First, let me say that I have only had one dream which appeared to actually be about a past life. Of course one could say it was pure fantasy, but it was the closest to looking like a potential past life, encompassing who I was (male or female, what I looked like, what my job was) and how I died. In that past life I had been a king and had been stabbed through the stomach during a sword fight. I could give more details, but that is irrelevant to the particular dream I had last night.

Anyway, I had another dream one could have said was clues to a past life death, job, hobby or something, which involved boats. Again, I could give more details, but this is not the dream in question. Other than those, I had two in which I heard the word reincarnation and a discussion was had about it. This was one such dream. I could give details about both of those dreams, but I intend to only discuss the one I had last night. It sounds more fanciful than real, however, but perhaps it is to be taken in a non-literal manner.

Anyway, in this dream, the first part doesn’t involve reincarnation, but involves someone that was discussing both my and his reincarnation, so I’m adding that in here. However, I have labeled the part that is not about reincarnation and the part that is, so if you want to skip straight to the reincarnation, feel free.

Not about reincarnation-

My ex-boyfriend/ estranged friend was there and I remember thinking it had been so long since we’d spoken that I was surprised to hear from him. He acted as though it was no surprise he was there, or as though he hadn’t just come back from such a long hiatus, though he still didn’t act like he did when we were actually bf/and gf. I mentioned his absensce though, but was happy he was there, even though we still weren’t dating again. I was glad to just be around him and have him as a friend.

He did want to have sex and I was glad. We ended up having sex in the first place we’d had sex together. I thought my mother was in the house, but in a different room, and I had went in the other room to see if she was awake because I wanted her to be asleep if we were going to have sex with her in the house. She was and she was awake.

I was surprised to see I had taken my shirt off in the other room and had forgotten and left it. She asked what I was doing without my shirt on, since she knew he was in the other room. I don’t know if I even answered her. I sort of blew it off, I think, but I was thinking of telling her I had been changing into pajamas. I don’t know if I put another shirt on, but I ran in his room to hide my shirt I had removed as she was headed that way. Several shirts were in the floor and I couldn’t recall which I had just removed so I guessed, wrapping it up in more fabric so she wouldn’t notice what I was removing, and ran out with it.

In real life I gave all my condoms away to other friends since I’ve not been having sex for awhile, and they were in need, and so in my dream I recalled this. He said he didn’t ahve any either. I found a couple quarters and thought there was a gas station next door, though there isn’t in real life and now dressed, I planned to run over there and get a condom or two from the machines, I suppose. I mean that’s the only way you could buy one so cheaply, but hey, it was a dream, so maybe I planned on getting a pack. I don’t know.

I ended up getting them, but don’t recall the trip. We had sex, but I don’t recall it good. I’m not sure if I dreamed about that part. I did dream of being in the bed cuddled up to him, though. However, the dream had shifted to my cousin’s house and some point so I might have missed the sex/love making.

I don’t recall much of the part at my cousin’s house, but I do recall they were taking pictures, I believe. Some guy was there and so was my cousin’s little sis who basically lives with her. At some point she had stepped out and I was drawing wings on paper, telling the guy my friend went to get her wings. He asked, “You know someone who has wings?” I told him yes, as I drew wings on a piece of paper, but it seems like I was thinking they were just part of a costume, but I did not feel like explaining this. Her sis ended up wearing the wings instead, but I thought she planned to wear them. They looked like fairy wings….and were a sort of transluscent, shimmery, white.

Anyway, I started to recall the earlier part of my dream that had contained my ex-boyfriend and I became confused. Had I left him? How insane! I hadn’t seen him in forever, so had I actually left him? Seeing him, sure dealing with certain things was stressful, but mostly I had been relieved to have him back and thankful to have him back as a friend, even if not a boyfriend. To simply have him in my life. I was upset that I had left him. I was trying to recall if we’d had sex, and decided we had, but was confused why I could not recall it good. Now, I believe it was because perhaps I had not dreamed that part. I did find two condoms in my pocket and one was an empty packet. Then I wondered had he left the house BEFORE I did and that explained my leaving? I was confused.

Well, he showed up with his family in a car by the road and I went up. I thought he was leaving and had stopped by to speak to me. At first I thought someone he was seeing now was with him, but when I arrivedat the car, she was not. His family was in there and someone else I did not recognize. He looked at me, seemed to be in a good mood, which was nice, but he said to me, in a way I took as teasing, not serious, “You don’t love me” or “You don’t love me, anymore.” I thought he was saying it teasingly, the way a person would joke with a boyfriend or girlfriend, but I said, “and this from the man who hadn’t spoken to me in….” then I said how long it had been. The truth is, in real life, it’s probably my fault he isn’t speaking to me anymore, but still I said it along with a little something else, I’ll leave out.

Oh, and at some point he had joyfully recalled a memory of the two of us, but it wasn’t a real one and I rememeber thinking I didn’t recall it in my dream, though perhaps it had elements of reality in it. I just recall it involved a movie I didn’t think we’d watched together. I was happy he recalled it in a happy way, though.

Anyway, he was in good spirits at the time and had seemed to want to be friends again. Well, then there was a later portion of the dream that was sad. We were in a store. I recall there being toys or kids clothes or something and a lot of blue. We were talking. He wanted to go away. To not be friends again. I was trying to talk him out of it saying I knew I had driven him away as a friend before, but I was doing so much better with those issues now, couldn’t he see? I promised I was and I thought I had shown that somewhat since he’d been back. I said he didn’t have to be my boyfriend, but I wanted to at least be friends and stay in each other’s lives and I wouldn’t press for anything else and I really was better about many issues. He still seemed unsure.

He said he (or was it we?) needed/wanted to get rid of “dead weight” or something like it. I was a bit confused, though, since if he cared about me, even as a friend, andI him, and if I was better with my problems, why would we be dead weight or better off without one another? We should be friends if we cared about each other as even that much and if I was better dealing with my issues and not pushing them on him. I asked him about this in a way. I don’t recall what he said since he wasn’t saying much. More thinking- quiet contemplation. I asked him if he cared about me at all. I thought he did which was why I didn’t understand. I thought he was unsure of what to do as I spoke to him, as well. I sensed things were still not like when we had been together before, but I also sensed he was unsure about whether to stay and be friends or not. Then I said, something like, “Are you afraid that you care about me so much we’ll get back together again (as in, if you stay)?” I was thinking that maybe he was afraid we would given current sitations and he was afraid it might go bad again. Other things happened. He wasn’t talking much. I was holding him. Then, he started talking about reincarnation.

Reincarnation-

He was saying how in the past that we (he and I) had reincarnated into this life really quickly. Apprently there hadn’t been much down time between our last life and this one. I sensed strongly there was a reason for this sudden transition and short wait time, but did not know why. Now, while I thought he meant between the last life and this one, I think I sensed a third. Like three transitions, but I don’t knowif all three had went so quickly or just the transition between the last one into this one. Anyway, that part I could think was true. That we had been together in a past life and quickly flipped into this one after the lastone for some reason instead of taking a long time to do so. So, apparently, it was a recent time period. Anyway, I got to thinking this reincarnation had something to do with why he was saying he was reluctant to stay friends now.

Anyway, this is where it gets really weird and fanciful. He began to tell me a story that I thought was about our last life, but it involved mythological beings. He said something about things someone was doing. I don’t think he said we did it, but I somehow thought it involved us. Maybe we did it. I wasn’t sure in the dream. I only thought we had been connected or affected in some way. Someone had killed a mermaid. Now, I personally feel connected to mermaids, as you can tell with my name. He made some sort of comment I’d rather not repeat which appeared to be a joke, since others around laughed. However, I did not understand it. He was a story teller now, the store apparently now his audience, but me the only one besides him it really mattered to, I think.

Anyway, I sort of saw her. Her face had no features, it was a blur. She was white of race. She was kind of peachy color. Green tail- traditional. Her hair was more blonde, but with a touch of a reddish brown or red. Sort of strawberry blonde or….I don’t know how to describe it exactly. Anyway, he was talking about someone making a drink or stew or potion or something out of her. Someone had done this. Who, I do not know. I saw the brew. I don’t know if I saw it clearly, but it was a black brew in a pot. I think little hints of something floating in there, but it was black. So black. He had said something about mermaid guts and I think maybe even the word “bile,” but I can’t recall. That is when I saw the flash of the stew. Now, this man is a very caring person. He is not the type in this life, at least, to slaughter any animal, mermaids included. I also cannot see myself killing a mermaid unless it was trying to kill me or a loved one and I had to do it to defend us.

He was talking on, but I couldn’t clearly hear (or do not recall) much of it, except for a knowing of what he was speaking of. I don’t recall many clear words, as much as ideas. There was a mountain. I think maybe we or these people, whoever it was, where near this mountain….almost like they were inside of it. A cave perhaps? A volcano? Anyway, I knew someone was going to drink this mermaid brew and what it was supposed to do I did not know anymore than I knew who drank it. I understood its purpose even less than I understood who drank it really. I just knew I thought it was magical and maybe conencted to this incarnation. I sensed or he mentioned (maybe both) another person. A sorcerer or something or the sort. A male, I think, as opposed to a sorceress. They were there in the mountain. I wondered, had I drank this brew? I hoped not. I hoped I had no part in the death of a mermaid. I could not imagine myself doing it, but then I thought, in other lives we are like different people. Idon’t know who I was or what I was like, so who knows what I would have done, especially given proper motivation. Anyway, he was starting to say some religious type things. He is not a Christian, so it was strange to hear him speak of “The Devil.” I believe those were the words he said. Maybe something of hell, but it seems he said “The Devil” as though the whole thing was devilish. Of course, killing a mermaid and drinking a stew brewed of her guts is pretty evil. Maybe the devil was metaphorical. I don’t know. Anyway, I felt it somehow had something to do with a past life, but I don’t think he ever said WE killed her or WE drank her remains in a black stew. He never said we, to my knowledge, except to say we had reincarnated quickly from our last life into this one. Thoughts?