record my dreams in a dream journal upon waking each day.

I did this years ago for three months straight every day and in such detail that I would be writing for hours. It was a very pivotal time in my life. I am at another crux so I have started again. It’s only been a couple weeks but already the dreams are more vivid. I just can’t get lazy because this is important!

When I fully awoke on Sunday, I remembered that I had a dream that someone called me on my cell phone and I answered, but I didn’t know if it really happened or was just a dream. I did some investigating and checked my received calls and the number, date, and time were there. It really felt like a dream though and it was kind of odd to find out that it wasn’t.

Today I woke up because I heard a woman screaming. I’m not sure if it was from a dream or if there was really a woman screaming outside either…

I have this recurring dream that I’m still a college student enrolled in a math class. Just before going to the math class, I panic because I didn’t do any of the homework, study for the test, and make a math portfolio. Then I start to wonder how did I end up passing this class? One of the math professors I had at the university is even in the dream looking through my so-called portfolio. For some reason, I think this really did happen in real life. Probably connected to something else, but I just don’t know what. Maybe because I’m procrastinating again. Instead of doing schoolwork at the last minute, I did last minute Christmas shopping. If I have this dream again, I’ll see if it’s connected in any way to procrastination…

i travelled this road … and it was like i was on a winding mountain. the road was gravel. it wasn’t easy. i was with others but i don’t know who was with me.

as we travelled on this mountain …. i looked back and saw that the road was washed behind me. i could not return.

i felt very strongly that in situations in my life… i was to keep going forward and that in my life i was not to keep looking back ….going backwards in my life is not an option.

our power was out. .. and all 3 of my kids were sleeping in the same room as me. ... i was awakened by a light. ..

i was given this light, it was like a LARGE candle light. it was stormy and windy in the house but this candle light flame remained on. ...and seemingly this light was leading me .

it wanted me to go …

so i began to walk … all around me was pitch black… but this light knew where it was going .

it had a rushed kind of feeling …. it led me to the front door… so i opened it…

and across the road…. there was my grandmother …. and she had a similar light in her own hand…..the lights seemed to lead us to each other …....

and i woke up…. with the feeling of WANTING To see my grandmother

After putting Sadie off and dozing in the morning, I dreamed about recording a goal in 43T.

My dreamed goal was: Find the funniest Oprah Winfrey inspirational poster I can find. Purchase the poster. Think of the funnest person I can give the inspirational Oprah Winfrey poster to. In the dream, some of the people I was thinking of were different research scientists where I work, and the image of a research scientist’s office decorated with a giant Oprah Winfrey image seemed very funny to me. Give the poster to that person, perhaps for Christmas.

Heh.

Maybe I will actually do that. I wonder if inspirational Oprah Winfrey posters exist.

• postscript – a quick check reveals that one inspirational Oprah Winfrey poster does exist. The quote on the poster, from Ms. O herself, is “When I look to the future, it’s so bright it burns my eyes.” Interesting. The possibility of burned out eyeballs could inspire me to to run away quickly, but this doesn’t appear to be an ironic sort of poster, so maybe my aversion to pain is the reason I’m not a celebrity billionaire. . . ?

dreams filled with snakes and pedophiles.

In case I was needing to be hit over the head with a hammer.

I dreamed the Dali Lama was coming to our home for a visit. My husband & I fixed up the guest room & made it all groovy & relaxing. I had to go to work, so I couldn’t be there for the DL’s visit. I went to work & forgot all about it.

Later, when I had a few minutes, I phoned my husband just to say hello. He told me the Dali Lama had come & gone. I yelled over to my boss’s office, “Hey, Dr. Foster, I forgot to tell you, the Dali Lama came to visit our house today.” “Why, that’s very interesting…” “Joseph, what’d the Dali Lama have to say?” “He just wanted to check in & see how you & I were doing.” “He just wanted to see how we were doing, Dr. Foster.” “Well, that’s very nice.” . . .

I woke up laughing.

Rage seems to be a popular dream topic lately. I have no idea why.

the store i work in.. fell ..

so i was very anxious to go into the store and see if it had LOL

but it didn’t lol