Date of dream: Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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Very vague since I didn't take notes and I'm in a hurry now. I had this while dozing upright on the couch during a home makeover show on HGTV.
The dream was, of course, centered around a home makeover! The recipients seemed to be my Aunt Peggy and...Jason Lee as Earl, from the show My Name Is Earl. O_o I guess he was meant to be my Uncle John (Peggy's husband). Huh. They were apparently redoing the house and it was really big inside with all kinds of rooms. I'm pressed for time and don't remember the order of things, so these are the different images I recall:
* A rutted dirt road way out near some woods; I think Earl had to drive down this, perhaps on his way to the house, which was likely way out in the country (tree country).
* The color yellowish-offwhite, which I think was like much of the interior of the house. Ma was with me and we walked around a lot. I thought it looked nice, but she might have said, "This house is ugly." (She keeps saying that of a house on a program on HGTV, which I think was the very show what was on as I slept; I asked her if she said that while I was napping and she replied that she might have.)
* Wall calendars. I went wandering off from everyone else and toward a back section of the house; I crossed this wooden stand, like a magazine holder, perched high atop a counter or something and to my right when I turned back; it held things in it. Curious, I looked at them and saw that it was an extensive collection of wall calendars with images of Michigan. Apparently they were like magazines and this one company or publisher put a new one out every year, and Earl liked to collect them; he had a nice collection going back quite a ways, maybe to the Sixties or Seventies--a lot looked rather old. They weren't the big kind that I like to use to cover composition books, but were smaller, like 8.5x11", like another calendar I have. They were all like nature and scenery images of Michigan. Ma came near and I started trying to catch her attention without being too obvious, because for some reason I didn't want Earl or Peggy to see my enthusiasm. I pulled one calendar out of its slot--there were calendars in several slots, side by side and up and down, but none were full or packed; they were just kind of put in there haphazardly, maybe by year. I tried to get Ma's attention and waved the calendar a bit. "Hey, look!" I whispered, and when she looked I held it up with a grin. "He collects calendars!" She didn't much care. I would have loved to take them to cover books with them, but #1, they were too small, and #2, they weren't mine; for all I knew, Earl really liked to collect and keep them. So I put it back, but with no hard feelings, since I knew I couldn't have it. I just found it amusing that he collected them when I like to use them myself.
* Cowrie shells. Perhaps on my way back toward the calendar stand, I passed a counter on my left--there was something sitting upon or along it, like more shelves, but I ignored that and focused on a little container (a big clamshell?) sitting on the counter. It had various sizes of cowrie shells sitting in it. These excited me as well because I was thinking of Megis shells, which are important in Midewiwin (Ojibwa Grand Medicine Society) lore. I wondered if I should take one but I couldn't decide. There were some regular-sized ones, and some TEENY ones. I picked them up and felt them in my hands--they may have been wet--and sometimes they were oddly shaped, like almost flat; but I looked at them from a certain angle and they looked more cowrielike, with their little ridged "mouth" on the bottom. They were glossy smooth, polished. I thought of my medicine man character (and former Mide medicine man) Moon Wolf. I didn't feel I would be stealing if I took some of these, but I was indecisive about which one. They were whitish with darker colors like amber brown mottling them, and the dish holding them was kind of like a soap dish (but may have been a shell itself), smooth and maybe wet.
* Really wanting a drink. Peg, Ma, and I (maybe also Earl?) ended up in a large back room that was perhaps a bathroom of sorts. There was this big fountain (again, everything was in shades of yellow creamy offwhite) which was like a sink, but maybe also like a toilet? This is too confusing to spend much time on, but I think it had several taps, and when I tried to use one I had trouble, like it started leaking. I think I turned the handle a little one way and it acted up, so I turned the handle back, but couldn't figure out how it worked; then I think Peg had to turn the handle all the way one way and then it spouted water. I was very thirsty and I may have drunk some. I didn't want to break their nice new fountain. I may have also had to use the bathroom but wasn't sure how or where.
* I put off this last part, and so unfortunately don't really remember it. All I know is I had thoughts regarding two characters of mine from Escape From Manitou Island, Nigankwam (the leader of a tribe of Thunderbirds) and the Red Swan. I believe I considered pairing them up as lovers, and I really liked the idea, but then I remembered **SPOILER!!** that Nigankwam gets killed in the story, so I was rather disappointed. :/
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Date of dream: Saturday, December 17, 2005
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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Vague.
I was with somebody--an older person, and possibly a child, like a little girl. I had a reason for being with them but I don't recall this part anymore. We seemed to be standing in a green overcast park when I turned and glanced toward--whatever lay outside the park. Either a street, or the harbor, as this was now Mackinac Island. I think it was afternoon or early evening and I thought, "We're here. I still have some time left. I can go walk along below the East Bluff and see what there is. I WILL go and see what there is."
I was supposed to stay with these people, but I started marching out of the park. They seemed to try to stop me--the older person, at least, as the little girl (Lucy Pevensie (Georgie Henley) from The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe?) was just watching in awe--but I was determined. "I'll come back when I'm done. I'll be here on time," I said, and I would NOT be swayed. I just kept walking, and turned to head to the East Bluff along the shore road.
It was now late afternoon or early evening and the sun was setting; there was some golden light striking things on the East Bluff, which is odd, because it's the EAST Bluff, and it should have been darkened. It was like a combination of this and Orchard Beach Road, near where I live. "I'll try to see where the Fairy Arch once stood," I told myself, "and see what other former formations I can make out." The high trees atop the cliff appeared (on which side of me, I'm not sure, though they SHOULD have been on my left) and I felt triumphant that I'd made it. I was really power-walking fast here. I do think I spotted one washout section of collapsed rock growing closer, but never saw more of it. It was nice out--probably summer--and I hoped to see something interesting before having to head back.
It gets vaguer here and goes offtopic. As I marched along, I think I sensed that a little girl was in trouble and I needed to help her get away from this bad guy. I now had some sort of little wheeling portfolio or suitcase or something--you know, like you use in airports, only a small version like one I have in real life--and was wheeling this along as I went, still as determined as ever to achieve my goal. A twisting wooden stairway appeared off to the right, similar to the ones on the island. I started stomping my way up this, but the going was impeded somewhat because my wheelie would get hung up on the steps and landings. Somebody stood up here--perhaps the guy who was getting the little girl in trouble--and he (?) was surprised to see me attempting this. I stopped at one point and YANKED or pushed my wheelie up, then kept going, thus foiling his (?) plans of derailing me. I had to do this at least twice. And I think at some point the little girl was hiding behind me, as I exuded so much confidence, and was sure to keep her safe.
There may have been a little bit more, perhaps regarding me taking the girl with me and departing from the East Bluff before the bad guys could get us, but I don't recall. I only take note of this much because it was about Mackinac Island, however wrong the dream geography was. ^_^
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Date of dream: Monday, December 12, 2005
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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We (Ma and I, and maybe someone(s) else) went to visit the Estivant Pines, the last stand of old-growth virgin white pines left in Michigan, way up in the Keweenaw Peninsula of upper Michigan. This is hopelessly vague but a lot of the dream seemed to be buildup to when we were going, though we did eventually end up there. I only seem to remember trekking through a very dense stand of giant pine trees--they were so close together that the paths were quite narrow, and they were very tall--I don't recall looking up. It may have also been winter as I seem to remember wallowing through deep drifts of snow between the pines but this didn't bother me just because the sight was so beautiful. The ground wasn't completely level and I had to climb up and down a little bit. I only recall a little tiny section of forest, but it was so gorgeous. Despite the difficulty in getting around I could have walked around there forever; I felt very excited and adventurous. I think after that we did more but I don't remember what it was; maybe we hiked somewhere else.
In real life the day before this I had been looking at online photos of the Estivant Pines. I just learned of these trees perhaps a couple of weeks ago. They were getting ready to cut them all down for lumber in the 1970s when local residents protested and they were set aside on a reserve. I've been wanting to go and see them since but it may be a while, if ever; whenever I say how I want to go to see things up in the Upper Peninsula my mother's response is not the most encouraging. (When I described this dream and said I wanted to visit, she replied with, "Keep on dreaming." -_- ) So I went looking for photos and found a few online. Apparently the Estivant Pines are very difficult to reach, and you can't drive around them; you can only hike, and practically have to snowshoe in the winter. Camping and fires aren't allowed because a campfire destroyed the Leaning Giant, which had been the record pine in the area until then. Some of the trees take three men to encircle their trunks, they can reach about 150 feet high, and they range from 300-500 years old! Considering that these trees were around back before the Indians ever met the missionaries, I would very much like to see them myself! One of the photos I located was of a girl on snowshoes standing among the pines, and they were crowded very closely together, with great drifts of snow between them; it's dim and shadowed but you can see the tiniest hint of golden sunlight peeking through some of the snowy branches. I believe this image in particular influenced how the pines appeared in my dream.
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