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Posted Monday, March 15, 2010; 3:01 pm
I had another of those odd dreams that you are happy to realize was only a dream when you wake up. I took Norman to the vet this morning to get a clip, and then went to see dad in Rehab, but he was asleep, so I came home, and I was so tired I took a nap.
In the dream, my Mother and Father were still alive, and I was in the coast guard, but it was the current day, not the past. In the dream, my father went into one of his mindless rages at me over something trivial, and I walked out, in my full Coast Guard Uniform, but I was not a simple petty officer, I was a full Captain, and yet Dad was treating me as a small child.
So I drove off and ended up in some tropical mountain in the middle of snowfield with lots of skiers flying through the air. The mountain had huge multicolored flowers hanging off it. I took my cameras and zoomed in on the mountain as sunset shadows moved across it spectacularily.
I was driving cross country with three dogs, Norman, Herbie-Norman’s Brother, and Tootsie, a Yorkie we used to have. I became very tired and parked the car, which was full of stuff, and cameras and video equipment, and went to sleep in the woods in a tent.
In the dream, I awoke to the sounds of a hyena and only Norman was still with me, I found Herbie walking around outside and Tootsie was gone.
I went back to the car and found the doors and trunk open, and the car was empty, everything having been stolen. In the dream I stood there holding Herbie and Norman thinking how awful that all my stuff, especially my cameras and recorded videos were now gone, and then I woke up and was glad it was only a dream.
Posted Thursday, March 4, 2010; 1:30 pm
Last night I had a couple of odd dreams.
In one dream, I had gone to some sort of party, and when I came out my car had been broken into, and everything in it, including some valuable but unspecified valuable stuff had beentaken, and the car had been trashed, doors torn off, et cetera.
In another, separate dream later, I dreamed I lived in an apartment building in a semi rural area. I dreamed there were reports of a wildfire, but I didn’t take them seriously until I looked out the window and saw the fire right outside in the grass and trees outside my apartment building. Everyone else had abandoned the apartment building but for some reason I had not, so I ran outside and grabbed a garden hose and tried to save the building, but the building and everything I owned went up in flames.
I find it odd that in two separate dreams, I am faced with losing a lot of my personal property. I think it may be a reflection of my personal life, with Dad being so on-and-on sick, the breakup, and a general unsureness about where my life is going.
Posted Tuesday, April 28, 2009; 4:10 pm
Last night I had a dream about my Ex. It’s now been a bit over 4 months since we broke up.
In the dream, I’d moved to Berkeley, where I lived long ago even before we met. She came to see me and we decided to become a couple again. In the dream we we were happy together again and then I woke up and for a few moments I had to remember where I was and then I realized it was only a dream.
jtg
Posted Sunday, April 19, 2009; 8:41 pm
I took an extended nap this afternoon. Yesterdays long day and lots of walking on the hills of Cal Poly took a lot out of me.
In this nap, I had a dream about Mom. It’s the first time I’ve dreamed about her in a long time. used to dream about her a lot. A common dream after her death was that she had returned, that there had been some kind of mistake, and she was back, but just for a quick visit,and then she had to return to death. No dreams don’t always make much sense.
In today’s dream, she was alive again, but it was a flashback to alternative timeline where her death went about in a totally different way. I was living at home with Dad, but Mom, in her final sickness had gone away, somewhere, I don’t know where. I knew she was sick and dying, but she wasn’t a part of mine nor Dad’s daily life. Then in the dream, I heard she had died, and I started going through the shelves in the kitchen and found a bunch of little glasses and things she had taken from various restaurants we’d visited at over the years. She did use to sneak out with little stuff like that when I was a kid. In the dream, I as very sad, but I couldn’t cry for some reason. My brother and father were there. Sister Judy was not for some reason.
The dream was totally different than how it actually happened, with Mom living at home dying from cancer, with everyone in the family there the morning she actually died.
I’ve been thinking about why this dream at this time, and I think maybe it’s because yesterday at Cal Poly I repeated had to answer the question “What year did you graduate” with “I didn’t graduate because I found out I had cancer a few weeks after my mother died from cancer and had to drop out”. That may have brought that part of my life back into the forefront of my dream mind.
jtg
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