posted April 08, 2004 01:29 PM         

It was at night and I was walking towards this large body of water. I don't know if it was a lake or the ocean but there was a boardwalk. I was ME but I was different. I can't really describe it. I was in really great physical shape. I was still tall, etc. I was in a bikini or something but barefoot and it wasn't the greatest neighborhood. There were all these lowlife guys by the boardwalk and they all started bugging me. One by one as they approached me I just defended myself. It sort of reminds me now of the Terminator movie when Arnold fist comes back from the future and he's naked and has a mission and when people bug him he just tosses them across the room effortlessly. It was very much like that. I wouldn't hurt them for no reason, though, it was only when they got in the way of what I was doing or tried to touch me or hurt me.

I got close to the beach and I realized I needed a ride somewhere. I looked around (beat up a couple rude guys) and there was one goth/biker type guy just sitting back watching what I was doing and being really entertained.

"YOU!" I said and approached him. He was perched on top the end of a brick fence, squatting like a bird or something, looking spiffy in his long black coat. "You have a car. Take me somewhere."

He was amused I was so straightforward, amused I beat up anyone that tried to bug me, amused I picked him so he agreed. He started getting his car ready and I looked up into the stars.

"Wow look at the stars," I said. He was busy getting the car ready, though, and he said dismissively, "Yeah yeah stars."

"NO. LOOK at the stars!" I said. I wasn't requesting. He stopped what he was doing and looked up. The stars were brighter by the lake/ocean and I was happy about that. The black between some stars began to solidify and block some out and there was a huge spaceship - HUGE - sitting there in the sky. It was detailed enough to be something out of a Gieger painting but softer.

I wanted to go into the country to see the stars better because I knew it was almost time for 'them' to come. I don't remember now if I was trying to stop it or just preparing for their arrival. The gothbiker drove (although it was a stationwagon and not a motorcycle!). I got in the very back truck space because I had very important things with me I couldn't even trust to be in the back of the car with me. It had to be in my eyesight at all times.

We got to the country and ended up in the middle of a crop field looking at the stars. I had some headphone things on my head. Gothbiker guy naturally believed me at this point and was assisting me. We had a dog and cat with us, too.

The police showed up because they thought we were starting trouble but we just pretended to be reading the Sunday morning paper. Gothbiker said he had to give me 100 kisses. The cops left.

posted April 14, 2004 03:44 PM         

I have some thoughts on this, but I am not sure if I will have time to type them out before I leave. I may get a chance tonight.

From what I can see, the dream could have to do with Hunter and his situation, again. We'll see!

posted April 21, 2004 03:32 PM         

These unconscious energies are approaching conscious awareness (beach), so it is appropriate that at this point in the dream you "realize". Something of an unorthodox solution presents itself (a station wagon driving goth-biker is certainly unorthodox ), just the kind of "guidance" (look up to stars) you need. The "guidance" appears to be coming directly from the unconscious (stars brighter by the water), beginning rather vaguely, and then "solidifying" into a more concrete form, an unusual energy/idea, an unconventional perspective (spaceship). Details anent your plan of action become apparent.

At this point the dream becomes unclear to me.

The "very important things" that you have with you ... could these be symbolic of Hunter? If not, then what else of great value to you could they represent?

The feeling of the country and the field is one of openness, fertility, expansion, and perhaps less pressure. And there seems to be something about communication (headphones) or perhaps listening to your own instincts (dog and cat). It also seems as if you have diverted authority of some kind (police/pretend to read paper). The 100 kisses ... could this be a time reference? 100 days? Or perhaps it is symbolic of completion? Or even a symbol of awakening? I do not know.

Does any of this seem right to you?

posted May 05, 2004 01:31 PM         

Much of the symbology of this dream is classic pregnancy stuff ... so I am guessing that the precious cargo is not Hunter, but the New One. When I get a chance I will explain the other symbols. Very cool!

Read the dream again from the pregnancy perspective and I think you will see how much sense it makes!

posted May 07, 2004 05:49 AM         

I have a lot of thoughts on this, and I am not sure if I will finish typing them tonight, but I'll at least get started.

So yes, because you mention it, your husband should be considered a good possibility for the biker guy. It certainly makes sense out of the station wagon - a family car. Was he "on the fence" about having a child, kind of just accepting either way? Another possibility is that the guy is a manifestation of the New One, watching you, perched between two worlds awaiting his entrance.

I stated previously, "This revolves around the "night" side of self, and the energies that are emanating from within your unconscious (night, water, low life guys). Because of the night, I feel that the control you have in the dream is compensatory, indicating that you are feeling a lack of control in waking life, but have sort of put yourself on automatic pilot, just doing what needs to be done while trying not to involve your emotional self.

So, the "night side of self" is about the unconsciousrealm but not about some darker or shadow side of self. Since this is a large body of water, I should have seen that the energies are emanating from within the collective unconscious, and not necessarily your personal unconscious, which makes more sense if the "energy emanating" is a soul awaiting birth. Also, the ocean is from where life originated, the primordial womb. So, instead of the control/power being compensatory, it is probably a reflection of the maternal instinct to protect ... a "robotic" response - you don't even think about it.

I stated, "These unconscious energies are approaching conscious awareness (beach), so it is appropriate that at this point in the dream you "realize". Something of an unorthodox solution presents itself (a station wagon driving goth-biker is certainly unorthodox ), just the kind of "guidance" (look up to stars) you need. The "guidance" appears to be coming directly from the unconscious (stars brighter by the water), beginning rather vaguely, and then "solidifying" into a more concrete form, an unusual energy/idea, an unconventional perspective (spaceship). Details anent your plan of action become apparent."

The "unconscious energies" are the New Soul which has now gone a step farther than "approaching conscious awareness" - we are aware of him, he is realized! We can throw out everything I said about an "unorthodox solution" (that is where I really got off track) since the guy probably represents your husband, although I do get the sense that this soul may fit the 'unorthodox' mold.

Instead of the stars representing guidance, they could they could symbolize destiny, spiritual manifestation, and even cells. The New One is certainly coming "from the stars" and, as I stated, "beginning rather vaguely, and then solidifying into a more concrete form. Exactly what a fetus does.

Now, this is where it gets a little ... different. I did not feel stuck and my thoughts were coming out pretty smoothly. I pretty much had my ideas formed, except for a couple of things, and just had to write them out, which I was doing. My inner voice abruptly interrupted, "this entity is the brother. To the stars he went, and so from he returns, literally. Symbolically, the dream is meant for the making of the connection." That was not something I had thought about before, not even close. The voice then went on to admonish me(?) in a rather critical way about some things. Very strange.

I hate to stop here, but I'm out of time. There is a little more and I'll type it up tomorrow.

posted May 09, 2004 02:08 AM         

Right now I'm a bit stressed because I'm spotting and I've really worried if the pregnancy is going to last. Add onto that getting sick and having a fever and BLECH!!! So I'm not thinking straight yet. I'd love to hear anything else you have, though, so don't let that stop you. I will be able to reply better soon.

posted May 10, 2004 02:31 PM         

You wrote, "I got in the very back truck space because I had very important things with me I couldn't even trust to be in the back of the car with me. It had to be in my eyesight at all times."

The "very back truck space" is the cargo area, and I suppose the New One could be considered very important cargo!

I stated, "The feeling of the country and the field is one of openness, fertility, expansion, and perhaps less pressure. And there seems to be something about communication (headphones) or perhaps listening to your own instincts (dog and cat)."

Openness, fertility, and expansion indeed! A seed (a star seed!) is planted, a soul is growing, manifesting - no wonder you find yourself "in the middle of a crop field looking at the stars", waiting. The communication taking place is between the New One and your instinctual self, an unconscious dialogue for the purpose of preparation.

The 100 kisses - a symbol of awakening, but the police I did not understand until I got a little "inside help".

Before, I stated "It also seems as if you have diverted authority of some kind (police/pretend to read paper)." Apparently this may not be far from the truth, at least according to my "inside" information.

"What you call 'authority' would more aptly be stated as a power, a forceful energy. It is the force as written previously, the energy that would continue the separation. But it has been side-stepped, as you said 'diverted'. The manifesting soul will not be kept apart from Amber in this experience."

So, why the Sunday morning paper? ... "Why do you not see it? (statement directed towards me) The energy that would separate flees in the light of awareness (SUN-DAY) ... the morning has arrived and it is God's will that this thing will proceed. It is done, it is Sunday morning, the creation complete."

Well, that's it. As I thought about how strange the information is and wondering if the translation is correct, there was one last comment ... "It is not so strange. You are well aware this is the way of things, of re-incarnation. Souls re-incarnate together all of the time, in all kinds of ways. Why not this? This time? It is normal, trust it."

There you go, make of it what you will.