Date of dream: Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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First I dreamt that I was at some sort of community picnic and for some reason I was talking to a woman I know about how may son had gotten a new google account. She told me that google was very dangerous and that they were taking money out of her checking account.
I was surprised because the woman I was talking to was not someone I expected to be knowleable about the types of things she was talking about....google, finances...etc....
Then I was in a cafeteria and someone was playing the piano. It was a very pretty song. There were two women sitting at the table with me and they were sort of snooty, women who thought they were upper middle class. But they were listening to the music in what I thought was a reverent way and I thought it was so beautiful that the music was bringing everyone together and that these two women who didn't see like the artisitc type, would enjoy it tye way they did.
After the piano player was done, I looked at the music and was surpised to see that it was a level 1 piece, because I had thought it was harder than that. Then the women started talking about how they didn't like the song. They said that itw as strange and they didn't like the way that it repeated the same type of tune over and over in different keys.
I tried to explain to them that since it was a beginner piece, it was written this way to be simple to play and to instruct as well. They were not interested in what I was saying and they ignored me. I felt let down because I realized that the moment that I thought we had shared had not actually happened.
Additional Comments:
I often feel that way, like I did in the dream, that other people don't really understand me and I don't understand them. I feel like I can't connect with them, because we see things so differently. And any time I think I understand the underlying dynamics of what is occuring in a situation, I am probably totally off-base.
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Date of dream: Friday, June 05, 2009
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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A very strange dream. I wish I could remember it better, it will be difficult to write it out cogently, but it is worth writing down even if it doesn't entirely make sense.
A friend of my daughters came to spend the night, and something that lives in the closet upstairs killed her. I don't know what it was, an evil presence or something. I don't know if she died at our house, or if she died when she got home, I think it was when she got home. It wasn't my fault, it was noghting that I could have done anything about or forseen and I wasn't being blamed. But I was so ashamed to see her parents, I dreaded it. I knew I would have to go to the funeral and that I would have to say something but I didn't know what to say and I was afraid that in their grief, tey would be angry at me, even though I didn't cause it.
I saw her in her coffin and that made me really feel bad. I thought about the thing that lived in the closet and wondered how I put up with it. I wondered why I put up with it, and why I didn't just move. I thought about the dread that I have felt for such a long time over it and realized how I have been living with it for so long and how bad it was that I had grown so used to it that something so horrible had become something that I was willing to live with. I wondered how I let this happen to me, how I let myself get this way. I realized that I needed to change my thinking.
I realized how unwholesom e it was to have this thing around my daughters, them having to grow up with it. And I don't even know what it was. I wonder what it represents? I think this one will require some dreamwork.
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Cl-s friend has something about her that I don't entirely trust. I don't know if that has anything to do with her being the main character or not.
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Date of dream: Thursday, September 25, 2008
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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I was driving down the road and suddenly decided to go into the studio where I used to take bellydance lessons. i was going to attend the lesson but suddenly realized that I hadn't paid. So I sat in a chair and watched everyone. There were lots of people there, they were practicing a dance where they were weaving in and out and around each other, almost like square dancing. There were men there too and I thought that was weird, as a matter-of-fact, I can't even imagine a man belly dancing.
I felt really stupid for being there and embarassed. I mean, why would you go into a belly dance studio during lessons and then just sit there and watch. After the class ended, I wanted to explain it to the instructor. I wanted to tell her that I was drving down the road and suddenly found myself in here and didn't know how. She and I used to be friends and I didnt want her to think that I was stalking her or something.
But I couldn't really talk to her because she was talking to too many people. So, I just left. When I got outside, I didn't know where I was. I wasn't on the right street. And it was a house, not a belly dance studio. Okay, I know this is boring. I just don't want to miss any details. I have dreamed about this street before, I think. Or a similar one.
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The belly dance teaher used to be a friend of mine and she meant a lot to me. She made special trips to see me several times when I didn't live close by and then suddenly wouldn't even speak to me. I didn't live anywhere near her so couldn't have done anything to her. But I have bipolar disorder and I was a mess back then. My mother and her mother are friends, so maybe she heard something about me. I don't know, I have never understood it. She really meant a lot to me and it's as though I mean nothing to her.
She is a belly dance instructor and I have always wanted to take belly dance lessons, but didn't because she was the teacher and I didn't want to see her. I didn't want to look like I was taking the lessons just to see her. But finally, I saw her after all these years and she was nice but different. It was still like I didn't matter, or like I was someone she barely knew. I still don't really understand. We knew each other since we were 3 years old. And she acts like I am someone she barely knew.
Her mother is very formal. She is the kind of woman who talks about what she thinks and not how she feels. Maybe she takes after her. I don't know. Anyway, I keep dreaming about Lauren and it embarasses me and makes me feel pathetic because I can't get past caring about someone who doesn't care about me.
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