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New home, old owners & the communal garden retreat.

Date of dream: Wednesday, September 19, 2007

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Its daytime and I appear to have bought a new (dream) home in a quiet suburban street its quite a large property in the Regency style mainly all white with a few very light blue embellishments here and there, the good news is that it doesn’t need renovating and is all ready to be lived in (at last after all of those past dream renovations!!).

I’m out in the street moving my items in and having a look over the property to see what it is I have bought. Just then a large old car slowly drives by in the street it’s an old Mercedes that would have been very exclusive and classy back in its day but now it looks very dated.

I sense that the car drives by very slowly as it passes my new house so that the occupants can see the property and who is moving in, it becomes quickly apparent to me that the people in the car are the past owners of the house and who are curious to see it one last time and who the new owner is.

As the car slowly heads off up the street some adolescents turn and smile and wave at me through the rear window of the car, I wave and smile back at them too in order to be polite. The family seems quite friendly and genial although the way the adolescent’s wave and smile gives me the impression of them being a little childish for their age.

The family strikes me as being a little kooky even creepy although I know they only mean well, the car disappears off up the street leaving me to continue exploring my new home.

(Having this property in the dream to myself is a very wonderful feeling just as if it were a place I could make all of my own).

I wander around the property looking for the garden to what it is like and it soon becomes apparent that the garden isn’t directly attached to the house but is situated across the street on the other side of the road.

I take the few steps over the road from my house and walk through an open wrought iron gate with railings into a wonderful little garden or park. I see old style Greek stone seats and wonderful ornamental fountains, the garden slopes down into what looks like an orchard which seems to be very expansive from what I can make of it from where I am stood.

It’s extremely peaceful and idyllic but I then realize that there are other people here in my garden sat about relaxing quietly, these people are mainly women with small children and old men. A sudden feeling of extreme selfishness comes over me and I want the garden all to myself and for these other people to go.

It is then impressed upon me that my garden is communal and these people are allowed to be here, the gate is always open for people to come and go as they please. I have a change of heart and feel guilty for being so self-centered, after all the people who are here at the moment aren’t bothering me and are all very peaceful people.
  • Settings
  • Home
  • Present
  • Emotions
  • Peaceful
  • Activities
  • Driving
  • Keywords
    Home
    Garden
    Wave
    Fountain
    Orchard
    Add'l Emotions
    Positivity
    Expectations
    Kooky
    Selfishness
    Shared

    Submarine & the vulgar nuns.

    Date of dream: Sunday, December 17, 2006

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    I find myself deep under the sea it is very dark and dim, I am travelling inside an absolutely vast black submarine. The submarine seems to be the underwater equivalent of a massive ocean liner. The huge craft is decked out lavishly with all of the latest facilities and furnishings.

    There seems to be lots of activity for the passengers here to do, I watch as guests and holidaymakers busy themselves with entertainments whilst others walk along chatting happily and heatedly in groups with friends.

    As I stand there watching the happy scene I get the strong impression that some kind of disaster is about to happen. I know that I won’t be able to do anything about it either and the traveller’s and people on board probably wouldn’t believe me anyway.

    From a perspective just outside of the submarine I sense and see an absolutely immense under water wave rolling in across the seabed at a tremendous pace. The wave slams into the submarine side on, the huge craft doesn’t appear to break but gets knocked onto its side and dragged and carried through the water by the force and of the wave.

    All hell breaks loose inside the submarine and people are thrown around whilst others try to run for safety, find family members as others try to collect their belongings. The scene is like something from a cross between the second half of the movies ‘The Poseidon adventure’ and ‘Titanic’.

    The immense submersible is in real dire straits and appears to be in its death throws of lurching over onto its side, breaking up and fallen to the bottom of the seabed. I am situated in what appears to be a ballroom where music and dancing would normally take place.

    I watch with a mixture of disgust and revulsion as a large group of nuns who were travelling on board the submarine start to perform some kind of erotic Can-can like dance. They seem to be performing this dance as I kind of way of letting themselves go a bit before they die.

    This scene has parallels with how the band carries on playing music as the Titanic is sinking. Normally I would find the Can-can dance very erotic (this is linked to a childhood memory) but as it is being performed by nuns of all ages, some very old women in their 80’s and 90’s I am very disturbed by the scene.

    The dance really upsets me but not only that, they are singing some kind of very sleazy song with extremely vulgar lyrics full of foul words. I am completely shocked and mortified by what I see.
  • Themes
  • Sexuality
  • Music
  • Violence
  • Spiritual
  • Characters
  • Celebrity
  • Keywords
    Sea
    Submarine
    Wave
    Nuns
    Can-can
    Add'l Emotions
    Ominous
    Observant
    Foreboding
    Disgust
    Mortified