Lucid Intent? No
This dream has been viewed 5259 times.(A really peculiar but special sort of dream). I have just come outdoors from an unfamiliar house and stand on the doorstep overlooking some steps from a raised porch like area, the weather outside is incredibly sunny, bright and warm.
I see my little sister standing down in the garden she looks a little anxious and frightened for some reason, I look more closely and see that there are lots of very large scarab beetles in the garden which have put my sister on edge and caused her to become panicky and rooted to the spot.
I instinctively know that the special beetles aren’t anything to be scared of and are actually a super omen full of positivity, I tell my sister not to be frightened and with that one of the viridian green iridescent creatures takes flight and sways heavily through the air like some overloaded miniature helicopter to land upon my shoulder.
I’m really amazed to have such close contact with the creature and can see an incredible amount of detail on its body such as the metallic sheen of its shell its wings occasionally on show beneath the protection of its carapace and its black thorny spindly legs.
The creature crawls onto my hand where I feel its considerable weight swaying to and froe but then with a surprising little push it launches itself off my hand and back into the air.
I watch as the beetle comes back to down to earth landing in the grassy garden, the beetles landing is a little haphazard and it bumps into the rear of another scarab beetle which was sitting in the grass.
This other beetle that was sitting there peaceful is a female that is heavily swollen with her eggs the male bug that bumped into her has somehow induced to her give birth. I watch with a sense of alarm as the female’s body splits open at the rear and a deluge of white sphere like eggs spill out onto the lawn.
The small spherical eggs look just like those of a turtle, I then continue to watch as in turn the rubbery eggs split open and hatch to reveal ancient archaeopteryx like feathery fiery phoenixes which cry and screech to be fed.
Additional Comments:Thoughts: I’m not really sure what to say about this dream other than that it felt very positive and very uplifting, but it was almost a forgotten dream though. On waking I memorised it fully and then as I ate breakfast I forgot about it but still had the nagging thought that there was a dream I was missing from memory. When I went out to check the post I saw a tiny beetle on the floor which brought the dream flooding back to me in full.
Dream 1: Saturn’s path – Late evening time and I find myself walking down the steps of a tall remote ancient stone tower (very Rapunzel like) in a dark cloudy moody dreamscape it is a place I have dreamt of before under vaguely similar circumstances the place is a car park near to my Mum’s although in the dream it looks quite different, I am in the company of a very beautiful lady who feels strikingly familiar to me although physically I cannot place her. We seem like great friends but regardless of my attraction to her it seems that we must always remain friends, for some reason I sense that the lady is searching for a woman to be her best friend and is actually quite lonesome to meet a female who could be her equal. We continue outside where the lady takes me to my Mum’s house, as we walk we discuss mobile homes and all of the problems that my Mum’s side of the family has. When we arrive I realise that my cousins appear to have moved in and are living with my Mum. I see my Mum walking about the house she hasn’t noticed that I’m here and I’m shocked to see that she has shaved her hair off all except for a small tuft at the front, the haircut is extreme and for some reason I find it aggressive and it reminds me of the extreme rightwing. A few moments later my Mum comes out to meet me with a full crop of hair, it looks like it should normally look but when I look more closely at my Mum’s head I see that she is actually wearing a wig. Something about this realisation makes me feel incredibly uneasy almost as if she were trying to deceive me. I decide to go and visit my cousin (the one who is usually a bit wild in my dreams) and discover that he has taken up art, in fact on closer inspection it looks like he is training to become an architect. I see that he has many commercial display boxes full of erasers, pencils and technical drawing pens. I find this a little suspicious that he has bought so much in bulk and actually suspect that he has some how stolen all of these materials. I pick up a set-square from his art supplies and note that it has some cut out polyhedral shapes which allow the triangle to be used as a template, the strange thing is that the template shapes represent chemical symbols and diagrams that seem unrelated to the job of an architect so now I’m left wondering if he isn’t training to become a chemist. Just then my female cousin and her little brother come into the room and hand an award to my Mum, it appears they are rewarding her with a kind of trophy as she has done so well with a diet she has been on. My Mum seems flattered but also seems to feel that she doesn’t deserve the gift, the strange award looks like those pictures that were popular a few years ago that were filled with liquid and sand and could be tipped upside and watched something a little like snow storm. After this little scene I go to a room which I feel is the bedroom where I will be staying, it feels a little like an old bedroom but not a current one. As I make the bed with new sheets and covers my Mum comes in to complain to me that I’m not paying her enough attention, I try to give some kind of explanation but she walks away from me in a sulk. I decide to give my Mum what she wants and go downstairs and prepare a little children’s party, once the party is prepared my cousins, sisters and I all regress back to being children again so as to please my Mum. It would appear that I did this purposefully though not to actually please my Mum but to show her the futility of what she wants, the party and our regression was nothing but an illusion and we never did really turn back into children but were our current selves all along and just pretended to be children. The pretty lady friend who accompanied me early from back near the beginning of the dream and who up until this point had remained in the background tells me that she would like to take me outside to show me something important, I follow her out onto a high grassy hill top with my Mum, sisters and cousins who all follow behind me, it is late night time and the sky is clear, black and full of stars (a very numinous and totally lucid sight). The lady friend points up to the night sky and tells me to look at a bright static twinkling star. I don’t understand its significance so the lady explains that the star is Saturn. With that the planet beings to move from left to right gathering speed very quickly before eventually disappearing over the horizon like a shooting star. The lady explains that Saturn moves along its path at 300 miles per hour.
Dream 2: Bringing the laundry in from the rain – Daytime and I find myself at my childhood home, the dreamscape is infused with a slightly bothersome tension. Outdoors it is snowing lightly or perhaps it is sleet or rain either way I have to hurry outside to collect in some laundry I had hung out on the washing line. Whilst I’m outdoors I notice that I have been left huge, huge piles of my art supplies in the road just outside of the house it seems to be a delivery that I had ordered. The huge piles of paper, canvases and sketch pads take up about as much space as a huge articulated lorry. The art supplies will also need to be brought in doors too if they aren’t to become soggy and ruined by the wet weather, but first of all I have to concentrate on bringing in the clothes so that they don’t become anymore wet than they are already are.