Pregnancy

I asked, “How do I find a way out?” I dreamt that I was in the beginning (within 4 months) of being pregnant and some liquids / fluids were coming / leaking out of me, which was normal (for pregnant women), and a little bit of green diarrhea. I was grossed out by it and was (almost) crying. 

I dreamt that I was pregnant (same duration) in Bible times (area, Rome? felt like it) at night, but I was wearing modern clothes. 

There was a diagonal opening, between two walls (?), to the left (like on the freeway). The one on the left had some glowy turquoise (?) color at the end, as if it had been dipped. The color was the color identity of the people on that side. 

I started to leave, and got about a football field length away. The people were frantically searching for “the” baby. I decided to go back.

I showed, what looked like a hospital bracelet that I had on my left wrist, to one of the searchers. I either mentioned, or it was written on the bracelet, that this baby had traveled / will have traveled the most miles. This was significant as it put the baby on the same level of importance as Christ.

I dreamt that I was outside at night at someone’s house (?) looking up at the sky and it looked like a bunch of orbs covering the sky. The wife, who was inside, had a name for it but don’t remember. Orb was in the name.

I dreamt that I was in a bed next to the right of another two person bed. I don’t know if it was big enough to be a queen. A young Steve was lying on the left side of that bed. 

I was looking at a gif of a forest / nature scene that had a black oval / thumbprint shape, tilted / leaning a bit to the left, show up in the front middle of the scene. It was there for several seconds then left.

Mom, and Steve (as he is now) came in. Mom was wearing a (black?) robe, covering herself, not wearing garments. I was thinking of asking Steve for a blessing, and that way the family w /could find out about the pregnancy. They left with me forgetting to ask.

The young Steve then moved over to my side of that bed and I was pushing him back over.

I dreamt of bike riding (the last of it) with a black guy and we decided to sit and rest / take a break where some people were. 

I then was holding only the frame of my bike, to set it down. After doing so, and turning back around to sit, I noticed that the guy was sitting in front of me. 

I started to get up to move forward to be next to him, on his left. He then raised up some money, with his right hand, telling me to get a drink. I asked him if he wanted anything and he skittishly said no.

I dreamt that I was in water (mid calf?) with a bunch of frogs. I didn’t want to touch them, and didn’t want them to touch me. I wanted out of there.

I dreamt that I was in an inexpensive store, with a couple other people. As we were leaving, or going to another section, to the left, I noticed several suitcases piled on their side on the floor. I thought that they looked like temple bags / cases.

I dreamt that I was in a store (same?) that had car rides (like the train rides) for the children while the parents were shopping. I may have been pregnant again. I was sitting in line, up front, with the other children. 

There were some already seated, waiting for the ride to begin. They didn’t seem bothered by the wait. While waiting, I saw (in mind?) a real vehicle driving, and seeing the bumps / vibrations from it moving (like in a movie / show).

Up ahead, to the right, was a doorway / opening to go to a different section. I saw lights beaming in to the store on the other side. It was from parents coming to pick up their child / children. I then wondered if that was so, or if someone / thing was going to walk in where I was, with the lights. No one / thing did.

A lady then showed up, walking from behind me on my left, to the aisle in front of me where the children were waiting, walking to the left, to pick up her daughter (didn’t see), saying that it was the second day of freedom everlasting. I assumed that she meant from her husband and that they would always have money so that she didn’t have to work.

I dreamt of seeing a girl in a shopping cart (same store?) looking back to the space behind the cart, and talking. She was in front of me to my right. I wanted to ask her who she was talking to but didn’t know if I should.

She then saw me looking at her and froze for a couple seconds then started back up again. I figured that whoever she was talking with told her that I’m ok and won’t think that she’s crazy.

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Not Showing Up 

(From Feb. 15, 2015)

The Siamese dad came back, and looked as if nothing had happened. I pointed him out to Ali, asking if that was(n’t) him. (He was purposely run over.)

At a family gathering, I hit / punched Micalanne in the face, with all my strength, on two separate occasions, causing her to fall back and hit her head. 

Judy was passing a white paper for people to sign for someone’s birthday. Someone else gave it to me to sign. I was surprised that she would allow me to sign, since she’s upset with me. 

After the gathering, I was walking home, and about a block away, I started running. I was upset, saying that it can’t be that my mental capacity is handicapped. 

When arriving at the house (when I was an older teen), I stayed outside, sitting with some others, with the door to my right. 

Mom had brought back some leftover food. I wanted some of the desserts with some chocolate topping. Mom said that Becky (a friend) goes to an Italian church now, and took the chocolate topping with her, to take to work. 

There was a race to be held, and one of the starting points was in our front yard, going to the right, using the lane dividers as used for swimming. Barbie was going to participate, using a wheelchair, and commented how narrow the lanes are. 

(From Feb. 23, 2015)

It was getting dark. Ali had said he would come get me, but he wasn’t showing up, so I started to walk. As I was crossing a street, I was carrying chains (like Marley in The Christmas Carol with Ebenezer Scrooge), slowing down my progress. 

Ali, and I, are at a pregnancy clinic to see why I’m not pregnant yet. The technician(?) talks to us, with paperwork in hand, without taking us to the back (still in waiting area), and says, “Well, it’s here in your notes. You’re not pregnant because you’re not having sex.”

(Ali’s dream)

We were running through water, with lots of other people. I was in front, speeding. Ali was behind me. We were wearing shoes so that our feet wouldn’t get hurt / cut from the rocks. 

Wanting My Attention

I’m in a building, in a class(?, don’t see anyone, but had a feeling), and I see half of a gold wedding band in front of me. Later, next day(?), I see two whole, and complete, bands.

I have an understanding that I am pregnant.

As I’m getting in the car, there is a Dalmatian, and a dachshund, running by me. The Dalmatian wants my attention. I use my hands, directing it boy/girl?, telling it to take the other dog home. The Dalmatian had been here before, with another dog, wanting my attention.

At one point, when I was pointing, to the right, my hand was down between(?) the dogs, and the Dalmatian snarled at me, though I didn’t feel terribly threatened.

I then see a couple of notes taped to the inside of the driver door, on the pocket. There is an additional note, from my mom, explaining that these other notes are from Kyle, and she had forgotten she had them.

As I took off my mom’s note, to read, I tore one of the other ones, diagonally, exposing, but not harming.

I am at my parent’s, deeply devastated at Kyle’s passing, wanting only to stay in bed.

Two men are having a conversation. One says to the other that the government is forgiving student loans (after graduating, implied).

A lady is under the impression that she has to live a painful life, so she sticks her tampons as high as they will go. She also has a semi-dirty house. I don’t say anything about the house, but I must’ve mentioned something about the pain, because I am showing her how to use a pad, since she has never used one before.

There are some men who heard about some wolves on this lady’s property, so they go out to hunt them down. By the time they get out there, though, the wolves have already gone over a hill, and crossed over into someone else’s land. The men leave, leaving the other people to deal with the wolves, which doesn’t seem to bother them.

There is a hill in the back of this lady’s house, with trees, and bushes, and a light-colored wooden fence. These men start to walk up this hill, past the fence, when they decide to”hide” on the side of the path, under the trees, and bushes there.

An old, drunken man walks down, with another, younger man. They stop in front of these “hiding” men , which anyone who was paying attention, could see, and the older shoots the younger in the head, and walks on. These men can not believe what they just saw. They can not believe that this many ing here, is now dead. They all know that they are eyewitnesses, in case the old man denies it.

(Ali’s dream)

We are lying in bed, cuddling, and kissing, when some people come in with sick cats, and other animals. I become furiated / animated, telling them to take the animals outside, that they could cause allergies. Ali was not saying anything, and was surprised to see me like this.

(From Sept. 5, 2014)

Ernest Hemingway’s wife is in a convertible limo (their day), being driven by someone famous, enjoying the day.

I’m at someone’s house, in the evening, looking out front. I see that we are on the border of South Beach, Florida, which is a dangerous place.

(From Sept. 4, 2014)

Evening, outside, grassy, hilly area, and I see a big black bird (hawk / eagle size) flying toward me, but not at me. It then grasps, its left talons, a smaller black bird (crow / raven / rook, etc), with the head to the left. Several electric sparks come out of the smaller bird, on the left.

Ali is standing behind me, on my left, back a ways, so I turn, and point the birds out to him, telling him to look.

Preparation

The side of the neighbor’s house was painted all green. I thought, “So, that’s why that man was here”, but as I kept looking, I saw that it hadn’t been painted yet , but was being prepared for painting. As I kept looking even more, I saw the whole side of his property, and Ali’s, were covered, were green. I then thought it was because their house was being tented, but if Ali’s side was covered also, then his house must also be tented. If that is so, why were we not told? I decided to go take a look outside.

I finally caught up with Travis. I had a knowing that he played sports, continuously, to stay in shape. He kissed me. I thought that maybe this was the reason why I shaved my pubic area, because I was going to get pregnant from him, and what that would imply, as I was also thinking about Ali. He then put his head to the side of mine, looking down. I was a little concerned he would feel the hairs, but he didn’t.

We then talked about how I had written him a message on the website My Life (Classmates, actually). And talked about that he had a swimming class in high school, and I kept sending notes to him, through Shannon, and that I never got a response from him. I had kept sending him notes, telling him that I didn’t think he was serious, during jr. high, of him wanting to be with me.

(From July 18, 2014)

I was writing stories involving animals(?).

(Ali’s dream)

We were on our way to a festival, and were close enough to hear the sounds, and smell the food, when I got a speeding ticket. There was a guy behind us who also got one. He was so upset, he threw a fit, throwing / jabbing his keys.

This upset me so much, that I decided we should go back home. I may have mentioned that a trapped emotion was the cause for me speeding.

Nervous to See

(From June 13, 2014 Time changed while writing)

(Night before, I asked, what am I to learn from my futuristic dreams.)

Tom is at the house, before his mission. I have a crush on him. He has now gone, and come back, and at the house.

Family are telling me he’s waiting for me. I am in the bathroom with Greg, and Amy, sitting on the edge of the tub. After they leave, I let out a “drop” into the tub. No one can really tell because there’s a bit of water, and suds, and it starts to liquify, and spread a little.

I go out, without makeup, and go close to the area where Tom is sitting at the table, waiting for food (?), but I don’t see him yet. There is a wall, with a slight opening, separating us. Mark is sitting in front of the opening, and we talk for couple minutes, laughing. He says my name loud enough for Tom to hear. I’m nervous he heard my name, but I haven’t shown myself yet. I look to where he is, but Mark is blocking my view of him.

My glasses are broke, so I’m wearing my glasses from my teens years, which are also broken, but I fixed them so I could use them. Someone (dad?) asks why I not wear the glasses, and I respond that my vision would then be blurry (nearsighted, and only time I’m conscious of the glasses). I am nervous to see him.

Valerie is at someone’s house to teach me about gluing (wrapping?) paper onto other paper, to make a flower. Her husband, and two young children, one a baby, are also there.

The baby is sitting on her husband’s lap, and I ask Valerie, double checking, if she was pregnant several years ago with the other one, at camp (week-long, during Summer, for teen girls from church). She says yes.

After awhile, Suzanne shows up, and I think the other is Brenda. (Ladies from church when I was a teen.)

At one point, Valerie starts having pain in her stomach. She is sitting on the floor, in front of me, to my left. She is facing sideways, so that her right arm is facing me. I know that she had had cancer before (only in dream, that I know of). Her family is gone from the room at this point.

I see Brenda’s husband walking along a street, coming to the house.

Suzanne asks me if I’m tired, and I say, no. I see that several of the flowers only have the middle part glued. I say, “oh”. She then gives me another wrapping paper instead of the one they are using to work with, but I don’t mind because it’s prettier.

I Found It Funny

(Night before, I asked if the angels of healing, etc… were real.)

Two older famous men, in a silent (home) movie, conversing with each other.

Ali, and I, are at a department store. We are where people come to pickup, or return. There is a huge sailing yacht, 1/4(?) size of actual, leaning on its left (when looking from front). It is in the middle of the floor, along with other things for sale.

There is a couple there, the man returning a model sized yacht. He has it in a flat manila envelope. I wonder how it could be in there. He puts some white packing tape across it, and places it on a pedestal, waiting for a worker to come service / help him.

He is conversing with another man (with a bit of Asian in him?), who is sitting, and says he bought this yacht for $119. Ali, who is standing by the outside doors, and I look at each other in amazement at that amount.

Ali says something about that if this man returns his yacht, Ali will give the money to the man sitting down. This man says that would be very kind of Ali to do that.

In the evening, there is a pregnant woman (4 – 5 months) running a short distance to catch the bus to take her a short distance. Someone mentions how she didn’t want to walk. The pregnant woman, tired, agrees.

I get picked up by this same woman(?) in her Lexus SUV. I am in the backseat, on the passenger side. A young man is in the front passenger seat. Ali doesn’t get in. As she drives away, I look back, wanting to say to her, “What about him?”, but then think that maybe he stayed because he had something else to do.

There is a tear in the leather at the top of the seat next to me. The lady mentions she wants to get a new vehicle. Something from outside, sharp, has reached inside, scraping across the leather, causing no damage, as she drives past (as if a branch had come in the window).

The lady says this street is usually the first to swindle (but another term) someone, but this time, it was ok.

There was a section of the road that dipped down, bending slightly to the left. I was thinking how it reminded me of the dream I had had where the road was steep, but we were going up.

Someone is talking about a computer program, for people who are looking for a job, that fills out all the information for you, on multiple forms, at once, allowing for the person to fill out multiples of applications.

As the speaker is ending, another scene starts showing several high school students cleaning inside a zoo enclosure, where the birds are, as one of their classes. They are wearing tank tops and shorts because it’s hot and steamy in there. There is a blonde girl, a guy, or two, and a black girl. The sweat is more visible on the skin of the black girl.

There are also firemen there and their truck. The firemen are teasing around with the blonde. She has soap on her left arm, using a big circular sponge to clean her arm, teasingly, because of the sweat. The black girl is raking(?) around a fountain that is in the middle of the enclosure.

A bare-chested guy lays down so that his knees are bent, taking someone’s place, seeing if that person will notice.

I am at my parent’s house, in their bed/bathroom. My parents want to use their car (I had been using it in waking life), so I told them I had left it at a storage/parking structure, and that I had left it unlocked. My dad said that Ali needs to know of all the cleaning, and fixing up, the car needs. I was thinking, besides the scratches that are there (from when he drove), there wasn’t much to clean/fix up.

As they went to get the car, I took a shower. The bathroom was huge, like the size of a hotel conference room, but rectangular in size. There was a window in the middle of the wall looking out to the street. There was a house/business across where people would be able to see in the bathroom. Before taking the shower, back against the other wall, I closed a huge curtain (hotel size, or perhaps theatre size), going from left to right, for privacy.

After taking the shower, I had needed to use the toilet, but this bathroom, because if its size, was also a public space. People would come, and go. A brother (only in the dream) even came to sit by the toilet to eat, facing toward the back wall.

There were several young guys coming over for an event at the house, parking their trucks where the closets (to the right of window) were. The closets were such that they were in a hallway behind a wall. I wondered how they were able to park there. I went over to take a look, and only saw a wide enough space for one person, as if it had originally been a bigger space but had been cut down to make more room for the rest of the bathroom. Seems also that there may have been a board leaning from/to (?) the left.

After seeing only this small space, and not seeing the vehicles, I then wondered where they were.

Across the street, at the house/business, an ambulance had arrived, with a female EMT. She was getting a gurney ready. Over on this side, someone started up the black SUV(?) that belonged to the person with the health issue. A couple other EMT’s arrived, and a mother and child related to the person called for, walked to the right. The people inside the bathroom hurried over to the window. After a couple of seconds, they left the window, going back to what they were doing. I told a guy to close the curtain.

A lady asked me if I still wanted to use the toilet. I said I would if my brother didn’t mind, who was still there, but decided I would wait, and use another one.

I was watching a cartoon children’s movie. A little girl, and a man, were walking, holding hands, she on his left. The camera was his vision, looking down at the girl. He was saying something, when she came out with, ” I’m a taser kind of girl myself.” I chuckled at this because of how she said it, and her timing of saying it. I mentioned to something there with me that I thought it was funny.

Not a Weight

Before I fell asleep, I saw myself holding up a baby, with a young girl (4, 5) by my left side.

Kyle said something about getting me pregnant. I kinda rolled my eyes at him. He then suggested lying on the bed, and kissing. I half heartedly agreed, knowing what that could lead to.

Something about the sacrament. I was up by the trays, which were shiny silver / chrome, and filled. There were two others, men?, with me. There was someone else there who saw the filled trays for a different purpose.

Something about wings. (Later, during the day, I heard someone say that the gospel is not a weight, but wings…)

 

I Am the Coach

I am on a military boat, not ship, since it wasn’t quite as long, in a pool. The water looks like a lime green, or perhaps it was green from the pool itself. (The water isn’t dirty.) The boat is bouncing back, and forth, at diagonals, hitting the walls. The movements weren’t harsh. There are teams of men, or teenage boys(?), encircling the control room / center. The coaches are wearing suits / uniforms to distinguish them as such. One such coach, and older black man, is saying, “I am the coach”, and I’m figuring something must’ve been said to him.

The house on the left(?) of us has been bought by us, and was starting to be remodeled. The house on the right, then, was bought by us. I went inside, seeing older pictures (like from the 70’s, 80’s) of several women all over, and also lots of figurines. Some were glass(?). I saw, by the door, something dark, made of dark wood, antique, leaning against the wall. I didn’t go over to it, so don’t know what it was. The shape was similar to a mandolin, but the body, and neck, were both a bit wider, and longer. Amy was in there collecting some of her own figurines she had brought over. I asked her if anyone lived here, and she said no. It looked as if whoever did live here, just up and left without taking anything. As I was looking at the door, two of the workers involved with the remodeling, came crashing through, almost destroying that dark object next to it. I was worried that they were going to.

I was at someone’s house for a gathering. There was a tiny, small, short, old, skinny woman there. She almost looked anorexic. She was telling someone /group about how skinny she was. As I was observing her, I noticed a shape of something under her shirt by her stomach. I figured she had had surgery, and had something removed.

She moved over toward a table that was in front of her, to my right, and started feeling with her heart. She went to the table, and sat down. She got out a pill, took it, and started feeling better. There was a Relief Society president sitting a couple of seats behind her. I was pointing out the old woman to her, but she wasn’t getting it, so I spoke up loud enough for her to hear the woman’s name.

I was on another boat, civil, i think. I was standing by the control room, but on the level above. There were several men at the controls. Their wives were up by me. They were telling me to call out to “Denny”, one of the men. It was so noisy, I didn’t think I would be heard. The women were telling me I would get used to the noise, and were mentioning it took them about a week to get used to it. One of them said she was pregnant while getting used to the noise.

Something about cats, but not sure what about.

Right Direction

I was on tumblr  looking at the pictures. I noticed a chocolate cake, and I think a purse. I didn’t keep in mind the other pictures because I figured I just needed to remember I was on tumblr.

Kyle and I were living Sue’s. The house looked different. Kyle was Sue’s son (in dream). I was so tired in the morning, it was hard to keep my eyelids open. About noon, I decided I better get up. Kyle had his colostomy. He was wanting to have sex to get me pregnant. I was wondering how it would work with his bag.

Sue was in the kitchen, which was on an upper level. Amy was telling her to find ways for me to clean the house. I was thinking it wasn’t Amy’s place to say / suggest such things.

I was making sure a car, which was on an upper level street and had turned right, was travelling in the right / correct direction. I was on a lower level street. There were white industrial buildings in between the streets.

Nausea

There were three couples, at least the woman, on horseback, with the men walking beside. The woman in back had recently become pregnant. They needed to stop and rest because this woman had become nauseated and needed to vomit.

I put a pug in a steel apron sink to give a bath. As soon as I started filling the sink, the water turned black. I filled it so that the pug’s head could be above water, but also underneath.

A young black girl was putting on a wig. When she faced me, and someone else, all I could see was very short bleached hair that made her look bald. She had a face like the detective in Sister Act. I immediately said, “No, no. The hair needs to be in front.” We moved the wig towards the front more, along with the strands / pieces of hair.

I had a backpack on, getting ready to leave. I was cleaning a wood table. The cleaner I was using was leaving streaks as I wiped.