Date of dream: Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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It’s daytime and I find myself alone in a vaguely familiar white, light and airy seafront (dream) apartment which is empty of furnishings. I sense the sea quietly rolling onto the beach outside through the large sliding glass doors from the corner of my eye.
The ghost of a woman suddenly manifests in front of me as if out of thin air, she looks very real as her form solidifies.
I start to feel very anxious and worried that she is going to terrorize me but much to my surprise she floats over towards me and apologizes to me saying that she is sorry for haunting me all this time, she adds that she can see I’m lonely and she thought that she was only helping by haunting me.
She holds her arms out wide and floats up close to me and embraces me in a loving cuddle, I have a fleeting moment of anxiety knowing that she can shift her form and might transform into something frightening but I realize that this fear is foolish so I surrender to her embrace.
As we stand there with our arms wrapped around one another hugging the ghostly woman begins to evaporate, melt and dissolve into my own body where she disappears, after the very emotional drama I’m left once again alone in the quiet room feeling strangely at peace.
Additional Comments:
Thoughts: This dream had a feeling of closure about it particularly at the end.
Dream 1: Going separate ways – I’m riding a horse across a vast arid plain somewhere in the
American Wild West with a posse of cowboys, just up ahead of us are two railway tracks one which has
an old steam locomotive which travels to the left and another which travels to the right. One of the
cowboys in the group calls out to me over the bustle of the trains and our galloping to inform me that
they are all heading off to the left to follow the train. I gather that they want me to follow their gang but
I decide that this is where we all go our separate ways and once they are some way off in the distance
I gallop off to the right away from them following the other train.
Dream 2: How the West was won – I find myself in what feels like an alternate version of America in
the 1960’s in a kind or rural, dry arid outback kind of place, I see a large communal dwelling which is
being occupied by a group of friends who appear to be the band Fleetwood Mac only in this dream
universe’s version of the extended band things are quite different. The friends all look like hippies and
are led by their lead singer who just happens to be the actor Donald Sutherland. They have created a
double album of work which they have called 'How the West was won' and are trying to get promoted. I
take a brief look at the double album and am quite surprised by its professional finish the music is very
good in particular the guitar playing. Turning the light brown album sleeve over I note that one of the
songs is called ‘Joshua Tree’ (in the dream something about this seems familiar but it wasn’t until I
awoke that I realized that the band U2 had an album called ‘The Joshua Tree’). The group of friends
seems very counter-culture and simple, as they come out of their communal home I even see a lady
who looks like Stevie Nicks dressed in a poncho. I’m involved in the dream in a strange kind of way as
if I’m tagging along and following a day in their life. I note that the Donald Sutherland character is very
anti-establishment almost like a revolutionary he doesn’t trust the government and speaks openly
about his strong views.
Dream 3: Bowie & Bacall – I find myself in a honky-tonk Wild West come New Orleans style bar, I’m
aware that I am here to watch an live act that is being put on show for me. I see the musician David
Bowie (circa ‘The Man Who Fell to Earth’) with bright orange hair neatly parted, he sits casually
downstairs I watch as he goes upstairs into a large open area where I see the actress Lauren Bacall
reclining on a chaise longue, a clothes iron which is currently switched and is red hot sits upright on a
nearby coffee table. David tells Lauren off about leaving the clothes iron switched on, after watching
this scene the dream resets itself and I find myself back downstairs looking at David sat down casually
smoking a cigarette. As if reenacting the previous scene I head upstairs where I now see my wife
reclining where Lauren previously was, the clothes iron is still hot and following in David’s footsteps I
tell my wife off for leaving the iron plugged in.
Dream 4: The toothbrush receipt – Morning time and I wake up in bed and see my youngest sister lying
just besides me to my left, nothing intimate was going on between us and we both seemed to have
been sharing the bed and sleeping normally as if it was quite natural. My sister takes out a long
shopping receipt and asks me in a slightly stern questioning sort of way about an item which has shown
up on the receipt which is well over $1000 in value. I take the receipt to try and refresh my memory of
what it could be, I see an item called ‘Nostromo’ against where the large fee is indicated. I say out loud
as if I’ve just remembered and it’s come back to me “Oh, I know what that is it was a new electric
toothbrush I’ve bought’.
Date of dream: Sunday, July 22, 2007
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I find myself back at the hall of my old primary school (it was a place where physical education took
place, jumble sales, and where Christmas plays were put on). I am sat at a large banquet table eating
a fine meal with lots of other people, some of whom are celebrities. I see Rod Stewart sat just opposite
me and he acknowledges me with a nod he appears to be accompanied by a female partner.
Elton John then come sin to see if the celebrations are going okay and that everyone is happy, he
appears to be the host and the one that arranged the festivities. (This scene reminded me a little of the
party that was put on by the nuns when I did my first holy communion, it took place in the same
location too).
Later I am to go up on the stage to sing and perform to the guests, I’m dressed in a dinner suit and
bowtie and am accompanied by a group of other people who are all performing too. I feel self
conscious and have a little stage fright but with the help of the others I manage to summon up the
courage to try and sing.
The way in which I sing is quite funny and almost operatic and very deep! The others join in too and we
put on a bit of a show, I feel a bit uncomfortable and embarrassed. After the singing I and the rest of
the performers relax a bit and have a dance on the stage whilst the audience at the banquet table goes
back to eating and talking amongst themselves.
I start to dance with a tall female work colleague, it’s a very close and intimate dance and we are
pressed against one another very tightly, so much so that her chest is squashed up against mine and
our abdomens are pushed firmly together. There is a lot of body heat being exchanged and it’s a very
sexual embrace that makes my heart pound.
As we twirl about I see another much smaller blond haired woman looking forlorn with sad eyes. I can
immediately tell that she wanted me to dance with her instead of the other woman and for me to be her
partner. I feel bad when I see her upset face and I desire to pull myself away to dance with her but the
gravity of the other woman is keeping me pulled back in check.
Additional Comments:
In another dream from this night I found myself inside a bizarre digital or computerised cartoon with
oriental or Manga style cartoon characters. I am trying to help a digitised girl character escape some
girl bullies on racing bicycles. I take the digital friend and escape down a helter-skelter like staircase
which appears to continue on downwards and inwards for what feels like eons. We eventually come out
in a real life scene in the city where I lived about 5 or 6 years ago. The digital dream character is now a
real person and I appear to be here with some other dream friends waiting for somebody else to show
up. I lean up against an exterior wall of a bar dressed in an all encompassing brown fur coat (the coat
really did cover me from head to toe entirely it was very cosy although it’s something I would never
wear in real life).
I had other dreams last night but not enough time to write them all up.
Date of dream: Sunday, January 21, 2007
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Its night time and I’m in London with my wife, we are in a busy city centre street. We are with a group
of my wife’s friends, one of her friends a young woman catches my eye she is quite pretty and I could
swear I’ve seen her before, she reminds me of one or two other women I know with a similar boyish
fresh faced look.
Its almost as if our group (perhaps 10 or 11 people) have all been out for a night on the town and are
now gathered in the street having one last chat before we all go our own separate ways. The people we
are with are extremely friendly and I get the impression we haven’t seen them all for a long time, the
evening out is something a little like a reunion.
Suddenly my wife discreetly whispers to me that she wants to leave the scene immediately without
saying so much as a farewell or goodbye. We turn and walk away quickly from the group of friends with
out saying a word. I don’t agree with what my wife is doing but I side with her regardless thinking that
she must have her reasons.
As we walk farther away from the group I feel less comfortable about the situation and try to convince
my wife to turn back around and to go and say goodbye properly to her friends otherwise she will really
regret having passed up the opportunity later on. She doesn’t seem to want to but at my insisting we
turn around and head back to the group.
I can see that the group of friends is really upset with how we just walked away without an explanation
or a goodbye. The young boyish woman who also seems to be the leader of the reunion party looks
emotionally hurt by my wife’s actions and scowls with tears in her eyes at my wife, she looks kind of
angry but also like she could cry.
My wife goes back over to them in order to apologise and say her goodbyes, for a split second it
doesn’t look like its going to happen and that our group of friends will reject our farewell. Suddenly the
boyish young woman breaks into a big smile and bursts into tears, my wife and her friend run and
swing their arms around one another in an embrace of deep friendship.
Everyone is crying with joy and happiness that we came back to say our goodbyes properly, everyone
is very emotional including me! It is much better now that the departing of this large group of friends
isn’t going to be a sad one and will instead have a happy ending.
I feel pleased and content almost thrilled that my wife followed my advice and went back to say a
proper farewell to her friend.
