29 July 2007

The other night I had a dream; in hat dream: I am in a city and the weather just became cold and snowy. I am walking through the city and am very determined to get to where ever it is that I need to go. On the way I see a friend and he starts to walk with me. We see this old man in a loin cloth who has frozen in the fetal position, but he has one arm reaching out. I take hold of the arm and drag his frozen body behind me. As I approach my destination the weather changes again to sunny and dry, though now it is more of a rural area than a city. I leave the corpse with someone and head to a country house.
I am staying in this farm house, and it belongs to an older couple who still live there. At one point the man comes in and yells at me, telling me to leave. I am very disoriented and have a lot of anxiety about packing, because my stuff is scattered about. I decide to place a sheet on the floor and put all my things into the sheet to wrap up. As I am doing this the man comes in again (a day or so has elapsed) and he tells me to calm down, that I don't have to go right away.

20 July 2007

I had this dream the other night. I am younger and in some sort of school. I hear a story about a long lost treasure, that no one believes exists anymore. I believe it whole heartily and learn all that I can about it. Other students make fun of me, and over the years I become socially withdrawn. At one point I have found key to the treasure. I have this collapsible tiered diagram that has pictures of items related to the treasure and I have to find the items in life as each one leads me closer to the treasure. I remember that at the bottom there is a picture of one blue high heel. I am older and have spent a long time looking for these myriad things. At this point I am still a student, a rather bright and socially adjusted student. There is a class outing to an old bath house in the foothills. I know that the treasure is going to be found there. It is an evening trip and we have lanterns. Inside it is dirty. There are toilets in some areas, and standing water in pools, and lots of dried mud on the floors and walls. There are also rats, not an horde, but a notable amount. We are there to clean the place, and although one part of me is sickened, another thinks this will be the perfect opportunity to find the treasure. I am cleaning some of the stalls, and am jumpy when I encounter a rat. For some reason the group is concerned about the rats, and after cleaning awhile I loose interest in the treasure and become involved in trying to capture the rats for transfer to a better place. At the end of the night we have collected most of the rats and are able to take them to this animal sanctuary that is flush with vegetation. I feel good about my decision as we drive away.

July 2001

I am in Spain with a girlfriend. We are in this department store and looking around when I catch the eye of this Spaniard. We flirt with each other from a distance for a while and finally he approaches me and asks me out. I tell him no because I am in Spain to get married and soon I have to go to the rehearsal. My friend and I walk out the door and down a long winding metal stair well and the man follows us. We are running and giggling as he chases us playfully. On the bottom floor we exit to a dining area. It's the location of the wedding. The room is open and leads out to the ocean. Brian and I are standing together watching the people arrive. They enter from the side and have to go up these stairs. It's raining out and they're walking through the water and then rising up out of it. The storm begins to intensify and we have to stop the ceremony. Huge waves are splashing up against the building. I am a little bit fearful, but then we all begin laughing about it.

January 5, 2003

Among complaints of unproductive dream documentation, I found this dream: It's night out and I am at this house with my friends. The house is three or four stories tall and belongs to this older woman. I am balancing in a window frame several floors up, trying to keep the window open while also picking objects out of a box, or some container. My friends are all watching me do this. Also there is a gap between the floor and the wall.

1 July 2007

Lately I've been having a lot of angry ghost dreams, particularly haunted basements. It feels like the ghosts are bitter women, very vengeful and demanding to be noticed. Last night I had a dream that I am hanging out with Tom and Linda. We are at the restaurant that her family just opened and we are sitting on the stucco patio, drinking and hanging out. We all know that this ghost is here but we stubbornly ignore its presence. At one point I go inside and the doorway has shrunk in size. I have to suck it in to squeeze through. At an earlier point I was at the building site of the restaurant (and several other things); I am an engineer or something, and the construction is going well, I am hopeful about the future of the project.

Then the other night I had another aggressive ghost dream, though I don't recall the particulars at this moment.
I would wonder what exactly I am repressing, but I imagine I know already and am reluctant to address, hence the angry ghost demanding to be noticed. What kind of attention does this apparition desire? Something makes me think of abandoned potential.