posted March 30, 2005 04:13 PM         

But first earlier in the nap I dreamed... or I was half awake... I kept dreaming I was laying there in bed awake and I couldn't move. I decided I was dreaming and kept trying to wake myself up.

I woke and went back to sleep. I dreamed I woke up again. All of this seemed like it was REALLY happening. I was laying in bed and Hunter was there. Something had changed in the world. Or something had changed in me and I could see the world as it really was. Something big was going to happen - on a spiritual level, I think. I could see demons and angels and the ones that resided in people I met. Hunter was just this glowing little being.

*I'm going to skip over one part because it's gory and gross and I don't want to talk about it*

So Hunter and I were on the run. The demon things wanted to hurt me and they wanted to hurt him. I was carrying him through the streets because somehow I knew I had to get on a plane and go across the country just to stay one step ahead. Everything was happening so fast and there was so much it's hard to write down in a way that makes sense now.

At one point I was running by a park with him and some woman came up to me to talk to me. She pretended she was a normal person but I could really SEE her. She was a demon and was trying to trick me. I pushed by her and she was surprised I didn't fall for her tricks. We ended up in a fight. She had a really large knife and tried to stab me with it but I managed to get it from her. I stabbed her in the back all along her spine several times until she stopped moving. I shoved her under a bench but she was still talking to me because she wasn't dead - she'd heal. The thing was - all of the 'normal' people wouldn't know she was a demon so I had to get out of there because the demon woman could pretend to be dead and I'd be arrested.

Some guy stopped, seeing her under the bench, and started asking her if she was alright. The demon started gurgling and playing it up in a way that would have won her an Oscar.

I ran away with Hunter. I refused to be around when the cops showed up.

It was raining a little bit and night was falling. I told Hunter he could fly if he wanted to and that I'd have to teach him. I turned into this huge black bird and he turned into a grey pigeon. I was carrying him a lot of the time in my claws because he was too nervous to fly on his own.

I was flying among the buildings and I stopped suddenly because I found it odd that there would be a telephone sitting many stories up on a ledge. I knew it was there for me. It was ringing. I picked it up, clinging to the side of the building, and there was a conversation going between a man and a woman with very kind voices. They were talking about the changes and about me and Hunter.

"Hello?!" I said.

The woman seemed surprised to hear another voice on the line but the man wasn't. "There you are." he said and his voice was so soothing, "I'm in the hospital but don't worry it's only temporary. Just get here because we're waiting for you."

I had to go because there was some threat from a demon. I don't remember what exactly now. I started flying again and I told Hunter he would have to stop being afraid and fly along with me because I couldn't fight off threats while I carried him in my claws. He started and he was a little shakey but he was flying. We came across this little grassy lot and there were a lot of other pigeons. I fought something in the air but it went away quickly. When I looked around I couldn't find Hunter. All the pigeons looked the same. I was screaming his name but I was calling him "Bobby" for some reason.

Finally I spotted him - he wasn't a bird but himself and he was sitting on the grass upset because he had crashed and he didn't know where I was. His shirt was torn and he wasn't wearing pants. I landed and turned into a person again and he was so happy to see me and he said he couldn't hear me calling. I told him that he just didn't learn how to hear me calling yet when I was in other forms but that he could once he learned how.

I got some new clothes for him and decided we'd take a taxi to the airport. It was raining harder at this point and chilly. I was carrying him. We came to a busy intersection and there were two men there that I knew were demons. I began to hail a taxi and one of them walked up to attempt to hail the same one I wanted. I turned on him and grabbed his arm and twisted it several times with virtually no effort on my part. He was shocked. I said "I am far more powerful than you have ever imagined. You and your friend leave now or I will kill you both."

They both left immediately but I knew others would find us so I had to hurry. There seemed to be no taxis coming or if they came they were full. I stood there with my arm in the air in my attempts to hail one. A black limo drove by and then stopped and the window rolled down in the back. I started waving them on and said "No no I'm trying to catch a cab I didn't mean to just hail all of the cars down."

The guy in the backsteet looked disappointed but the car continued along. I watched it and it stopped on the next block now it had morphed into an old black car. Not old as in decrepit but it was an older model car but it looked completely new. It looked like it was from the 30's or something. I lost interest and continued with my cab hunt. Suddenly a bicycle stops in front of me and I look at the rider to find it's the same guy that had been in the black car. He had light brown hair and was a couple inches taller than I was. He had a couple days scruff on his face but he was dressed very nicely - a suit with a long overcoat -but in the same era as his black car down the street. He smiled at me and I could tell he wasn't a demon but some kind of angel. I shouldn't really say angel but he was very enlightened somehow and he had that glow about him.

I looked at his bike and he said "Well you wouldn't get in the car with me so I thought I'd try something else."

I found that charming.

Then he said, "This is crazy and I know you'll think so but - I can't explain it. I love you. I love you both and you're supposed to come with me to where ever you are going."

I said, "Yes that is crazy." and then we started kissing there on the street with me still holding Hunter and him still on his bike in the rain. Next thing I know we are in his car. Hunter and I are in the backseat and the guy and his driver are in the front seat and we are heading to the airport.

posted March 30, 2005 06:25 PM         

I didn't know if anyone noticed those! I chopped all my hair off and it feels great. I haven't had it short in so many many years.

posted March 31, 2005 04:02 AM         

I would like to have him look at this dream ... I almost feel like he is supposed to. He's a "Bible-beater", kind of, but he is also very gifted. I know as soon as he begins reading it he will know it is you ... he'll say, "this is that girl, ain't it".

posted March 31, 2005 12:46 PM         

And now I really would like some tuna steak!!!

Ra ~ I remember you talking about your friend before and I think I remember the dream he helped with, too. The Vincent Price one I'm pretty sure. Strange he was just talking about naps and dreams today! hehe where there is synchronicity there is something!

I'd love to have him look at the dream if he's interested

posted March 31, 2005 01:19 PM         

The Vincent Price dream, yes I think that was it ... I'm surprised you remember that. How long ago was that? A couple of years?

posted April 01, 2005 04:38 AM         

This dream really creeped him out. He felt like something is just pressing on you, trying to trick you, something operating in or through the spirit realm, something dark disguised as light. He is concerned for you a great deal.

Well, that's his take. If I remember anything else he said, I'll post it. Another friend of mine is looking at this as well, so we'll get another viewpoint, and I'll give it a go at some point too.

Any thoughts?

posted April 01, 2005 12:38 PM         

Was there anger involved? Greed? Selfishness? Power? Anger, I suppose but also self defense. I don't think greed, selfishness or power was involved at all. Maybe power but in another way.

Do you think it reflected anything from your past? Or maybe your future? I hadn't though about that. I thought maybe it was just symbolic.

I'll email you and tell you what happened. I'm not to comfortable posting about it.

Interesting comments he had about it. I would like to hear input from other sources because now it's creeping ME out.

I had several dreams last night. One of them I'll touch on briefly because it was along the same lines of devils/demons/angels.

I went to this goth club. I haven't been to one in AGES in waking life. It was in the basement of this building in the city. There were a bunch of people there that I was somewhat familiar with in the dream. As I was walking down the stairs with some other girls I said "This is a dream! Are all of you having the same dream or are you just elements of my dream?"

Some of them turned to me and told me they were having the same dream. We got to the heart of the club and there was a stage there. People were gathering around it because there would be some show. I had a kitten with me, tucked into my jacket. This little redheaded girl came up to the group I was with and said "WOW! I haven't seen all of us together since that time in Egypt by the Nile! Remember that?!"

I shook my head but a few of the others were agreeing and started to talk about it. They were interrupted by the show which was just one man on the stage giving a speach. He was in this long ceremonial robe and one girl by me told me "He's the Devil. Don't **** him off."

Well that comment sort of annoyed me because I didn't really want to watch him in the first place. I don't know what he was talking about but finally he got to the point which was he planned some sort of revolution and his first step was to kill all the cats in the world. He looked at me and I knew somehow this was to get back at me for something because of how I feel about cats and the fact that I had one.

Well my little kitten died right there in my hands and I got so sad and angry and everything at the same time. I jumped (or rather I flew) on the stage despite the girls by me trying to stop me. I stomped on the Devil, aiming for his head, and didn't stop until all that was left was his robe.

I knew he wasn't dead but he was defeated at the moment. Some girl came from offstage and gave me my kitten back. It was breathing again but it looked a little odd - sort of like Gizmo from "Gremlins" but it started to look more like a kitten as I looked at it.

I left the club with a few of the other girls. It was raining really hard outside and I put the kitten in my purple jacket again to protect it.

There was a parade going on even though it was a dark and dreary day. It was all very modern but slowly things started to change as I watched. First I'd spot one old car in the crowd (again from the 30's or 40's). Then there would be another. Then someone would walk by with that time period clothing. Then another. And next thing I know everything is from that time period and I look down and see my own clothes were from then also. I don't know what happened to the girls I was with but I reached up and took the hat off of my head and my hair was long and blond and I was staring at it, sort of confused, while a couple other people walking by looked at me wondering why I was standing in the rain like I was letting myself get soaked.

Another dream I had before that was similar in that I was with an old friend of mine from NY who I actually haven't talked to in a long time. We were in a house and I knew there was something in there that wanted to kill us. I turned to my friend and said "This is a dream. Are you having this dream too or are you a part of my subconscious?"

"What?? This isn't... what??" he was completely confused and then finally "This is a dream?"

posted April 01, 2005 01:52 PM         

Back soon ...

posted April 01, 2005 04:13 PM         

Well on that note then I'll post the dream I just woke up from half an hour ago. I just finished typing it into my journal. Maybe not related at all but I have the creeps not nonetheless.

Nap dream I just woke up from - I fell asleep on the couch.

I kept dreaming of waking up and going back to sleep and from what I can tell the times I saw on the clock on the VCR were about right. Sometimes I really did wake up to check the time because I pick HUnter up at school today at 1:40 instead of 2:15 so I'm mindful of that.

I dream I wake up and there is someone there by the couch. I can't see his face but he's in black - the small glimpses I get of him at all because a lot of the time in the dream I just hear his voice like he's behind me. He moves behind the couch but I'm not scared or nervous or anything because I guess he's familiar to me. It seems very hard for me to wake up and I'm thinking to myself "Okay I'm really awake this time" because sometimes I can't tell in my dreams especially if I'm dreaming of waking, etc. etc.

That's when I notice the ants. First I notice a pretty large stream of them by the front door and I get so frustrated. We've had ant problems in this apartment in waking life but it's been a couple months. Sometimes they come up when it rains a long time because they get flooded out and it's a huge pain.

The man tells me to get the bug spray in the kitchen and I do. Then he hands me a match and tells me to set all the ants on fire and destroy them! I see his hand as he hands me a box of matches. I ignore that request and say something about how if I wanted to do that it would make more sense with a lighter but that it was dangerous to do that anyway.

Then I see there are literally ants EVERYWHERE. THere are larger streams of them by the doors and those are easy to see but as I look around at the white walls and floor and everywhere there are stray ants exploring everywhere and my feet are starting to get bitten.

So I start using the bug spray but I'm just miserable because there are so many ants and I have to spray SO MUCH I'm worried about the fumes and cleaning it up later. I see a river of them going upstairs and follow that, my feet still being bitten. I can still hear that guy talking behind me as I'm working, he seemed to be enjoying watching all of it and his comments were either encouraging me to do this to kill the ants or go here to kill them, etc.

(btw I HAAAATE ants - I had a bad experience with fire ants when I was a kid)

The river broke up into two streams of ants. One went into Hunter's room (who was at school, thankfully) and the other went into my room. I sprayed around HUnter's door for protection and then headed into my room and tried to battle them there.

The man was standing there in the middle of the room, completely unconcerned about standing in ants, and this time I could see most of him besides his face because he was looking out the window.

"Oh look there's a new baby bird." he said. I was wondering what the heck he was talking about but when I looked out my window there was a little basket type nest outside and I could hear a baby bird in there chirping away. I tell him I hadn't noticed it before and find it peculiar because I didn't put that basket out there but I don't have time to think about it because I have to kill ants!

I go downstairs and that's when I see the spray nozzle on the can has a spider on it. arrrrgh it's milky white small and just horrible looking and I fling it off and try to spray it too but it wasn't work because the spider WAS the nozzle so the can won't work without a nozzle anymore. It lands on the couch where I was sleeping and it gets bigger to it's the size of a hand or bigger but it turns very very red and just sits there on the couch very still. I'm too afraid to poke it and see if it's still alive.

posted July 31, 2005 12:43 PM         

Hopefully I can get back to it.

posted August 24, 2005 04:44 AM         

It's weird though, because before I could not see anything clear in this dream, but now it seems obvious, at least from the surface perspective that I am seeing this from. I think part of the trick is not to get too caught up in the details. Also, my thoughts are different than my friend's in many ways, but there could still be something to what he said, perhaps on another level.

So, about the first dream ...

You said, "... something had changed in me and I could see the world as it really was. Something big was going to happen - on a spiritual level, I think. I could see demons and angels and the ones that resided in people I met." And the first person you see for who he is? In the part you skipped over and later e-mailed me, you said, "Finally, for the first time I could see him for what he really was and he was a demon, alright." This dream is about your relationship with that person.

The dream suggests that back in March, at the time of the dream, you were beginning to truly realize the nature of that relationship and it seems that your dream consciousness was working through the energies that would be required, the strengths you would need, to set yourself, and Hunter, free.

That is the gist of the dream. I won't go into it any further unless you ask.

The guy at the end of your dream? I don't see him as a negative figure, like my friend did. Rather, I see him as the manifestation of the hopes/desires/fantasies you have of being rescued.

Make any sense?

The other dreams in this string are similar, and I'll hit on those soon.

posted August 25, 2005 04:21 AM         

There also seems to be some karmic/past-life material being hinted at, but I can't say specifically how that comes into play with this life.

It also seems that some of these dreams involve some activity upon the Astral, as if your dream consciousness is partially mixed with an awareness of an Astral experience which also factors into this whole scenario somehow. Very interesting.

Can you see what I mean?

*** take your time

posted August 25, 2005 09:43 AM         

Can you see what I mean?**

Not exactly. I understand the rest of what you're trying to say, though!

I still don't feel that much closer to any sort of resolution if the dreams indicate that. I guess I am, though, since I have employment now.

That was the first step I knew I needed to take.

posted August 25, 2005 02:07 PM         

But that was back in April, and I am glad to hear that you have now consciously taken 'the first step'.

I'll go over the ant dream later, and I'll try to explain what I mean about the Astral connection.

posted August 31, 2005 04:42 AM         

Insects can generally symbolize energies that are stirring within the subconscious, often with an annoying or troublesome tendency. These ants emerge at the front door, the entrance to your awareness, and from there spread all over your home, your life. These ants symbolize the invasion of your life, of your mind, by disruptive, consuming, distractive energies. These energies are wounding your stability, your foundation, your ability to move through life (feet being bitten).

The dark man probably represents the same relationship, the dark side of him. This shadowy figure is telling you what to do, instructing you in a maniacal way (controlling you?), looking over your shoulder, just because he can.

You are expending a great deal of mental energy trying to keep this negative-energy-infestation under control, and your dream reflects the concerns you have about what may happen after the "extermination" of your problem, concerns that may be keeping you from breaking free (worried about fumes and cleaning it up later).

It could be suggested that new spiritual energies, or energies anent freedom, were emerging at the time of the dream (new baby bird) but that you "don't have time to think about it" because of the distractions and duties (and negative influences) in your life.

Meanwhile, the instinctual, subconscious energies are growing within you, growing in intensity (perhaps anger), because you continue to supress them (spider grows and turns red).

Make any sense?