keep a dream journal

My sis gave birth to twin girls. 1 week ago

I am eating pine cones from the bin of a produce stand. The pine cones are surprisingly succulent and tasty despite their appearance. I notice in the bottom of the produce bin there is a layer of earth and what looks like worms tunneling away from the light.

I’m in my apartment. A worm is following me. The cats are stalking it. They’re not getting close enough to do anything about it. I toss a weight onto the worm but it wriggles out from underneath. It’s still following me only it’s flat on one side now. 2 weeks ago

I dreamt that an acquaintance of my uncle’s gave him a run down derelict old house.. like a manor house, large, once very grand. It needed major work. The man who gave it to my uncle had said it was a millstone around his neck because he didn’t have the time, patience, or money to restore it. My uncle was full of enthusiasm and ideas for it. He let me in to look around, there were people working on it, and he showed me a massive chandelier he was going to have restored. There was lots of old furniture that would clean up well… there was wooden panelling needing fixing on the walls – and ceiling, strangely. I thought how beautiful the house must have been, and could be again.

Then it was like I went back in time, I was in the house back when it was lived in. I was little. I needed to wash my face in a metal bowl – but it was like my face was caked in something – almost like plaster of paris, hard to describe, but I was having trouble washing it off.

Then I was outside of the house, looking through a window. Mum was sat in a chair. I had a bag of sweets, and I was eating one, but had trouble chewing it, swallowing it.. couldn’t get it out of my mouth even by spitting it out. I wanted to talk but I couldn’t because my mouth was full. (This is a recurring theme – previously popcorn and chewing gum. Apparently meaning I’m having trouble finding my voice.. something like that.) 3 weeks ago

I moved into a house with a tall, skinny blonde girl I went to college with back in the day (I wish I could remember her name) & my next door pothead neighbor Marie. Blondie & I got high together; it was so much fun hanging out with her & laughing. I had the whole upper floor to myself. It had lots of large windows but it was already too cluttered with semi-ratty furniture & I felt bad having to bring my cats there. Marie was conspicuously inconspicuous since in RL I hear her near constantly coughing/laughing. On the one hand I appreciated the collegial feel of living there, but on the other hand, I didn’t really want to live there after all. I was somewhat sad I couldn’t somehow have it both ways. 3 weeks ago

Just like the title of the post says, and in full make up, no less. Too bad I can’t remember any specifics—only that he was surprisingly encouraging and supportive. 2 months ago

I woke at 6:00 this morning and logged two dreams that I had last night. They were quite bizarre! Can’t wait to share them with my sister when she returns from vacation! :)

I peeled the sticker off the back of my notebook and realized the notebook was decorated as if it was one of Sigmund Freud’s manuscripts. I thought this was pretty neat seeing how I want to figure out the meaning of my dreams :) 2 months ago

I searched for a cool notebook to log my dreams and purchased one. I now keep it at the side of my bed. Ready for dream logging! :) 2 months ago

1) Home Security System

I hang my hula hoop on the front doorknob to alert me to intruders. I didn’t realize I was sleepwalking again till I woke the next morning to see my hula hoop still hanging there where I’d put it.

2) Forgetful Artist

I am thumbing through a sketchbook looking for a fresh clean piece of paper to draw and come across all these amazing pictures I have made.

3) The Near Corpse

A man floats the dusky, seemingly lifeless body of a young woman across the surface of a large pond in the woods. She was the victim of a serial killer before being rescued. I am watching in the long stalks of grass on the banks above. I have to go to work, which involves walking into the woods myself. My highschool friend Pete is there, but I ignore him wanting to come with me. Words really are inadequate in describing this dream. It was more cinematic in scope. 2 months ago

I’ve started to do this by sending emails to myself about my dreams. I need to have a pen and paper by my bed each night so I can really recall more, however. 3 months ago

One dream, I was going bald. Which suggests feeling vulnerable. The next dream, my hair had grown long overnight. This might mean I am thinking long and carefully before making a decision. I am concentrating on a plan or situation. According to the dream dictionary. The question is: when am I not concentrating on a plan or situation? 3 months ago

Battlefield situation with an army of zombies. Zombies with swords, fighting non-zombies with swords. I wasn’t very good at the swordplay so my strategy was mostly to hide, but I’d come out and have a jab here and there. Some were on horseback. Some of the zombies I recognised as old classmates. After hiding for a while one time I came back out again to find the field mostly empty. I decided to run for it, towards the woods. A couple of other stragglers (school friends?) joined me. After running through the woods for a while we could hear the zombies coming after us. We got between a fence and a hedge to hide again. After the zombies passed we kept running. We found a river with a small jetty, we took a boat and tried to set off down the river, but it took some work as it was stuck in the mud. We did make it though. The water represented safety to us, as the zombies wouldn’t come in.

Then I ran into the sea from a beach. Again, the water was safety. Then I was swimming – but not in the sea, in a pool, and again I seemed to be with friends, but they were happy to go to the deep end and I wasn’t. The pool seemed to be situated in the old assembly hall of my first school. I got out of the pool and I noticed I was turning a shade of jade green – like the others (like the zombies?) – and someone commented on that. I didn’t know what to think about it, but I did attempt to cover up with a large towel. Then I went to sit in the sun by the windows.

And then there was another dream with more camping, and more school friends/acquaintances. It was going to be a kind of sleepover/party – it wasn’t my party, but I suggested we had it on our front lawn because there was enough grass to pitch all the tents. I was quite concerned that all the tents be put up ‘properly’ and in the ‘right’ places, quite controlling… There was some kind of fairground game going on, using little handguns and aiming at targets. Someone offered to show me how to, but I didn’t think it would be a good idea for me to learn how to shoot. 3 months ago