posted December 16, 2014 12:01 PM            

Some guys walked in and they turned out to be a marching band. They had black pants with these dazzling sparkling green band jackets. Of course, the dark-haired-man was with them and in the dream he was the tallest of them. Freaky tall - and thin - in the restaurant. His head nearly brushed against the ceiling but no one really noticed except me. My snarky friend said, “ohhh look who’s here. Which one of us will he pick? The most beautiful one, obviously. That’s me.”

I was so ‘over’ the whole day I didn’t even remotely care what she was talking about so I got up and went outside. I sat down on the curb to the parking lot and I was staring at my feet that I realized were starting to hurt. I looked on the bottom of my right foot and it was covered in little rhinestones of different colors. I began picking some of them off when dark-haired-man sat beside me (he was his normal height now and not amazingly skinny like he was inside). We began chatting but most of the conversation is lost to me now except that he wanted me to go somewhere with him. It turned to night out all of a sudden and I agreed sure, I’d go with him. We started walking but my foot began to hurt more and more. We came across this round little old man in a suit on the side of a sidewalk with a stand that looked like a candy machine or something with a colorful umbrella on it. He told me he could remove my crystals. I sat down and he looked at the bottom of my foot and he was shocked there were so many because usually there were only one or two when he had to remove them from people. He started removing them with these tweezer looking things but he quickly got annoyed there were so many. Each crystal had these inch-long silver threads or wires that penetrated into the skin and that was why they hurt so much.

posted December 17, 2014 04:30 AM            

Of course, I don't mind the barrage. I enjoy reading and working on your very interesting dreams. I may not always get a good interpretation, but I try.

About the ghost dream …

There seem to be a couple of different things going on here, or maybe a couple of different layers to the symbology, which I am trying to sort out. Underneath, there appears to be a deeper, archetypal death/rebirth theme. But there also seems to be some reflection of anxiety and stress from your daily life. These two layers no doubt correlate, and I am trying to find a way to express/explain the correlation.

Do you feel like you are in a "race against time" in some way? What is making you feel rushed, anxious, stressed, and frustrated?

On one level, being a ghost can indicate a state of transition, which I believe applies here. It can also reflect a desire/need/wish to be free of, get out of, or put an end to, some situation. It can be related to feeling invisible, immaterial, or taken for granted. Do any of these apply to the way you are feeling lately?

Your son and husband play parts in this dream … how do they fit in with the questions above?

posted December 18, 2014 12:41 AM            

I've been thinking about it a lot but the first thing that comes to mind with that is I'm sort of freaking out about his eventual flight from the nest. Which, really, isn't that far off. He'll be 16 in March so only a couple more years. I haven't been able to have any other kids so... empty nest? Maybe just me worrying about him?

I'm not sure but I think you're right about two layers of symbols there.

posted December 18, 2014 12:08 PM            

He seemed a little frustrated with me because I didn’t know what he was trying to say.

He came back to the table and we looked at the little houses. We could see into them and there were people walking around in them, completely oblivious to us. He focused in one one house and room and when I looked I realized it was me down there walking around. He reached in, pulled off my head (no blood or anything, it wasn’t gruesome or horrifying) and with his other hand pushed in this little blue illuminated sphere into the hole in my neck before reattaching my head. Miniature me continued walking around as though nothing had happened.

posted December 22, 2014 04:40 AM            

Back to the previous two dreams ...

Whenever you become more closely associated with these people, or the dark-haired one, as you have done on and off over the years, it is as if you tap into some high-frequency, almost otherworldly energy. It energizes and excites you on many levels and it shows in your dreams. But it often creates an internal conflict as well, also reflected in your dreams.

The ghost dream and the crystals dream have much in common in a general sense (and much in common with other of your dreams of the same ilk).

They both begin in the day time, reflecting issues, thoughts, and concerns from your daily life, and they both turn to night, reflecting "the other side of you", mostly concerning the energies associated with the dark-haired one.

The ghost dream suggests there is a part of you that has been "arrested", "locked up", confined, or otherwise restricted for quite some time (in jail for six years), and through no fault of your own (falsely accused) but simply due to life's circumstances. Symbolically, this part of you has been "dead".

But "the other side of you" is making a reappearance, reconnecting with soul-moving energies and destinies (stars/planets). I think the unknown planet bigger than Jupiter represents the dark-haired one, just as he appears "freaky tall" in the crystals dream, and in both dreams you are the only one who sees it/him. To you, he is bigger than life, mysterious, otherworldly and unknown in many ways. The unknown galaxy is an expansion of this expression/energy. It is an archetype for spiritual/cosmic energies, it is "otherworldly", a whole other system of development. Part of you wants to go, part of you needs to stay (ghost=state of being in-between).

"I looked down and I couldn’t see my feet because they had become immaterial and I knew the rest of me would follow." ("She Fades Away" plays in the background)

In the crystals dream, the day (seen self)- night ("other side" self) motif is emphasized. Just as the dark-haired man asked you to go with him, it turned to night, and you accepted. So here we are again with you, the dark-haired one, and the soles of your feet (akin to the bus dream). I don't know what you associate with crystals, but I'll call them "energies" and these are soul (sole) energies associated with him that are embedded in (threads) your very foundations (feet), at least that's how you feel. But these feelings are bittersweet. It is difficult to walk this walk (nails in foot), there is internal conflict (crystals/nails, right foot/left foot).

There is more that could be analyzed in these dreams, but these are the basics of what I see.

posted December 22, 2014 01:07 PM            

I was wearing a largish white button-up dress shirt. He pulled out a Sharpie and began writing on the back of my shirt starting with the shoulders and working his way down. At first I didn’t know what he was writing because I couldn’t see but I could feel the pen writing through the shirt and the ink was soaking through it and reaching my skin. It was part of the lyrics to “Inside Out”.

Your hand full of hours - sand from the urns
A traveling companion - the secret of ferns
From darkness to darkness - where shall I begin

When he got to the end, he was down toward the bottom of my back and the word “BEGIN” took up the entire last line. He dotted the ‘i’ in the word. Then dotted it again. Then dotted it again in the same place very deliberately. The shirt soaked up a lot of ink- I could feel it soaking through more on my lower back. He dotted it again and again and again and the dot on the “i” grew into a large circle half a foot wide on the back of my shirt. I looked back there and lifted up my shirt and looked at my tattoo there. My tattoo is an ankh, btw. I looked back up and he wasn’t behind me anymore but standing in front of me, he looked a little different, his skin was darker but it was still him, and I said “Oh, my ankh tattoo. I want to have it removed or updated into something else.”

He didn’t actually say anything out loud the whole dream but his eyes grew big for a second before narrowing back down seriously and he mouthed the word “NO” with a slow shake of his head.

I said “But-“

He mouthed “Noooooooo” and kept shaking his head and I felt the tapping of his pen on my lower back despite the fact he was standing in front of me still.

Then I was in a shower. Again, it was partially inside and partially outside. It was big, probably 12 feet by 12 feet. It had a stone floor and white curtains on the two sides that weren’t facing the outdoors. It was night now, with lots of stars and I was sitting on the floor of the shower. He approached from outside and was wearing my white button up shirt but now there was writing all over it and on the front it said:

And there were the stars that helped to navigate our souls

posted December 22, 2014 01:28 PM            

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Originally posted by Ra:

There is more that could be analyzed in these dreams

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Like that I am completely bug nuts?

(j/k... I really don't think I am even though most crazy people say the same thing)

posted December 22, 2014 01:57 PM            

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Originally posted by Ra:

Whenever you become more closely associated with these people, or the dark-haired one, as you have done on and off over the years, it is as if you tap into some high-frequency, almost otherworldly energy. It energizes and excites you on many levels and it shows in your dreams. But it often creates an internal conflict as well, also reflected in your dreams.

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And it's been years and years! A few days ago, I finally tried to get back into my dream journal that I keep online. I figured out the password again, etc. I hadn't posted anything in it since April 2009 but it goes back to 2001 so I spent hours reading old dreams and putting tags on them so I can look them up easier, etc.

I even have comments from you on them if I had also posted them here and you responded. It was fascinating (at least to me) to go back because so much of it I had forgotten until I read it again. It's been interesting to see the similarities to the current ones and the subtle changes.

posted December 22, 2014 02:01 PM            

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Originally posted by Ra:

They both begin in the day time, reflecting issues, thoughts, and concerns from your daily life, and they both turn to night, reflecting "the other side of you", mostly concerning the energies associated with the dark-haired one.

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Funny! The dream that I had last night that I posted directly after you your post saying this.

Day and night, etc.

posted December 22, 2014 02:43 PM            

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Originally posted by Ra:

Whenever you become more closely associated with these people, or the dark-haired one, as you have done on and off over the years, it is as if you tap into some high-frequency, almost otherworldly energy. It energizes and excites you on many levels and it shows in your dreams. But it often creates an internal conflict as well, also reflected in your dreams.

The ghost dream suggests there is a part of you that has been "arrested", "locked up", confined, or otherwise restricted for quite some time (in jail for six years), and through no fault of your own (falsely accused) but simply due to life's circumstances. Symbolically, this part of you has been "dead".

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posted December 23, 2014 04:41 AM            

As for the "miniature you" dream ...

It is very difficult to put a finger on this dream, as is the case with many aspects of the dreams that the dark-haired one appears in.

Most dreams are reflections of the dreamer's life activities and internal stuff, but many of yours, like this one, seem to have something else going on, externally influenced. At least that is my perception, which could be a product of my own projections. To me, this dream seems more like an Astral experience, and less a dream, but I could be totally wrong. Do I sound confused?

I almost feel the need to recuse myself from these dreams because of possible preconceptions and projections that I have built up around the subject of the dark-haired man over the past decade or so … I try but it is difficult to escape the feeling.

I guess my question is, are these dreams reflections/projections of your sub/unconscious, or are they communications with him/them? If it is in the realm of communications, do you think it is intentional, deliberate, and consciously being done? Or do you think it is more of an unconscious connection? Is this about you reaching out to him, or him reaching out to you? Is this a fantasy, or is something real happening here? Do I seem confused?

I'm not sure how many people read this string, because of its length. Would you object if I invited some fresh eyes to have a look at this/these dreams? I would love to hear some other thoughts and opinions. Or would you rather we continue as we always have? That's okay, too.

posted December 23, 2014 12:05 PM            

I only hope that doesn't mean you will take your own eyes away. I know you feel like you may not be impartial but you've also been reading them for a decade and have a unique perspective that I value. (despite the confusion!)

posted December 26, 2014 12:36 AM            

I may not provide an interpretation necessarily, but pointing out and keeping track of items that tend to repeat, certain symbols, other curiosities, and other thoughts that come to mind might be useful in the future.

In the "miniature you" dream we encounter "white", which is so often associated with the dark-haired man in other dreams (white car, white shirt, white room, white bed, etc.). Is this your symbolic association with him, or is this the way he presents himself to you? I don't know.

White = spirituality, awareness, consciousness, and alchemically it signifies "new knowing".

Floor-to-ceiling windows = openness, awareness, consciousness.

Yet again, it is night time.

Night = unawareness, the unconscious, secrets, mystery, the unknown, "the other side of you"?

It is interesting to me that this white room with big windows is surrounded by the night. It is like a bubble of awareness within the greater unknown/unconscious, very much the way I see certain "places" within the Astral Realms.

Mathematics = universal language, logic, reason, ordered processes.

Again, in this dream he is "larger than life".

The little blue sphere inserted into your neck/chest? Fascinating. Obviously, some energy is growing or evolving within you. Is it related to your throat chakra, or maybe your heart chakra? Is this imagery a projection of your own unconscious mind or higher self? Or is the dark-haired one actually playing a role in this? I don't know. It does remind me of methods used by guides to help energize, balance, and assist those of us in the Earth Plane, as reported by some in their Astral travels.

Very curious.

posted December 26, 2014 12:37 AM            

Again, white, surrounded by white.

This time there are missing walls/windows/ceiling. Has some barrier been removed?

Again, no one notices the dark-haired man is there, but you.

As in the last dream, there is communication, but this time in a language you understand. (The throat chakra is about communication … do you think the blue sphere from the last dream has something to do with the improved conveyance?) And there is a universal symbol, the ankh (one of my two favorite )

The word BEGIN and the deliberate dotting on your lower back … What is beginning? Is this a reference to another chakra? Could the tapping represent the activation of this energy? And/or could this emphasize the ankh, suggesting an experience beginning in Egypt? (I agree with the dark-haired one - don't change that )

Yet again, day turns to night, as we have discussed before.

And then we have stars, the lyrics "And there were stars to help us navigate our souls", and "light years …". Fate? Destiny? Cosmic/spiritual energies? Travel through time and space? Past life experience? Take your pick.

Very curious.

posted December 26, 2014 12:38 AM            

I would guess you chose them because they are your favorites, but I'm not a really music oriented guy, so it is unusual for me to be so taken with a song, much less a whole collection.

Very curious.

posted December 27, 2014 10:28 PM            

(and I can say this because MoonWitch is my best friend).

Knowing what I know, and what I think, and what these dreams say.... it's obviously communication but not only communication, but...

he wants her to remember.

posted December 29, 2014 12:03 AM            

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Originally posted by Ra:
As an aside, I am very familiar with all of the lyrics from all of the songs you have posted concerning all of these dreams. I know them by heart. I love them. They all have a deep and haunting quality to me, reaching right in. These are some of the songs you sent me all those years ago. I often wondered why you sent me those particular songs and how/why it is that they strike me and penetrate me in such a way.

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It's funny. I don't remember sending you anything. I swear I am not senile but there are so many things I just don't remember. I DO sort of remember when you mention it but if you hadn't... I'd have no clue. I'm certain I sent some of my favorites for whatever reason.

posted December 29, 2014 12:05 AM            

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Originally posted by Ra:

It is interesting to me that this white room with big windows is surrounded by the night. It is like a bubble of awareness within the greater unknown/unconscious, very much the way I see certain "places" within the Astral Realms.

Mathematics = universal language, logic, reason, ordered processes.

Again, in this dream he is "larger than life".

The little blue sphere inserted into your neck/chest? Fascinating. Obviously, some energy is growing or evolving within you. Is it related to your throat chakra, or maybe your heart chakra? ... It does remind me of methods used by guides to help energize, balance, and assist those of us in the Earth Plane, as reported by some in their Astral travels.

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I'm very interested in this. If I had to pick, I'd say it was heart chakra. I 'felt' it there.

posted December 29, 2014 12:10 AM            

I was at a hotel or hostel. It had a very European feel but it was in Los Angeles and it was afternoon. I was talking to a female that I knew from the online forum in the dream. She told me a lot of people we knew were staying at that hotel. I wasn’t, I was staying on my sailboat but I wanted to meet some of them. I was telling her about the boat when the dark-haired-man walked up to us. He had just arrived from the airport and had a large duffle bag over his shoulder. He was all in black this time, black coat, with dark sunglasses. He gave some sort of greeting though I don’t remember what it was and walked away.

The girl I was talking to began to tell me how strange he is and he seemed to get weirder and weirder the older he got. I walked away from her and through the lobby, making a left into an open area outside that turned out to be an area with a swimming pool. There were a lot of people in it, music was playing and it was an all around festive atmosphere. There was a bar across the pool serving refreshments but there was no way to get there unless you were in the pool. I didn’t have a bathing suit since I wasn’t staying at the hotel so I didn’t want to get wet. So - I did the logical thing and I walked across the top of the water. A few people noticed but not as many as you’d think would notice that sort of thing - they stared at me. I had this problem in that my mouth kept filling with bubble gum since the start of the dream. I wasn’t putting it in my mouth - it just kept appearing there. Great big wads of it so that sometimes I couldn’t talk and it was difficult to breathe like I was choking. I kept removing it, bits and pieces at a time, but it would slowly come back.

I got to the bar, pulling a big baseball sized piece of gum out of my mouth and dropping it onto the bar. “Sorry, so gross,” I said to the bartender. The Dark-haired-man was there so I ordered two drinks - not sure what kind they were but something with juice because they were orangy-yellow. I let him take one because I assumed he would, he didn’t say anything at all but did take it. I turned to walk back across the pool but a few steps later I fell right into the water for some reason. Fell in and sank straight toward the bottom. I remember watching my orangy drink blending with the crystal blue chlorine water as it came out of it’s glass. Water filling my nose and throat which was very painful but I couldn’t swim because my clothes were too heavy and no other swimmers around me seemed to notice or if they did, they didn’t move to do anything - as if they had been told not to.

A hand grabbed mine and pulled me up in one motion - completely out of the pool to the side of it. Of course it was the dark-haired-man and he was still quiet while I coughed up a bunch of water and more bubblegum. I looked down at myself and my clothes were gone - I was in a leopard print- retro styled bikini and the sun had gone down. A couple of pool-goers came over to me to see if I was OK and they started telling me again, how weird the dark-haired-man had gotten and they didn’t know what to make of it. They advised me to stay away from him.

posted December 29, 2014 12:11 AM            

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Originally posted by SnowWhite:

(and I can say this because MoonWitch is my best friend).

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Chiquitita!!