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Dream Interpretation / New York, New York
« on: November 25, 2016, 09:21:18 AM »
Last night I dreamt......I go to D's (my ex, but it doesn't look exactly like him), who lives with his Dad. (In real life, he hasn't seen his Dad since he was 4.)  We haven't seen each other for a week. He's sitting in a camel coloured chair and makes no effort to welcome me; no kiss, no hug, no real greeting. His Dad is to the right, Darren to the left, I am facing towards the way out. He says that he and six of his friends are booked to go and see a house at 11.30am and that I should go too. One of his female friends turns up, she's nice but I don't really want to go to the house viewing. I don't understand why he's moving in with all these people. We have a quick discussion and it's arranged that we'll go out for lunch after the viewing. Although I've met one of these friends and like her, I don't really want to meet up with the rest of his friends.

I am in my car driving to meet D and his friends at the house. I am coming from the place I grew up in. The house is in the town I lived in ten years ago and I am already five minutes late. I'm meeting D there. I get a text from D which says, 'Had a nap. Not going.' I am really pissed off that he's let me down again and that he didn't tell me beforehand. I am walking in a different town (in between the two towns already mentioned) with my phone in my hand about to text him back. I sit on a bench, a man sits beside me (or I may have sat beside him). He has dark hair and blue eyes. We talk and I feel very relaxed and comfortable around him. He's not my type but I can imagine us together. Inwardly I laugh that D's behaviour is what has brought me to finding someone, although I wonder if I'm positively judging the new man and settling for him too quickly, before I've really got to know him. This man is kind, considerate, caring and thoughtful. I snuggle into him. I look for my phone and see there's another message from D. I'd forgotten to reply so this message says 'Not speaking to me, Stroppy'. The words are hard to read as my phone screen is blurry. I reply to him and tell him it's over between us, that I've had enough of his crap. I wonder about asking this new man if he wants to get some lunch and carry on talking there but then a woman, who is either me or him, says she's going to get lunch. I ask her what she really wants and she says a KFC. I don't think this is a good choice for a lunch date meal but she gets one and eats it. I would have preferred something better so we could sit and talk but she's already eating it.

I go into a shop and look around. I go to the till and talk to the young, female cashier. As I leave, she leaves too. I ask her if she's supposed to do that, she says no, but that she wants to go. We walk from the shop (in my old town from 10 years ago) down towards her car. She says she's going to study at college.
I am in a shop, working. There are a row of tills and the boss is on the first till by the door and most of the customers are queueing there. Daniel (a boy I went to school with and who I was close to for a while. He was gay and had as many problems with his parents as I did with mine) is serving on one of the tills. A bottle of fizzy drink has leaked everywhere and there is liquid/coke all over the floor. The boss asks me to go on a till and serve. I intend to but first I go to a cupboard and take out a mop and start mopping up the liquid so that the customers won't slip. I think this is more important. I see the leaking bottle by Daniel's legs and keep mopping but the more I mop, the more liquid seems to appear. I can't keep up with it. I put the mop down and go to the till instead. As I walk to the till I say to a woman that she can come with her trolley to my till. I wonder if there's going to be enough space for her trolley as my till is set back from the others and a bit awkward to get to. At the till I start scanning her stuff, a lot of it takes more than one attempt to scan and I'm not sure it's all gone through, I have to listen for the machine beeping to know. Once it's all scanned she asks how much. I'm not used to the till and can't see the total button, it has changed since the last time I used a till. Someone shows me where it is and I look up briefly to see that it's £40.05. I tell her this, she gives me 35p in change but when I open the till and close it again I realise that I did it too soon. I look at how much she owes me and the price has changed because she had some offers and it's now £35.35.
Two of my female colleagues come over, although I think they're from head office, and we talk. I ask one of them how she's going to be singing her song at the pub on Sunday. I'm referring to D's pub. (D (my ex) spent his life in the pub outside of work. It was a sore point for me.) She says, "Will people be drunk?" and I scoff, not at her, but at the people that will be there and say, "Of course." and she says, "In that case, I'll do it like this." She then starts the song she's doing by continuously blowing out of her nose, it sounds like the beginning of a song played with a drum and a jazz brush. The song is New York, New York. I wake with the song New York, New York playing in my head.


* 11 days ago I had a dream which featured the song 'American Boy' and two months ago, during a meditation there was something significant about New York.

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Questions about dreams / Question about dreams for Tony
« on: February 08, 2015, 03:53:59 PM »
Tony,

Many years ago I read in a dream book, of which I can no longer remember the author, something which has stayed with me and yet I don't know how true it is.
I read that most dreams can be split into several parts, usually three. I then looked back over my dreams (I had recorded my dreams for about 4 years at that point) and I found that I almost always naturally split my dreams into 3 or 4 separate paragraphs. Each dream did naturally seem to need a new paragraph at certain points.

What the author of the book said was that each part, when in three parts, represented the past, present and future or at least influences from the past, how it was manifesting in the present and the solution or outcome for the future.

Do you have any knowledge of how true this is?
There have been some dreams where I have been able to apply this theory and it has certainly rung true but in others, not so much. What are your thoughts?

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Dream Interpretation / Mokey's Dreams
« on: February 05, 2015, 04:56:31 PM »
I hope this is ok but I've copied and pasted all previous dreams to here so I can keep them all in one place and will add any future dreams to this thread. I like to keep track of my dreams and look back on them and thought this way may be easier.

January 7th 2011

Dream 1 occured 2 nights ago:I am walking through the local shopping centre, there are men dancing towards me swathed in fabric, glittery and pink. There is a lot of fun going on but for me an undercurrant of slight fear as they come towards me.

 I am walking in the bedroom to come downstairs, the floorboads are creaking under foot. As I get down the stairs I can see my ex B (who is a mix of B and my previous ex A) putting his pants in the wash basket. I realise he was masturbating and the sound of the floor boards alerted him to my arrival. I feel quite aroused. I joke with him about it and about the fact he didn't finish.

B/A goes upstairs to have a bath and finish what he started. I go into the downstairs toilet with my youngest daughter and want to masturbate. (At this point I had a orgasm in my sleep) I think about B/A masturbating and realise I don't care at all about it, before it used to bother me.

Dream 2 happened last night:B and I have had a lovely time together and are very much in love. We've decided, as it's Saturday to spend the day together. Our daughter  isn't around and it seems this is based in the past.

We are at B's house, I am getting some stuff for him to come to mine, he has gone to a local place  to drop something off or pick up, possibly at my mum's house. I feel very happy, content and at peace. I get what I need and decide to wait in the car for him. I can't go anywhere until he comes back as he is driving. I close the front door, open the passenger side door and place the stuff on the seat then decide to go to the shop to get a puzzle book to do while I wait for him.

 

I go into the shop and look around, I have a sense that my daughter  is with me now. Towards the back of the shop I see my other daughter's 3 friends, Belinda, Yasmin and another girl I don't recognise, she is very small compared to the other girls. As I stand next to Belinda I realise I am taller than her, this is because I have on my daughter'swhite wedge sandals. I pick Belinda up to demonstrate what I can do now that I'm bigger. I then pat the unfamiliar girl on the head and talk down to her in a patronising way. I realise I am doing it and apologise to her immediately. I stand next to Yasmin and notice she's actually taller than I realised but not as tall as me. I go to the back of the shop, which looks similar to my local New Age shop and a post office and take something off a stand.

 

I have paid and am heading out of the shop. I have 2 large wrapped pillows in my hands, as I walk they are slipping from my grasp. My youngest daughter P is leaving the shop ahead of me, there is a large fluffy Alsation dog outside which barks at P. I can see P is scared and trying to get away. I can't make up my mind whether to go to P's aid or whether to get a better hold of the pillows. I choose the pillows. I see a dark haired man get hold of the dog's lead. By the time I get outside I see the man sat cradling the dog, stroking it. The dog is calm and content. As I approach I see the lead is really long and realise that is how he was able to get to P so easily. The dog comes towards me. I see it is off the leash, the man undoes something which frees the dog more but he makes no attempt to run or attack. The dog is loving and affectionate.

 

Auntie Julie (in real life was down syndrome and had a lot of needs) is with me but represents P. She is using a child's plastic spade to dig up three balls. We go over and talk to a female that is on the right, possibly my friend Debbie. She is very accepting of Julie and talks to her quite normally. Julie talks back normally.



In the first dream I felt apprenhensive while the men were appraoching me, but the masturbatiuon part I felt quite relaxed, it was all very familiar to me.
In the second dream I felt relaxed and happy throughout, even when my daughter was scared and feeling threatened, which I find strange in my waking state as it would be the opposite.

Reply from Tony

Mokey – The impressions I get are that in the first part of the first dream you are uncertain because the men are approaching you and you have a sort of sexual tension. I mean the sort of normal tension one feels in meeting the opposite sex – and there are several of them, so you do not know their intentions.

Then you understand your partner's intentions and you grow to a point where you realise your sexual pleasure is your own – the orgasm. You can share it with another person, but it is important to know you do not actually need anyone else.

Then you are in a more passive and child feeling; passive because you are waiting to be driven, and childlike because of your play with the girls. And that is a happy state of being for you.

I feel that you are mixing up your inner world and the qualities you have within you and the outer world and the anxieties you feel there. If you can realise the difference, and feel your way into the confidence you feel within you, it gradually becomes real in the world. Even you instinctive self  - the dog – is easy and loving.

As a woman you have an inbuilt higher level of anxiety than men – in general. This is because a woman is constantly concerned about the welfare of her child or children. And it is worth remembering that.

Tony

Mokey ~ The sexual tension would be correct. I have recently split with my partner and have been on a couple of dates but have stopped dating now due to not feeling ready, although the thought of having a sexual relationship does appeal to me greatly! One man I quite liked but it seemed to be all hinting at a sexual relationship and I was feeling a little used, even before the event. I am beginning to learn I am ok on my own, sexually and otherwise.

You are absolutely right about the 2nd dream, I am quite childlike much of the time but have been letting life's stresses get to me a lot lately.

January 9th 2011

The same theme of dream seems to be continuing, but getting more heightened. They have my attention, but I want to make sure I'm understanding their message. I think I do.

Dream 3
It is a hot summer's day, I have slept in till 12 but it feels good. Lyn, from next door, is hanging out her washing to dry in what appears to be a shared garden. Tony/Richard is in and out of the house, its all very relaxed. Lyn wants the wash basket, but is being smutty about it. I didn't realise she was like this but it makes me more relaxed. I ask my daughter to pass her the vibrator, then realise my mistake and correct myself, saying basket.  I sit out in the garden at a table with my sister and my best friend from school, I am using my laptop, looking at purple trousers and joking to my sister that I should get them to go with my red shoes. My sister uses the laptop after me.

 

I hang my washing out, then go upstairs and realise it's 5pm already and a bit late in the day for putting it out. I worry what Lyn will think.  I go into my daughter's room at the back of the house, the house is mine but is unfamiliar.

 

I go back into the garden, there is a parcel for me from Next. I open the box, I wasn't expecting anything. It is the purple pvc trousers and top that I was looking at earlier. I say loudly, 'Fucking hell' aware that the neighbours can hear but I know they will understand and not be bothered as its justified with the clothing. My sister  ordered it for me on my account. I am annoyed that she used my account and my password. I go up to my bedroom to look at my laptop but have my vibrator infront of me too.

Dream 4
It is morning, I have just woken. A (my ex from 8 years ago) is in bed next to me. His penis is erect and he wants sex. I want to have sex too but am feeling a bit reserved about it as it's A and as there is a black woman and her daughter entering the room. They sit on a sofa ahead of us and watch telly. I hold A's penis, which looks like  B's penis.(B is my ex fropm 6 months ago) I am very aroused but then become aware that I haven't shaved and am stubbly down there! I say to A, in an erotic voice, 'Do you want to shave my pussy?'  (I would never talk like this in real life!)I expect him to be aroused by this but he isn't at all. I feel a little silly. I suggest having a sneaky one but I think the woman would know what we're doing. We wouldn't be able to fool her.

 

I look into a dark corridor and see a black man hiding in there. I am scared of him, because I don't know why he's there or what he's doing. I hope he hasn't seen me. He is somehow connected to the house next door, which seems to be linked to the one I am in (unfamiliar) and there is something suspicious going on next door. A black family live there.

 

I am outside on grass. I am with two black women, they are my best friends. I help to throw a very large banner over a tall board, once it's up an iron comes down to iron the creases out, but only from one section which I find odd. I don't see the point in only doing one small area of it. The two women have won medals for running. The one on my right is tall, strong, big built and faster. The one on my left, gentle, soft, shorter and smaller. I have a bottle of water in my hand and congratulate the girl on my left by throwing water on her. She tries to run away from it but is laughing and enjoying it. I go to do the same for the bigger girl on my right, she tells me not to and runs to avoid me getting her. I chase after her, quite playfully, she warns me again. She is very serious. I throw the water anyway. I have that feeling of fear and excitement that a child has during a game of chase. I run out of a gate on the left and into an alley. I am running faster than she is, she's nowhere to be seen. I feel tired but know if I keep going a bit more I will loose her so she can't get me or I can hide in some bushes that are on the left.  I choose the bush, as I sit in the bushes I see the black man from earlier with a woman, I find them quite suspicious. I hear a noise and realise my friend is coming. I decide not to run or hide anymore. I am standing back in the alley, either side of me are tall brick walls, I have my arms open and a hand on each wall, my legs stretched out too. I am ready to confront my friend and take whatever she hands out to me. She comes to me, puts her arms around me and tells me she loves me. I feel very loved at that moment, I embrace her back.

We walk down the road, me and my two friends and approach a house. The bigger girl goes to knock but I notice it is unlocked. We let ourselves in. The black couple I saw from the alley are upstairs, I feel worried and a bit scared. We go into the front room, there is a white baby sat in a baby chair. We talk about whether to take the baby or not, we know it doesn't belong to the couple and think they have took it from someone. We know we won't be heard as they have music on upstairs and are having sex.

(For your info, I am a white woman. I guess the amount of black people in my dream is about unknown aspects of myself, would that be right?)

Reply from Tony

Hi Mokey – There is a lot in your dreams about sexual relationships. But as I read through I sense a lot of reservation or withholding.

The first hint is in the Freudian Slip where you say ‘pass her the vibrator’. I take it you harbour a feeing that your neighbour is frustrated and therefore irritable – if not in real life then in your dream. And that neighbour is a projection of you I guess.

The bit about the trousers may be an expression of the irritability mentioned.

So here you are getting to it and you suggest something sexy, but it never happens - frustration!! Hey, this is your dream, and all this stuff about other people about may be relevant in real life, but not in your dreams. Such things do not matter in dreams, so I wonder why you are frustrating yourself. And that is an important question, because if you face it you can find greater release. And the black man is, I feel, a symbol of what you are holding back, and there is some fear there.

So I am asking you Mokey, what is the fear you have about being sexual?

Now you move into a different dimension where you can be young and playful and have a teasing and loving relationship with a black woman. But when you return the black couple are still there and again you are feeling scared.

I am sure that if you can meet this one, and it might take a while, you will feel so much surer of yourself and easier in your dreams. So come out and play and taste the freedom.

Tony

Mokey ~ I don't really know what it is Tony, I split up with a long term partner, and father of my youngest child six months ago, we didn't have a sexual relationship for the last year we were together and for the 3 years before that it was only once every few months, his choice not mine.
My self esteem has took a really big battering because of his rejection. I recently had the chance to have a sexual relationship with a man but turned it down as I feel too fat, too shy, too unconfident. First time I've ever felt like this in my life so I suppose the dreams could be about that, but also, I don't want to just have a casual sexual relationship.

Your guess is as good as mine right now!!

Thanks, once again, for your insight

Tony ~ Well Dear Lovely Fat Lady - I have had the good fortune to have been loved and to love some really big women. So I wouldn't bother about your size. But it was their confidence and lovingness that attracted and held me. So I feel you need some more confidence and sureness of the quality you have.

I honestly believe that everyone has a shining Light inside them, but mostly it gets covered up with feelings of despair, thoughts about themselves, and the culture we live in. In Africa and other cultures men love fat women. All the evidence we can see around us is that nobody is too fat to be loved and lovable. What happens is that women after rejection reject themselves.

But I am not being flowery or idealistic when I talk about the Light in you. Just think about it. Where has everything come from as far as we know? The Big Bang. Without the universe none of us would exist. And the universe arose out of a mystery that we are still trying to understand. In its unfoldment it created time and space. Before that there was no time and no space. And today in quantum physics we are told that our fundamental particles are not little atoms, not little bits of matter, they are much smaller and subtle than that. and science as shown that these particle that are us at our base, are beyond time and space, and can be in touch with all things. So it is not a fanciful thing to say you are a fantastic creature, and have links with the creation of the universe, and have fantastic creative power. So do not forget that as you look at your child.

What many scientist are on the verge of saying, but are so bloody cautious, is that we are the children of that creative explosion. My experience is that the creative burst before the big bang, died in forming the universe. So we are it!!

Tony

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Dream Interpretation / Heavily Pregnant, probably in labour
« on: February 01, 2015, 10:38:45 PM »
I am at an outdoor weight loss meeting (I recently started eating healthier and have lost a few pounds) but am also very heavily pregnant, due any day. I am talking to someone and I say that I was pregnant 3 years ago, (3 years ago exactly I began a relationship with M even though the time wasn't right for me to start a relationship, which became very on and off and has been off for the last year although we've remained friends. I never felt madly in love with him though) confirmed by doctors, with scans to prove it and yet I never really grew and I never gave birth to the baby but I feel certain that this time I will as I am definitely showing and have definitely grown this time. (I've spent the last year single and working really hard on some old issues to help me heal). I have a tampon in my vagina and it feels as though it is really wet. I wonder if my waters have broken.
The weight loss meeting has ended and they are packing away but I'm hoping they haven't packed the toilets away yet. I tell them I need to use the toilet and they point them out to me. I stand outside, waiting in the queue. There are soldiers in the queue, they seem quite friendly and nice. One is ahead of me and goes in to a fairly large room with a toilet in the middle, facing the door. He sits down and I can see all that he is doing but neither of us are bothered by it. I can feel the tampon is saturated and swollen with the water and I'm certain my waters have gone but I need to check so once he's out of the toilet I go in. This time the toilet is off to the side slightly with more privacy but I feel a little self conscious about using it full view of everyone.

I am walking through North End ( a place I lived many years ago and have a lot of happy memories from) and am on the phone to B (an ex who I was madly in love with but he was abusive and destroyed me on so many levels, hence the last year of healing) telling him that my waters have gone. He is excited and really looking forward to the baby being born.

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I've been having a few problems with my 15 year old daughter E. She is quite down/depressed at the moment (has been for quite some time) because of various problems ~ lack of friends, being a teen, problems with her Dad but also some bullying from a teacher in school. I have had a lot of problems with the school in dealing with what I consider to be a very serious matter and was all set to take it all the way and try and get the teacher sacked but am now questioning that and wondering if I should just let go and allow the Universe to do what it knows best!
I asked myself on Friday night before I went to sleep, what I should do. Carry on and try and get this woman out or let it all go and just concentrate on helping E to get well again.

I also have a lot of money worries at the moment and concern about starting my own business (both of which are on my mind constantly) and so I wonder if this is relevant to my dream too.

Friday night's dream:
I am walking through my local town on the road that leads to the bus stop (entrance). There are nettles growing wildly covering the pavement completely in one area. People are having to walk right round the nettles by going on the road. I walk round the nettles too.

I am with a man by a skip. He has a bed base or 2 that he is getting rid of. He thinks they are too heavy to do anything about right now but I think if we do it together, we can get them in the skip. We move one of the bases and it comes out of where he's pulling it from much easier than he thought it would. I say we may as well put it in the skip. We do so and he tells me to lay it so it's on an angle, against the side of the skip. I do but it slips so I go round to the skip and adjust it so it's laying almost flat but still on a bit of an angle. Really it's a little too big for anything else much to fit in although once it's in I can see there should be enough room for the second bed base.

My friend Shella's Dad (really lovely man, kind, always smiling and laughing) comes over, says, "Hello, where did those nettles come from?" Either I or the man tells him that they've been there since December (Dec 2012 was when all the problems with E started) when a man from North of the county came down and dumped them, since then they've been growing. We wonder if the man moved down here or was just here for the day dumping them off.

Next I dreamt about something to do with walking my dog and something in a pet shop but this part is vague.

Saturday night's dream:
I am at a school, there is a group of older lads from a different area that the school think are there to cause trouble. I have spoke to them before and I found them to be ok if you know how to speak to them so they can relate. I have no fear of these boys. Everyone else seems to be scared of these boys and what they're going to do but I'm not.

I approach the gate to enter the school field, which looks like the back of my house. The lads are behind me in cars, mostly blue cars. There is a metal fence which has been heightened and there are four prefects stood the other side. The prefects are really tall, as tall as the fence which is easily 6.5-7 feet tall. They let me in and I talk to them a little before walking up the field towards the house/school.

I am walking around an area, through different roads, seeing different people. I feel carefree and happy. I see a couple of the mums from school with their children (in the dream the mums I saw are the muslim mum's from my youngest daughter's school (not my daughter E) they are really lovely, friendly women, always greet people with a smile and a hello but in the dream they didn't). I work my way through all the maze of roads until I find myself at a junction. I am at the junction at the bottom of the road I lived as a child. I have to choose the right lane to be able to go where I want to go. I know which lane I need but it's a bit of a challenge to get to it. It's slippery looking.
My daughter E is with me now, we have got to the right lane and where we want to be and are looking at a photo. E said she always found the lanes difficult as she felt she didn't know if she was a part of our family or a part of another. We look at the photo. It shows E when she was younger laughing as she slips down a slope. With her is her older sister and brother, my Dad and some other family members. E is a part of our family.

I have a bracelet on that my Auntie made for me. (My auntie was Down Syndrome and not at all independent like down's children today. She wouldn't have been able to make a bracelet this complicated). It is plastic and it connects in many different places. One of the connections has come undone and I am worried it will break the whole thing. I very carefully hold it until I can get someone to look at it. I go out into a garden which is mine. It's beautiful, well cared for and very inviting. I put the bracelet down on the short grass and I try to fix the link. I manage it but I'm not sure it's done the way it was done in the first place, I'm not sure it'll be secure. My sister S comes over (My sister is a person that I would currently describe as someone who has changed and not for the better. She is selfish and just out for herself. Whenever family members try to help her, which is a lot, she doesn't listen and just wants everything her own way) and asks to see the bracelet. I start laying it out, opening it up more without unravelling it. It creates shapes of squares that all interlink, in various colours that shine in the light. The bracelet is no longer plastic but is almost crystal like. Some of the squares are linked on most sides but end on their own too, however, as a whole they're all still linked. I marvel at how beautiful it is.
As I look the squares each now hold flowers and the bracelet is basket like, as in, it can sit on the ground, have depth and hold something. I look in each compartment of the bracelet/basket and see various flowers. I point them all out to S. I am looking up close and it's only when I move back a little that I notice that I missed some at the bottom right. I see miniature daffodils that haven't opened yet. I say to S (who now feels like a different person) that I love daffodils, she says she didn't think I did.   I explain that I love them most when they have yet to open, not when they've opened and are starting to die. I pick the basket up and look at the other flowers closely. Some are dead, some starting to wilt. I pick out and discard all the dead ones, leaving the ones that still have some life and beauty left in them and leaving all the ones that have still to open. I then notice a paddle shaped item in amongst the flowers. I take it out, there is a picture on it which gives instructions to dip the paddle in honey to attract bees. I think it will be so beautiful to have my garden full of flowers and bees. Steph thinks it might not be a good idea but I know it will be good. I know it will just make it more beautiful. I feel light and happy. So happy.


If anyone can advise I'd really appreciate it. Thanks

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Dream Interpretation / Nightmare ~ Unlocked Doors
« on: March 25, 2014, 01:00:18 AM »
I am in Martin and Juliette's (old neighbours) house outside in an alley way, it is day time. Juliette has come outside to look at something. We go back inside as I am going to be at their house when Juliette goes out.
I am sat on a chair on my laptop. It is night time, it is dark. I feel a little nervous. I hear a noise and look over to the door on my right. It opens and a man is stood there. I am really scared and  I try and shout at him to get out but no real sound comes out. I get up, try to turn on the lights but they don't come on so make my way over to the door and lock it. I sit back in the chair. My laptop is really hot and is over heating and shutting itself down. I realise it's because I've kept the lid closed. (Kept a lid on things?)

Caroline (current fairly close friend) comes back (changed from Juliette), it is still dark. I tell her about the man trying to get in. We go over to the door, it's not locked. I hadn't actually managed to lock it. I try again but can't do it. Caroline turns it a different way and it starts to lock. We both work together to make sure it's fully locked. Caroline says I would have been ok as Ian (her husband) was upstairs. I tell her he wouldn't have heard me as I couldn't make a sound. We are driving somewhere, along a street. We talk about what he would have done if he'd got in. I realise as it's summer it's more the season to do this kind of thing, I suggest he would have stolen money and anything little but valuable he saw. I realise he probably would have took my laptop. I say to Caroline that he was an opportunist, and that I probably scared him off.

I go out of a back door into a school playground (It looks like my first school a little but feels a bit like my secondary school). I walk to the far end of the playground and through a metal gate. I then return, as I walk back it strikes me that it is dark and I wonder why I didn't put the lights on. I can hear a noise and feel scared. I just want to get back into the safety of the building and lock the doors. I head towards the door but see another one further right and am confused about which door I came out of. I go to the door on the right, as I do so I hear a noise. There is a gate even further right, it is opening. I am struggling to get in the door quickly. I want to get in and lock the door but then there is a man right there in front of me. I am really scared. He has on a black hat and he shouts at me to 'Get Out' I shout out 'No'. I am petrified.

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Dream Interpretation / End of the world
« on: March 12, 2014, 11:19:45 AM »
I just had to share this dream which seems to be a follow on from events over the past couple of weeks which I wrote about here ~ http://dreamhawk.com/forums/index.php?topic=3266.0

This is the dream........
I am stood alone in the middle of nowhere, but I am aware of people somewhere around me. All around me is dusty earth and nothing else in sight. I know that it is the end of the world. I think about packing my things but realise I don't need to as I won't exist after this and neither will anyone else, although I also have a sense that I have luggage in my hands already. I also know that although it's the end, there is a small glimmer of something new and I sense that although it is the end of the world, there is something after it. Something new. It looks like a ball of light and I sense it to be near or in my right hand.

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General Discussion / Connecting to my higher self?
« on: February 26, 2014, 12:15:30 PM »
I wonder if anyone can advise?

I've always wanted to connect with my higher self (I know we all are connected but I wanted to hear/feel the messages) so I've always tried but failed. Two years ago I was having a bad day, was going to get back in bed and give up for the day when I heard a voice say very clearly, "You need to eat." This voice wasn't mine but wasn't distinguishable as anyone else's either. It wasn't exactly in my head but it wasn't outside of it either! It just was. I had the distinct feeling it was my higher self. I went home, grabbed some food, got in bed, ate it and within two hours I felt completely fine and back to normal.

Since then I've had nothing.

Last week I was in bed awake, it was morning, I'd been awake maybe 30 minutes thinking about various things. I know I had been thinking about my sister as she's going through a bit of a wild phase which is having a detrimental effect on those around her, but then my mind went blank and I distinctly heard a voice again that again wasn't mine and was neither in or out of my head. This time the voice said, very clearly, "Less than a year to live."

I really snapped out of my thinking and became very aware of my surroundings, so I would say I was either in a slight meditative state or it's possible I was dozing off, but once I heard it I was very alert. I didn't feel any major fear about the words but it has played on my mind ever since.

Could this have been my higher self?

Is this notice that I have less than a year to live or that my sister has less than a year to live or could it mean something else?

Do I need to be thinking realistically about the possibility of dying?

I'm 40, fit and healthy and haven't had any concerns and strangely I don't feel panicked or scared by what I heard but it is on my mind.

Two days after I heard this I was doing some writing (this is mostly how I meditate/learn/grow spiritually) when I started writing what could possibly be an idea for a book and it kind of ties in with having less than a year to live so I'm also wondering if my higher self is guiding me through my thoughts to writing a book. I have noted since then that other thoughts/ideas keep popping into my head regarding how the 'story' could go. Am I clutching at straws because I don't want to face what could possibly be my impending death?!!

Any thoughts?

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Dream Interpretation / Thought I'd share my great dream!
« on: December 13, 2013, 01:03:02 PM »
I thought I'd share because it's left me feeling so good! I'm pretty sure I know what this dream means for me ~ I've been avoiding change for a long time but finally feel ready to embrace it. That change comes with some fear because it could turn my world upside down but I feel the dream is telling me that it will work out great in the end.

My dream......

I am in a show with four black men (I am a white female). Above us is a pole and my part in the show is to hang upside down from the pole. It is an amazing feat and the crowd are impressed!

I am in a room and I'm thinking about doing the trick again, this time there is no audience. I go over to the bar, it is pale in colour and wooden. I don't think it looks strong. I pull on it to test the weight and the middle bows and looks as though it will break so I decide against it.
I go into another room where there is another pole. This pole looks strong, it is dark wood and I sense it is strong. I want to do the trick again but there are people all around me telling me not to do it, telling me it's not safe but I really want to turn upside down and feel excited at the thought of it.
I go to the pole, put my hands on it and flip so that my feet are above the pole and I let go with my hands and begin to turn upside down but I don't manage to go all the way, I don't know why.
The next thing I know there are  kind of like shop shelves above the bar. There are children by the shelves and the shelves are full of tins, wide tins full of meat. Everyone is warning me that if I turn upside down all the tins will fly towards me and hit me but I still really want to do it. The excitement is outweighing the danger.
I turn upside down and this time I manage to turn all the way (because of the tins weight)  just as all the tins come flying off the shelf but instead of hitting me, they all fly past me and land on the ground. I feel really good and exhilarated.

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Dream Interpretation / Visiting the lighthouse
« on: September 10, 2011, 04:51:58 PM »
I am on my way to the Isle of Wight, I'm in the water which is a beqautiful shade of blue. It is a warm summer's day, there is a good feeling everywhere and people are laughing and having fun. I have a young child relying on me to help him/her. I take him/her in my arms and start swimming easily. I am a good strong swimmer and can very easily cope with holding a child. Ahead of us are lots of inflatable slides and  people using them, it's kind of like a water park but with a nice friendly atmosphere, not commercial. Everyone seems to be friends with everyone else.
I arrive at a fairly tall but wide wooden gate/door and go inside. The building I am in is kind of a lighthouse but is also a proper home. My friend Jodie is there, it is her home. She gets down on her knees, produces a box with a ring in it and asks me to marry her. I am aware that I am thinking that I really don't want to, that I don't love her, that I'm not into her type at all (women) but I find myself saying yes but tell myself that I will end it in a few months. My inability to say no to something that just isn't right for me is profound.
I head to go outside to the water again, there is a woman there who asks for my ticket. I realise I have to show my ticket every time I want to come out and think I'll be showing it a lot as I expect to be in and out a great deal. I can't find my ticket in my purse and am concerned that I've lost it but then remember it's in my pocket. She laughs and says she remembers me putting it there last time.  I go out feeling a little odd that I'm now engaged to Jodie.

 

I am in a car with another friend, Joanne , she is driving me to the lighthouse. We are in London and somehow she knows exactly how to get to where we're going and yet I had needed to use my satnav. I think she must have been here before. We are driving along and can see the lighthouse in the middle of the water, but it looks more like a water fort now, shorter. We also see that there's an entire village around the lighthouse. I know my friend Katie  lives in some part of the lighthouse and I want to get there.
I am in the lighthouse, it has six bedrooms. An estate agent is showing me. the bedroom at the top has two single beds in and is pink. Katie mainly lives in the bottom section of the lighthouse. I think it must get pretty lonely living here and quite boring. The room at the back of the lighthouse is the one Katie uses the most, it's calm and relaxing and you can hear the sea lapping against the walls. I think to myself that when it's stormy outside, it must be really lovely and cosy to be sat in this room. I wonder if I would get really bored living here with nowhere to go but then see Katie step out a large beautiful garden. She is being interview for the television, she is pregnant and I can see that having a garden would make life so much more pleasurable and it would be lovely to live here. Katie is much more beautiful in real life than how I've seen her online and how I imagine her to be.

 

I am walking along a cobbled street, a man comes up behind me (this man sort of looks like my ex but has the feel of deep respectful kind love more than he has a look) and places his hand on the top of my breast. I know he loves me. We walk along and there is a silent agreement that we are together in love, no words are really needed. We love each other deeply.
We go into a building which has wooden floors and three glass boxes like you would see at a fair. The one of the left has a man eating chips in it, the one in the middle was empty and the one on the right, Paddy from Big Brother got inside of and is saying something I can't understand. My ex talks too and I can hear that he sounds the same as Paddy, their accents similar. I can't understand either of them.


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Questions about dreams / A question for Tony Crisp,if I may?
« on: January 07, 2011, 11:22:52 AM »
I first bought your dream dictionary about 8 years ago and have found it very useful in working out what my dreams might mean for me, sometime I tweak your interpretations as I think they mean something different for me. For instance, a spider for me, in real life, holds me in great fear, it is the thing I am most scared of, so when I dream of a spider I consider its meaning for me to be about great fear.

I also bought your book the instant dream book but never felt compelled to read it until this week. I'm now learning how it's important to ask yourself whether you were active or not, how you felt and how you could have changed things to your advantage. I am already seeing this working for me in my interpretations.

My question is, which option is more likely to give you a better understanding? The symbols interpreted or the questioning, or really should it be a combination of the two?

I've always focused much more on the symbols but am very open to new ways of understanding my dream meanings.

Thank you in advance

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Dream 1 occured 2 nights ago:I am walking through the local shopping centre, there are men dancing towards me swathed in fabric, glittery and pink. There is a lot of fun going on but for me an undercurrant of slight fear as they come towards me.

 I am walking in the bedroom to come downstairs, the floorboads are creaking under foot. As I get down the stairs I can see my ex B (who is a mix of B and my previous ex A) putting his pants in the wash basket. I realise he was masturbating and the sound of the floor boards alerted him to my arrival. I feel quite aroused. I joke with him about it and about the fact he didn't finish.

B/A goes upstairs to have a bath and finish what he started. I go into the downstairs toilet with my youngest daughter and want to masturbate. (At this point I had a orgasm in my sleep) I think about B/A masturbating and realise I don't care at all about it, before it used to bother me.

Dream 2 happened last night:B and I have had a lovely time together and are very much in love. We've decided, as it's Saturday to spend the day together. Our daughter  isn't around and it seems this is based in the past.

We are at B's house, I am getting some stuff for him to come to mine, he has gone to a local place  to drop something off or pick up, possibly at my mum's house. I feel very happy, content and at peace. I get what I need and decide to wait in the car for him. I can't go anywhere until he comes back as he is driving. I close the front door, open the passenger side door and place the stuff on the seat then decide to go to the shop to get a puzzle book to do while I wait for him.

 

I go into the shop and look around, I have a sense that my daughter  is with me now. Towards the back of the shop I see my other daughter's 3 friends, Belinda, Yasmin and another girl I don't recognise, she is very small compared to the other girls. As I stand next to Belinda I realise I am taller than her, this is because I have on my daughter'swhite wedge sandals. I pick Belinda up to demonstrate what I can do now that I'm bigger. I then pat the unfamiliar girl on the head and talk down to her in a patronising way. I realise I am doing it and apologise to her immediately. I stand next to Yasmin and notice she's actually taller than I realised but not as tall as me. I go to the back of the shop, which looks similar to my local New Age shop and a post office and take something off a stand.

 

I have paid and am heading out of the shop. I have 2 large wrapped pillows in my hands, as I walk they are slipping from my grasp. My youngest daughter P is leaving the shop ahead of me, there is a large fluffy Alsation dog outside which barks at P. I can see P is scared and trying to get away. I can't make up my mind whether to go to P's aid or whether to get a better hold of the pillows. I choose the pillows. I see a dark haired man get hold of the dog's lead. By the time I get outside I see the man sat cradling the dog, stroking it. The dog is calm and content. As I approach I see the lead is really long and realise that is how he was able to get to P so easily. The dog comes towards me. I see it is off the leash, the man undoes something which frees the dog more but he makes no attempt to run or attack. The dog is loving and affectionate.

 

Auntie Julie (in real life was down syndrome and had a lot of needs) is with me but represents P. She is using a child's plastic spade to dig up three balls. We go over and talk to a female that is on the right, possibly my friend Debbie. She is very accepting of Julie and talks to her quite normally. Julie talks back normally.



In the first dream I felt apprenhensive while the men were appraoching me, but the masturbatiuon part I felt quite relaxed, it was all very familiar to me.
In the second dream I felt relaxed and happy throughout, even when my daughter was scared and feeling threatened, which I find strange in my waking state as it would be the opposite.

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Greetings / Hello, new member here
« on: December 12, 2010, 09:15:26 AM »
Hi, I'm Mokey and am new to this discussion board. I have been interested in dreams, and keeping a dream journal, for the last ten years.

I live in Hampshire, England and live a fairly happy life of self discovery. Not always  easy but always interesting, helped by my dreams.


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