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Prompt & peaceful at the airport.

Date of dream: Tuesday, October 09, 2007

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Its daytime and I find myself at a pleasant spacious airport I am here to catch a flight and have arrived in plenty of time and already checked my luggage in I feel extremely cool, calm and collected.

As I have plenty of time before my plane leaves I take a stroll around the airports facilities, I eventually come to an open cafeteria area where I see my father sat at a round table by himself. I go over and sit with my Dad and tell him that he should go and check in now as this will leave him plenty of time and we can both go and have a meal together before we fly.

(In my dream it didn’t feel as if I had planned on meeting my Dad here but more like I just bumped into him).

A very feminine and childlike female work colleague walks over to the round table we are sat at and begins circling it in a clockwise direction. She continues to do this and begins to rise up into the air as if climbing an invisible corkscrew staircase, as she climbs she chats with us both in a vague sort of way.

At first she doesn’t seem to make much progress but eventually she manages to make her way up to the ceiling and passes through it to the next floor like some kind of ghostly apparition.

As I watched and chatted with the woman my Dad followed my advice and had been away to the check in desk to confirm his booking and hand his luggage over, this is a good thing as now we have a good few hours to relax and be at peace before our flight.

Additional Comments:

I felt very positive and in control in this dream and sort of complete somehow.

In contrast to this dream I had another this night where I was preparing to set off to an airport with my Mum, her sister and my cousins, my stepfather and sisters. It was difficult trying to get them all organized, I recall trying to impress the fact on them that we needed to leave on time if we were to get to the airport on time. We were going to be going to Spain, at on point my Mum handed me a plastic carrier bag which contained some old beach items of mine like trunks and goggles but also in this bag was a slightly rusty watch. Some well behaved pets were also involved in the drama too we seemed to need to take care of them before we left, also some managers from my work were helping me board up an old barn door because I couldn’t manage it by myself. As we are close to leaving I’m really having my doubts that we will get everyone’s luggage into the rear of the car, it would be much better if we had two vehicles. I also feel as if we will be late arriving at the airport.

(The airport symbolism in both dreams is almost certainly symbolic as I have no plans to travel by plane at the moment or the near future).
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    When a restoration stops being a restoration.

    Date of dream: Monday, August 20, 2007

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    I’m down in a dimly lit cellar which is also a mechanics workshop my Dad and his sister (my aunt who I think of as being really cool) are both down here with me.

    We all stand watching two older male mechanics completely stripping two old British motorcycles down to the last nut and bolt they are going to restore the motorcycles from the ground up. The scene with the mechanics seems slightly detached from me my aunt and father, it’s almost as if we are watching a scene from the 1950’s.

    As we stand watching the mechanics my Dad tells me that his father knew how to completely strip a motorcycle down too. I watch as the mechanics finish removing the last of the components leaving just the motorcycle frames sat on the workbenches in front of them.

    My Dad passes a comment that all they have to do now is to remove the rubber bushes from the frame that are used to limit the engine vibrations and then they have finished and ready to start the restoration. I notice that these large black rubber washers have perished so the mechanics have to cut them away with a craft knife.

    I start to feel a bit unimpressed by the whole seen and say to my Dad why bother restoring an old motorcycle with new parts and components when you can just go and buy a brand new modern motorcycle with all of the latest technology and comforts.

    He doesn’t seem to have anything to say in response to my comment and I sense that he feels a little lost for words. I get the impression that all that is going to be kept over from the original motorcycle is the frame I find the idea of this renovation quite pointless.

    My aunt stands in the background she is doing something whilst listening in on me and my fathers conversation, she has an expression on her face that is full of worldly wisdom as if to say she knows exactly what this dream symbolizes and represents, she gives me a rye smile as I try to convince my Dad of the pointlessness of renovating an old bike with new parts just to make it look old again.

    Just then I pick up a motorcycle magazine of a work bench and have a flick through it, I read an article about a modern motorcycle I know my Dad had his eye on a while back. I have a quick glance over the review and then hold the magazine out to show him a picture of the bike. I tell him “Hey look, this bike you were interested in a while back they’ve changed the engine from a V-twin to a V-four”.

    The engine upgrade has got to be a good thing and I try to suggest that my Dad should buy something like this instead. Strangely though I see a sticker on the rear of the bike in the photograph which deceptively reads “V5”, I wonder to myself very puzzled why they would call it a V5 when it only has four cylinders?
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    Aunt’s illness & dad’s cure.

    Date of dream: Thursday, November 30, 2006

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    It is daytime and I am near to my childhood home, my aunt (from my dad’s side) is nearby and I am aware that she is very unwell, another female is also present but I am unable to see her. My aunt wants to explain and show what her problem is but she is too embarrassed to do it in front of me.

    She takes the other woman to one side and asks her to have a look at what is causing her such distress. Although I wasn’t permitted to see this scene I somehow manage to follow and watch what happens discreetly from a distance.

    I watch as my aunt and the other woman sit down, my aunt moves her hand to the left side of her cheek and lifts a small flap of skin, which reveals a small hole formed by some kind of small sharp object that has pierced her cheekbone.

    The problem with her cheekbone seems to be linked to her sinuses, which causes her terrible pain. I’m not sure how this problem started but I feel that it was aggravated by some kind of medical procedure.

    I really want to help my aunt and I try to quickly think of things that I could do that would help. Just then I see my dad walking down the small country lane near to the house, it looks as if he has just finished work. I run over to him and wrap my arms around him and give him a big hug.

    I know that my dad will be able to cure my aunt (his sister) and this thought makes me feel very relieved and happy. I look just behind me to my childhood home, I want to buy the property so that I can live in it again, no matter what the cost I want it back even if it means living in poverty and debt for the rest of my life.

    I even have the strange thought that it wouldn’t even bother me if I had to share the house with squatters as long as I get to live there again.

    Additional Comments:

    The sinuses problem my aunt had could be linked to my own problem somehow, although she doesn’t suffer from such a problem or not that I am aware of?

    As positive as I felt about buying the house in my dream it may simply be wish fulfilment for past things, in fact with hindsight as much as I yearn for certain things from the past it might not be so healthy to keep wanting what is lost in the past? Although the part where I met my dad made me very happy.
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    Aunt
    Cheek
    Sinuses
    Dad
    Home
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    Concern
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    Discretion
    Love