dreams october
Early October dreaming:Conf dream:
I dreamt the world was in chaos from an airborne pandemic ailment. The 8 people I banded with were people known only for a few days. We were in an outdoor commons area registering with some governmental org, and were so tired from wandering on foot. I had money and found lodging for a night where we could all sack out on the floor. I looked at them and thought, anyone of us may have been previously exposed. We are all equally a threat to each other. (It was like one of those zombie movies, although I don't think we would turn into anything.) I was also much younger, maybe 35. A fellow came up to me and gave me a strong hug and a kiss. He was familiar supposedly, and I thought...oh, I've always loved you. That became the overriding feeling and pandemic anxiety was just a nagging afterthought, although nothing had really changed.
November dreams:
There was some element of stalking that had come up in conversations, which brought up past concerns and 2 interesting dreams.
Very simple dream. The past in the form of my old stalker layed upon the floor, a shell of his former self. In fact he was like a parade balloon with all the air let out. I picked him up and wore him like a coat with his arms thrown over my shoulders and his head as a hood.
It reminded me of primitive man, who might wear an animal skin to take its power, strangely honoring something feared as well. Apparently most of us are a little Neanderthal. I felt protected by this borrowed belief.
The second dream brought the stalker closer, in the same town. I immediately moved to a cabin attached to a large hotel, and did not worry at all. The cabin was too obscure to be noticed by anyone.
I don't recall dreaming of the person as a person before. Neither dream created fear.
December Dreaming:
This past week my dreams are just silly. I dreamt there was a small waterfall behind the refrigerator which turned into something the size of Niagra falls. A person I know stopped by and quickly turned it off. There was a cute guy, dark-haired, skinny. I must have been young in the dream. I gave him a kiss and hug. He looked familiar, perhaps from some TV show. In the second part of the dream a lady was jumping cars with her own. There were a dozen on the street, and she was not liable for any damage. I knew she wouldn't make it. The people that owned the cars were at the movies, and they returned prior to her jump. I felt grateful as they drove away, because trouble had been averted.
Whenever I think of the dream, I hear Blondie's song "Rapture" about men from Mars eating cars.
That was it. I have trouble remembering dreams these days. If I pay attention, I'll remember.
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