I'm in a cave, I think. There are monster mouths everywhere, on the
walls, floor, ceiling. Seems to be no way out, but I find a small tunnel
.. looks claustrophobic. I decide to try and escape.
There were lots of people behind a curtain. I could mostly see only their feet.
In a room with many piles of laundry, I'm exhausted, so went to sleep on top of one pile.
Staircase themed dreams last night. In one, I was running down some
cathedral stairs, afraid and escaping something unseen. Another dream, I
was hurrying up some theater stairs, because I had forgotten something
upstairs. And sometime during all this, I came across a backstage
mirror, and saw that my face had become swollen and distorted.
The rebels told me where to go, they were going to hide me in an old
cottage somewhere. But the people in power caught up with me, so I ran
in circles to try to shake them. I eventually hid behind a tree and lost
them.
Waiting at the bus stop with two cats and a dozen suitcases.
I was in a big city looking for a place I could put my compost. I saw a
basket of dried leaves and flowers on a wall, I thought it was for a
remembrance of someone who died, so I added one of my dead flowers to
it.
Michael and I took a scooter-taxi in Dublin. Looked like Dublin bus had
put one of their seats on it for a passenger. Michael had to stand.
Tinkerbelle is frolicking in a beautiful meadow. (This dream is from a
few days ago. My cat was really sick, and the day we planned to take her
to the vet, I had this dream right before waking up. I thought she had
gone, I rushed downstairs to see, but she was still hanging on. She was
diagnosed with lymphoma, so we have no idea how long she will live.)
Odd dream last night .. kind of animated. Three insects were doing a seed challenge to see which tree would grow the tallest.
I was walking through some very tall grass. There were several large
mice running around too. A small girl appeared and picked up one of the
mice to cuddle it.
My husband must have left me sleeping in a yew tree grove because I was
very tired. I woke up with a small spider building a web in my hair. I
couldn't remember what I was dreaming about, so closed my eyes to see if
I could catch a fragment .. and I woke up again in my own bed.
I'm in a cave with stalactites and stalagmites. Digging in the sand, I found several souvenir spoons, one had a little windmill.
My grandson (who is in reality 7) is a teenager with dreadlocks and a
little beard. He is showing me around on his warthog farm. The warthogs
also have dreadlocks.
A man was pushing another man in a wheelchair, rushing and shoving
through the crowds in Temple Bar. He told me to keep close behind them
so I could get through the crowd. The wheelchair man looked a bit
worried.
I 'm looking for a nice dress to wear to an event, and find a lovely pale purple one with embroidery. I put it on and do a twirl.
Had a lovely dream of hanging the laundry in a rose garden on a very windy day.
After a few dreams of running around a vast underground bunker with
computers, and an airport searching for my brother John... I ended up
right before waking at an attic window looking at a giant willow tree
with a friendly face.
I want to take a photo of a cloud that looks like a woman, and thought
it would look good from the top floor window. But there is a slippery
and splintery incline to get to the next floor. I drop my camera, which
slides back down.
My son Robby and I are cycling thru Dublin, where there is a big traffic
jam. We need to get across the street, so Robby shows me a trick where
he rides the bike up the side of a building, flipping him into the air
to land on the other side.
