trouble standing. 

Always stay ahead 

(From April 29, 2015 First flying dream)

I have begun flying, but at first not sure if I should / can. There are people / animals crossing a lake / ocean, crossing on the ground, having an ice tunnel cover them as they go. I am flying to the left of them. I touch, with my hand, the ice. It has a different / interesting / weird feeling to it. There are dolphins swimming ahead of this tunnel. The tunnel gets close to them, but they always stay ahead. 

I don’t look up, knowing that I shouldn’t, and that the dolphins will let me know when. There is a mountain that we’re getting close to, and I know the dolphins will let me know / won’t let me down. 

(From May 3, 2015)
I’m in a car, with family, being driven up a steep hill, in the evening. It’s so steep, I feel as if the car is going to topple over. I’m amazed that people would live here. I’m thinking that they most likely do all, or the majority, of their shopping in one day. Do their brakes wear out faster? I’m also thinking about the workers who built these houses, and the equipment they had to bring up. 

We are going to a church member’s house because there is to be a party there. Their house is just a regular house. The party is outside. The family stays inside, not coming out, doing their own thing. We are the only ones there. I think / say that perhaps others don’t come because this family always stay inside. 

Travis kisses me for several seconds. It feels good, even though I’m still with Ali. 

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 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. 

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.

It’s Hard

The word “consciousness” came to mind, then Ali told me that it’s hard.

(From Oct. 12, 2014)

The world was going to explode at a certain time, but it didn’t. Don’t know if because it wasn’t going to, or it wasn’t going to at the exact time, on the dot, that was expected.

Greg, but not, looked like a Russian woman. He had gained about 30 pounds, which wasn’t noticeable from the back, and wearing a black dress with belt. He brought the belt up to his breasts.

He had been asked to say a closing prayer (before the explosion ?). He was standing, moving his arms with expression, and started to talk about, before the prayer, with a Russian accent, a weight loss program he was selling, and would need $300.

(From Oct. 11, 2014)

Woke up with the song, “Happy Ever After”, by Julia Fordham.

(From Oct. 10, 2014)

I’m at a (shoe?) store, and hip hop / r&b is playing. The majority of the customers are black. I go to where the music is coming from (front?), and change it. I turn the dial to see what else is playing, but as I turn it, the music stays the same.

As I change the music, I think to myself that I overrule them (the blacks).

Instead of getting upset with me, most of them go to the / a back room to listen to their music.

Still in the store, I have brought two Skechers catalogs that I had gotten in the mail, and am looking through one of them. A young black female is next to me, and she is telling someone else about a couple of the shoes, so I give her the extra one to look through.

(From Oct. 9, 2014)

I was, but wasn’t, in the movie “Alexander and the…. Very Bad Day”, but the circumstances were different. I’m sitting at a rectangular table, at the end(?), with other people, eating. I then see to my left, that several black women have sat down, on both sides, and the end. I tell them that someone else was sitting there.

(From Oct. 8, 2014 Ali’s dream)

He is jogging along a gravel road. Others are there as well. Small towns are along the way. There is a hill that he needs to jog around to come back.

Don’t Lose The Baby

I’m in the passenger side of a car. My dad is in back, needing to come up front, waiting for me to move, but I don’t. He ends up front anyhow. Somehow I have the brake pedal on my side.

My dad drives fast, and I am amazed that I am able to slow the car down as he turns corners (right).

We have come to a small hill, with a road on top. We wait for the cars to pass before driving up / joining them.

Marie Osmond

I have two plastic pieces to put together, but don’t have the substance to / that hold(s) them together. A lady tells me I can buy what I need cheaply. I calmly respond, “Or buy what works”, implying that cost doesn’t matter. She is stunned / shocked that I would say that.

I’m in a van / bus / RV, with other people. We are waiting for something. I have someone’s baby (6 months?). I’m letting it crawl around. A lady tells me not to lose the baby.

Some of the people are standing, speaking Arabic. Sowin is across from me, on the other side of these people. He is Iranian, but understands Arabic. He is listening, but not participating, with his head slightly down.

It is Ramadan month. I, along with the other women, who are Muslim, have plastic wrap around our heads, like when a robber puts on a stocking. I’m still able to breathe. We are strictly not allowed to poke any hole(s), or danger will come to us. Even still, I want to poke a pinhole in between my slightly parted lips.

I have a knowing that everyone has to walk through a tunnel, as is done during this period, women having to wear the plastic. They are allowed to remove it when they reach the other side. I’m amazed that these women are able to do this. I don’t see the tunnel, so don’t know how long it is.

Some of the men are discussing how / that they hate / dislike praying in that room because there is no room to maneuver / move.

As I am waking up, I see myself crying because I have “lost” my baby.

The name Kamar comes to mind.

Ali is picking up his grey hoodie that he had had sized for him. One of the ladies / the lady had stitched something on the top of the flap of fabric that is inside by the zipper, as a memory of his lost baby / son.

Submission

(Warning: little gory at the end.)

I’m somewhere where there are people, but I’m not with them. There’s food in a separate room. I go in by myself, seems the others let me go first, by myself.

A lady (used to be secretary at D. I.) is sitting behind the food table. I grab ?, then some tortilla(?) chips that are almost near the end. I then realized that there isn’t anything to drink, but then remembered that I brought my own grape juice / drink, and pb&j.

I go to throw away the food crumbs, along with a plastic bag / wrap. After I let go, I see what looks like a black bug crawling out. As it keeps moving, it grows into a kitten, walking towards a small hill / mound in front of me, diagonally to my right.

As the kitten is walking, I see a big cat. I then think, “Oh, this must be a bobcat.” It then has its claws in my left pointer finger. I’m wanting it to let go, not sure what I’m doing so that it would, but doesn’t. I then say out loud, “God, let these claws come out.” After saying this, one claw tears through my skin as they come out.

After this, I see the black kitten has walked up the mound, where the white mother is stretched out, lying on the left side, head down. The bottom stomach area, and a small section going across the top of her chest, right below her throat, look like she has been skinned, and is dying.

The kitten goes to one of the skinned nipples to feed, and gets blood on its right paw. I look at the mothers face. She has a look of submission / “That’s the way life goes.” I then get on my knees, and heartbreaking sadness, cry out, “No! No! No!”