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I am in a pleasant countryside setting stood outside a beautiful long old English mansion made from
beautiful ancient stones which are covered in lichen. I’m watching a young man and woman interact
and talk with one another.
(Although these two dream characters came across as separate entities within themselves at some
deeper level I know that I am the dream man and also the woman too).
The woman comes as being extremely intelligent, well organized and in control whereas the man on the
other hand seems to be a bit of a dreamer, airy and not very with it.
The lady and man intend to get married but the woman wants to have the best wedding possible so she
sends her fiancé away so that she can concentrate on accumulating wealth with her business skills in
order to fund their marriage.
30 years of time passes by before the woman feels satisfied that she has achieved her goal and is
ready to marry, in all of that time her boyfriend stayed faithful to her, he remained in the room she
sent him to and he didn’t really get up to very much and just whiled away the time lazing around
dreamily it was almost as if he were in hibernation.
The woman now looks a little tired from her epic hard work and she has a grey streak in her hair from
where she has grown older, she wants to get rid of this before she goes to meet her future husband so
she dyes her hair brown once again. Miraculously after the woman has colored her hair she transforms
back to her previous youthful state just like at the beginning of the dream.
A dry run is planned before the actual wedding takes place and I go along to watch, it takes place on
the paved grounds outside an enormous cathedral. A great procession is taking place on the great
expanse of space just outside the holy place with hundreds of priests and choir boys all dressed in
white marching along.
Although I’m not at all religious the atmosphere at this part of the dream was extremely pleasant and
nice with lots of excitement and expectation for the big day.
Just then a tiny little burgundy van swerves through the parade, the little vehicle looks like it has come
straight tout from the 1930’s and was the type used to deliver fresh bread. The small car weaves and
twists erratically between the priests and choir boys, it looks really funny and I gather is actually meant
to be a part of the festivities for the wedding.
I decide that I would like to be the one who drives the funny little van on the day of the actual wedding
in fact the urge and desire to perform this task is extremely strong. As the little vehicle passes closer I
see that it is a fudge delivery van (???). In waking life I absolutely love fudge but what this has to do
with wedding in the dream I haven’t a clue.
Interpretation: Again like yesterdays dream this seems to be another continuation of the coming
together of masculine and feminine elements, in this dream it was much more clear for me to see and
feel that both the lazy male and focused woman were in fact both aspects of myself. One facet of the
dream is probably emphasizing ways in which I can maximize certain latent qualities in order to benefit
my overall self. The only real puzzle was the little fudge van at the end, as I mentioned earlier I love
fudge in waking life and the van was really a positive symbol and it seemed like a real privilege to be
able to drive it in the wedding procession although by the need of the dream it wasn’t clear whether I
would be offered this opportunity on the real wedding day.
Dream 1: Stir crazy – I appear to be watching and partly involved in a version of the comedy
movie ‘Stir Crazy’ only things in this dreams version are quite different. I’m in the prison watching
Gene Wilder (he appeared in another of my dreams only a week or two ago?) he is with the prison
warden discussing a deal they have made, in my dream instead of Gene’s character being a Rodeo
rider he has been coerced into helping the wardens son put a new roof on his house or barn. I see a
vision of the beautiful roof collapsing in on itself as something went wrong with the construction, in their
reality this seems like a comical disaster but for me it’s entertaining and amusing if a tiny bit
disappointing to see all of that hard work go to waste. The way the warden and Gene interact is very
funny and comical just like in the real movie. About two thirds into the dream I see a subliminal
message flash up on my blackened dream screen, it’s the bright red logo for a dry cleaning company.
Dream 2: Trying to entertain in a messy house – I find myself in a vaguely familiar house (it looks like
the one my parents lived in whilst I was living at my Nan’s, I only ever visited this house once or
twice). The property in itself is okay but it’s a complete mess with lots of unwashed crockery and old
food lying strewn about particularly in the kitchen area. I’ve invited lots of people over to visit some
seem like vague work colleagues and others dream friends but one character stands out more than all
of the others she is a female manager from my place of work. I sit down with this lady and start
chatting with her casually. I notice that I have my legs spread wide open in a very masculine kind of
way, the dream ‘me’ doesn’t seem to be aware of the brusqueness of this gesture but the bit of me that
is conscious realizes that this kind of body language seems like some kind of open and blunt sexual
invitation, the little bit of me that notices this is very embarrassed. A little later I go out to the kitchen
to try and prepare some food for my guests but it turns out to be a real chore as all of the plates are
covered in old food, somebody asks me if they could have a salad but all I can find is old salad which
has gone off. I’m really trying my best to throw something together with what I’ve got and I also make
a big effort to wash up the crockery, although the dream me is making a big effort for the guests the
little part of me that is conscious feels terribly embarrassed.
Dream 4: Boxes of brick-a-brack – I find myself back at an apartment I lived in about 6 years ago,
strangely my parents seem to be living here in the dream and may even own the flat. My wife isn’t
about and appears to be away or even moved out, all of her belongings have been gathered together in
two or three large cardboard boxes it is my job to sift through the boxes and decide what should be
kept and what should be discarded. A great deal of the stuff in the containers appears to be junk and
can be discarded but I have some trouble deciding whether or not to throw away some old grey music
or recording cassettes, I wonder if my wife wouldn’t have wanted me to put these aside and keep them.
As I sort through the boxes I see one or two rather unpleasant earwigs which are grey in color which
only adds to emphasize their squeamishness, my mother comes over and slowly presses her thumb
down on top of the insect in an almost malicious way. The creature’s guts squirt out of its body in a long
snotty trail which the mortally crippled bug drags behind itself in an attempt to get away, it eventually
falls off the edge of the cardboard box onto the floor and to its doom. My stepfather is in another room
and wants me to find him some ground coffee which I go off and search around the house for, he also
complains that it’s really hard to find good guitar music nowadays. He nostalgically reels off a few of the
bands he liked in his day. I propose to him that a good band combination would be to have the late lead
singer and guitarist from the band Big Country teaming up front for the band U2, something about this
combination seems very special and tantalizing.
Dream 5: The golden rabbit – I’m walking across a large cobbled town square near to a familiar
cathedral (second cathedral dream tonight) a female work colleague accompanies me and leads me
over to a quaint old worldly little sweet shop. My friend leads the way and we both enter through the
very low front door into a shop packed full of customers, there are so many people here (mainly
women of all ages) that it is actually very difficult to move. My colleague points out three extremely
delicate leaf shaped chocolates on a tiny silver platter these three delicacies are incredibly intricate and
must have been made by a master chocolatier, she adds that she would like to buy them but in order to
handle the fragile chocolates one must wear a pair of special white gloves (like the kind a pianist might
wear). I turn around and catch a glimpse of another little silver tray with three little bunny’s displayed
on it, the rabbits are sat on all fours which creates a pleasing and life like shape. The rabbits are very
real in appearance each sits in a row at a neat diagonal angle, the rabbit at each end is made from high
quality chocolate and the rabbit in the middle is made from gold. The tray with the three rabbits strikes
me as being extremely positive and completely catches my attention. The shop seems far to busy
though and things start to become uncomfortable, in order to leave the shop I literally have to back out
through the little front door in reverse as there isn’t even the space for me turn around.
Dream 6: Fiery prosthetic phallus – I find myself watching a drama in an oppressive women’s prison, I
am aware that there is a large aggressive butch lesbian here who picks on all of the other women. The
nasty woman has her eye on a very slight and androgynous young female who I sense she even wants
to taunt and abuse. I watch as the very slight woman runs off down a corridor and asks for help (my
help?) to be lowered into a large tank of water in order to hide from the horrible woman, she then asks
to have salt and vinegar sprinkled into the tank whilst she is submerged apparently this will help throw
the bully off her scent. As the lean woman runs to evade the other female she makes a strange soft
wailing noise which sounds a bit like how cats cry or how a wolf howls or even like the wind blowing or
whistling, the sound is very soft and haunting and it’s very difficult to tell just from her voice if she is
actually an effeminate male or a female. The scene shifts back to the cell of the huge woman’s where I
see her dressed in her prison clothes and sat in a very masculine Bacchus like reclining position.
Disturbingly she has a long thick rolled up wad of paper (something like a magazine rolled into a tube
except that the pages are white) stuffed between her legs very close to her crotch, it’s obvious that she
is using the roll of paper as some kind of prosthetic penis. Most disturbing of all she has set light to the
tip of the paper which is in flames and resembles an old fiery torch, the look on the woman’s face is
very sleazy and wicked.
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I sweep down through the sky and come to land gently on a very quiet countryside road, it’s almost as
if I’m introduced into the dream scene of some kind of holiday television programme or a series about
emigrating abroad, this sensation is only brief before the dream story begins proper and becomes more
I come to land very gently alongside a woman who is roughly my age with long black shiny hair she
has a slightly dark complexion, I sense that she is from India. We walk along the road chatting with one
another it she who speaks and I who listens.
The woman tells me that the place where we are walking through is Oxfordshire she also mentions
another name which is more precise for the particular location where we are (bizarrely I was enquiring
and asking questions about this dream detail in another dream from tonight! See Dream 4: Lucid
questions, spangled clouds & walnut cat food).
We seem to be up on high ground overlooking a beautiful forested landscape I don’t recognize the area
very much although it does look vaguely familiar and sort of does look a bit like the countryside near to
The woman explains that she is walking to an old church where she has been invited to the wedding of
a close friend, I feel as if I am permitted to tag along. I can see the steeple of the church down in a
field below us a short way off in the distance unusually I see that the church or cathedral is made
entirely from wood and looks very medieval in style its intriguing and I’m looking forward to getting a
closer look at it.
As we walk the lady tells me that one day she would like to marry her husband here at the same
church one day too, I sense that her friends who are getting married are very well off and have want
for nothing. The lady herself also seems to be very comfortable, I gather that she works as a vet and I
sense that all she needs now to make her life complete is to get married to her boyfriend.
As we continue to walk through the countryside landscape I notice that the forests of tall pine trees to
my left look a little dead with brown pine needles and even further along the lane I see the huge
chopped up trunks off enormous trees lying scattered on some muddy land. A few of the trees appear
to have been burnt. I also see one enormous tree that appears to have been uprooted, its laying on its
side with a great abundance of thick tendril like roots sticking out from one end, its an extremely
striking sight it looks as if some foresters have been clearing the old woodland.
Just then the woman I’m walking calls out excitedly “Oh look! A little cedar forest!” she pulls my arm so
that I follow her and we both leave the road to walk through a meadow down into an area where lots of
little cedar trees have been planted, it appears that a new forest has been planted in place of the one
we have just passed which was dead or dying.
The young woman seems to be very excited by the baby trees and especially that they are the cedar
variety, I feel quite elated by the new growth too but I also felt a bit pulled away from seeing that
interesting church we were heading toward but it’s okay as we seem to have plenty of time.
Just then I hear a strange buzzing sound coming from beneath the ferns and other undergrowth, at first
I think its an animal like a bee or something but I then realize that it sounds much too real for that and
what I’m actually hearing or almost feeling is the familiar buzzing sensation that usually accompanies
out of body experiences when I have them.
Interpretation: I think that the new forest probably represents new growth and development, the cedar
trees might be playing with words as in to cede or give way to something. I’ve also read that forests
can represent transitional phases and walking through forests can represent using ones instincts to
explore the subconscious. The marriage aspirations might represent some kind of union maybe
between male and female aspects the females occupation of vet might represent a way of working with
instincts and might be a balancing effect that would be beneficial to have now? Perhaps the
development is even in the area of out of body experiences as the buzzing I sensed at the end of this
dream was just like the feeling I have when having oobe’s. I have been thinking about out of body
experiences just lately and even concentrating on trying to induce lucid dreams. I think that I’m having
more success with becoming lucid especially as I was cross examining dream characters in later
dreams, also the view of the sky was incredibly vivid. One thing I read which I think is helping me with
lucid dreaming at the moment is that I’m making sure that I don’t feel completely exhausted just before
I go to bed, I’ve been thinking throughout the day and focusing on keeping back a small reserve of
energy which I use to concentrate of being lucid just before going to bed, I’ve also been trying to go to
bed much earlier too which has also helped.
Dream 2: The Stranglers – Its evening time and my Mum and stepfather have brought me out to a very
old English style country pub, although I am my adult self in the dream I feel like a I’m being treated
like a kid and as if I’ve been dragged here sort of against my will. The pub is sort of cozy and old
worldly with a low ceiling, unusually it is full of rough male biker types all dressed in black leather
jackets lounging about and lent up against walls chatting. I feel really quite intimated by the
atmosphere but nobody really pays me any attention and they just carry n chatting amongst
themselves with a brief glance over their shoulders. I suddenly become aware of my own clothes and
realize that I too am dressed like the biker men. All of a sudden I wish that I had a fabric badge on my
jacket which had the motif of the English punk band “The Stranglers”, I seem to think that this would
either impress the other bikers or ward them off somehow. I go over and sit down on a very soft sofa
and still feeling peeved and uncomfortable I ponder what I’ll take to drink, I eventually decide that I’ll
take a pint of cider.
Dream 3: Beckham’s bum – I find myself watching a football match in a large stadium between some
kind of regular English premier league team who are playing against a kind of All Stars squad whose
central player is David Beckham. The match seems to be a lighthearted affair with the regular team
eventually coming out on top and winning. Both sides celebrate and clap and cheer at the end though
as it seems to have all been about entertainment and showmanship rather than out and out
competition. As Beckham stands in the centre circle clapping the supporter’s two players from the
opposition run up behind him and whip his shorts down around his ankles, it’s a really funny moment
and even he sees the funny side of it. As if to play along with the joke David runs around the pitch half
naked like a streaker still applauding and waving to the very surprised crowd.
Dream 4: Lucid questions, spangled clouds & walnut cat food – I have come out for the day with my
Mum and little sister to a countryside park which is either near to or a part of the grounds belonging to
a very old castle. Arranged out and about on the green are lots of tables with things for sale upon them
just like at a country fair, I go over to the first table near to the entrance of this place and see lots of
maps, atlases and guide books spread out. I assume that all of these maps and brochures are free sort
of like tourist information so I pick up another glossy, thick and very real atlas, I ‘m just about to walk
away with it when I turn it over and see that it actually costs £33. I don’t have any money with me and
put the atlas back where I found it feeling quite disappointed. I can feel that I have been very aware in
this dream but I suddenly become more so and have something of my waking consciousness with me, I
start to ask my Mum and sister about the location I was at in my first dream of the evening my Mum
mentions that it was a little village in Oxford called Falcon (no such place exists to my knowledge, but
either way I found this remarkable that I was actually questioning dream characters about a previous
dream that I had the same night. I think that this really shows I’m making some headway with my lucid
dreaming attempts, something which I have been focusing on a lot just lately). My Mum and little sister
both go over and lay down on a steep grassy bank and start sunbathing, the weather is perfect and
when I look up at the sky I’m stunned and feel totally lucid by what I see. The sky is a perfect blue with
lots of wispy spangled clouds, its beautiful and so real just as if I were awake and viewing a regular
skyscape only that I can’t ever imagine seeing a sky like this one in waking life. I walk over to a stall
where I look at a selection of second hand books and old prints and engravings all of which I find very
interesting, as I browse my Mum and little sister call out out to me and tell me that I should start
drawing again. I make a note of their advice and go and kneel down on the grass not far from the book
stall. I break open a walnut and start to eat the contents which taste of walnuts but unusually also taste
very sweet and sugary just like dates. As I eat my nut a rather scraggy and scrawny black cat comes
up to me and rubs itself against me being affectionate, I have nothing to really offer the cat but I share
a bit of my walnut date with it which it seems to be very grateful for and enjoys a lot.
Dream 5: Broken magnifying glass – I find myself as an observer in a chic 1960’s style restaurant, a
suave charmer is in the process of seducing another mans wife by taking her out on a date. I appear to
be part of some kind of mob who have links to the husband of the two timing woman, the gang plans on
knocking this guy off. The scene changes and I find myself at fetid swamp late at night, some gangsters
are up to the waists in sludgy water and it looks like they are disposing of a body possibly the
charmers. I sense that the gangsters are a bit simple almost innocent in a bizarre kind of way. Later in
the evening driving around my old hometown I’ve asked some gangsters to get rid of another body for
me, as I pass by the rear of a club I see two men dumping a body into a large wheelie bin, they sort of
nod and acknowledge me that the disposing of the body is going okay and according to plan. I drive
into town but come to a cul-de-sac where I need to reverse and turn around, I’m not even driving and
am in the passenger seat but I can’t actually see who the driver is it’s as if they are hidden somehow.
Lots of heavy shopping bags are placed between my legs full of all sorts of brick-a-brack strange items.
As morning comes on I walk up past the rear of the building where the body was dumped everything is
now quite as it is very early. I carry my shopping bags up through a suburban area. The bags contain
very jingly jangle items that make a quite a bit of noise, a male resident comes out from his house I
can tell from his accent that he is an American man, he shouts at me for making so much noise early in
the morning and waking up the neighborhood. He argues and calls a gang of youths over who are
patrolling the suburbs with baseball bats, the boys wear Italian football tops and one carry a small alms
bowl for collecting coins from the residents who they protect, the man starts shouting and arguing but I
tell the boys who I assume are Italian that they should remember their Italian roots. My wife is along
side me and although the situation is pretty tense I somehow manage to diffuse the problem and talk
my way out of it. Unfortunately in the heat of the argument I drop one of my shopping bags and see
that a large magnifying glass has fallen to the floor and broken. The big lens has snapped away from
the handle, rather than discard it I take it with me with the intention of repairing it later.