I was wandering about a town looking for a sensei. I went into a dojo but didn’t stay long. They I happened upon a class and I kinda like it and sat down on the floor. The teacher told a couple of the students, who were doing things that looked like yoga poses to keep working while he spoke with me. He was a white man with thin, long, straight honey coloured hair, very pudgy or thick in the face, with thick arms and hands. I noticed that has hands looked extremely weathered. He had me follow him out the door and either up or down some stairs, I don’t recall. We ended up in a space that looked like it might be under the building. There was a pipe set hanging from the ceiling of this dark area of dirt, with only cracks of light to illuminate the darkness. He jumped up on the horizontal pipe and spun a whole bunch of times, creating a blur. When he landed, I told that it was impressive. Suddenly, he laid on the ground and turned into a snarling dog, obviously trying to intimidate me. I bent down and told him that I loved dogs and held my hand out for the dog to sniff, and then starting talking to and petting the dog and asking it if that wasn’t a whole lot better than being aggressive.
Players: Me, sensei teacher guy, students, dog
Events: Searching for sensei, going under building, petting dog
Symbols: Sensei, dog
Thoughts: It seems like I’m not afraid of a teacher, but not sure what that has to do with anything.
I was at my mom’s house and I was trying to fly with this contraption held out in front of me by both hands. It was white, boxy shaped, and had two large handles. I kept trying to fly high into the but each time I got over 30 feet or so, I would come down. A couple times I was really close to hitting telephone wires. There was some sort of owl watching and a woman told me to look at the underside of it’s wings. There are the initials, “AYL.” I didn’t quite understand this and wonder how the owl’s wings could naturally create letters. I also kept thinking of the letter, “W.”
Players: Me, woman
Events: Trying to fly, seeing owl wing and hearing woman
Symbols: Flying, owl
Thoughts: I keep thinking that there’s something from my mother’s house I’ve been trying to learn, and I’m now to the point that I’m starting to fly. I’m just not sure what it is that I’m trying to learn.
I wish now I’m remembering the location I was in, but there was this guy who was creating disks like the Frisbee rings that were popular a long time ago but they were made of rainbow light. He was wave his hand in a circle in the air and create one. I thought it was the coolest thing because I’d never seen anyone actually create something out of thin air. Even better, not only did he create it, but I was able to grab it and throw it like a boomerang and it would come back to me, and wouldn’t dissolve until he made it dissolve. I loved these things. He was trying to teach me how to create them by holding all the fingers together representing all the colours, and making the ring in the air with the intention of the heart. I was trying before I woke up.
Players: Me, rainbow disk man
Events: Creating the rainbow disks and me playing with them
Symbols: The rainbow disks
Thoughts: I wish I remembered the rest but I’m not sure it was that important anyhow.
I was part of a large number of people floating around in boats in the Everglades. People were hunting all kinds of animals there. It was like an amusement park. There were families in boats having a Disneyland adventure but they were actually hunting animals to take home with them I guess. It seemed unsupervised and unregulated that people could just do whatever they wanted and they were. I watched on kid capture a Kimodo dragon. He was hoisting it out of the water and someone else was started to do something similar but the person I was with told them that the Kimodos were off limits and they had to put them back. As we continued floating along, time quickly progressed and the families started to leave. I noticed a dead duck floating in the water that someone had left behind and it made me sad. As more time went by, I even noticed that the water level was greatly decreased. This also made me sad and I wondered if the water level was going to be able to replenish itself in time to not be completely drained when another group of people came.
Players: Me, families, policing person with me
Events: Floating, observing families, kids capture kimodo, seeing dead duck, noticing water levels
Symbols: everglades, kimodo dragon, dead duck, water level
Thoughts: Water is emotions and in the dream, there’s a depletion issue. It was odd seeing this Kimodo dragon being so docile as to be caught by a kid. And the dead duck which is a symbol for being doomed. Not sure why I’d have a dream like this. I’m not feeling this type of energy. Maybe anxiety over hypnosis or all the things I have going on… but doesn’t seem like that.
I was at a party with a bunch of musicians. It was that typical thing for me when I want to be the star yet I’m just a bystander who knows all the stars. When the band started playing, I secretly wanted to be part of the band. The sound was pretty good until the singer who reminded me of Gavino started singing overly expressively and the mic started coming out. They couldn’t figure out what was going on, especially without breaking the continuity of the song. Someone called me over to see if I could figure out what was going on. I started tracing the mic line which was blue. I traced it back to the mixer and amp but everything looked alright. I deduced that the singer was using a large diaphragm condenser and he was just singing too close to the mic and sending too much air into the mic. This was because the gain was really low and he was trying to get a pumping sound out of the mic. I told him to raise the gain and back off the mic.
Players: Me, singer, band
Events: Band started playing, mic sound gets bad, I’m called into help, I make suggestion
Symbols: band, mic, singer, party, blue cable
Thoughts: Feelings if importance and mattering. This is always something I’ve been sensitive to.
This is a mishmash. There was smuggler who owned a large yacht. Someone I know was on that yacht which was parked in a drop-off location somewhere in the Caribbean. There was a cluster of small islands and I was looking at a map trying to identify them. There was a man who I knew that was part of the group that was on the yacht and wasn’t really involved in the smuggling. He was essentially safe from any harm for the time being but there was something coming, not sure what. Another man was making effort to save him and some other people but unfortunately, he had been framed and targeted as being dangerous and he was being hunted. So, the people who were to be saved by him thought of him as a terrorist. The smugglers were after him because he knew too much, and were responsible for ruining his name. I was trying to tell the man to understand the truth before it was too late.
Again, I’m at the ocean in a big house. There were a number of people there including Kara Thrace and Lee Oben. Kara had gone outside with a few people and were wading in the water. Kara was also hitting on some woman’s boyfriend because he said they had an open relationship. It didn’t seem all that comfortable to me. Some people inside the house asked if I was going to go out with them. I had been in the house all day and it was now night. I didn’t really want to go. I looked outside and saw that it had been hailing and it looked cold. I did feel as if I was being anti-social. Then I ran into Lee Oben somewhere in the house. He had fixed my belt by putting on the belt buckle, but he’d done it backwards and I needed to fix it, but was having a difficult time getting it apart. For some reason I told him to get over himself, which seemed derogatory and I felt a little bad saying it as he gave someone else a friendly punch in the arm, and I realized that I don’t know many people to that intimate level.
Players: Me, Lee Oben, Kara Thrace, some man, some saviour
Events: Looking at map, saviour coming, Kara outside kissing guy, Lee fixing my belt buckle incorrectly
Symbols: Saviour, map, yacht in hiding, hail, ocean, belt buckle
Thoughts: It reminded me of not going to Poet and Patriot or the sweat lodge this weekend, and being anti-social. My lack for close friends bothers me sometimes. A lot of people pay to see me cos of my job.
I was in a large room with lots of stuff in it. There was a table in front of me and on the table was an artistic creation in the shape of a bear. It was about 3′ x 2′ x 1′ and was made out of thick twigs and rope. The middle of it had come apart and was mostly separated and I was trying to figure out how to put it back together. A group of guys walked up and I asked if anyone had any ideas on how to put it back together and they swarmed in over-examining it, and proceeded to take the whole back end apart, and leave to start meandering about the room. I was like, “WTF!” I asked them where they’d put the pieces and one of them produced a couple twigs. I found the rope on a shelf somewhere. I was a bit exasperated as I really didn’t know how I was going to get this thing back together since I hardly knew how the mid section went together let alone rebuilding the butt from scratch.
Players: Me, bear, men
Events: Seeing statue apart, men come in and take butt apart, I try to find the pieces.
Symbols: bear, pieces
Thoughts: I was thinking of the dancing bear that I called in yesterday for the house clearing being broken. Not sure who the men are.
I was walking into what I think was a car rental agency. I was with another person tho I didn’t get a clear picture of whom. The building was really large and mostly in one room kind of like a ski lodge. As we entered there were horses all over the place. There must’ve been 30 horses either standing or sitting. Different colours and sizes, some young, some old, but all were beautiful. I even mentioned that there were unicorns. I couldn’t imagine what they were doing in this business. We were taken to another room to conduct our business, whatever that was by a young woman. I started talking to her about the horses. She told me that someone had died and she was given care of the horses but she didn’t know what to do with them. Someone wanted to put them all down and she was horrified about doing that. I asked her who died but she just stared at me with tears in her eyes and didn’t answer. I didn’t push it. I told her that if she could give me information on each of the horses, I would try to help her. I told her that I knew a lot of people that were into horses. She left the office and I don’t where she went. We eventually left the office as well and most of the horses were gone. I don’t know what happened to them. Part of the building was being put back to normal which included a lot of office furniture and sound equipment like it was a music studio. I got the feeling that I was supposed to be doing some music there but I wasn’t quite in the mood.
Events: Walking into building, seeing horses, talking with girl, seeing music equipment
Symbols: office, horses, music equipment, unicorn
People: Me, mysterious person with me, office girl
Thoughts: I did have the memory of someone talking about a divorce that led a woman to purchase 7 horses.
Right on the heals of the condor gauntlet dream was this dream. I was coming from what was probably the other dream and had ended up at a t junction of roads out in what looked like a desserty environment. There was a large Spanish style home on the corner with white stucco walls and clay tile roof with cactus and dessert style landscaping around it. This was my home. I was talking to a woman who owned a white van who lived next door to me. I started to walk up my walkway and found this enormous condor feather. I picked it up and went to show her. She took it from me and started to shake it. This little seed husks started falling out of it. She explained that you need to shake out condor feathers when you found them. She handed it back to me so I could continue to shake it out. We were talking about the fact that she was happy that I could work remotely because I was so far out from anywhere that it would be a difficult business to have if I had to have clients drive out to my home. She explained that she owned another home in Aurora and that if I wanted to, I could come see clients throughout the day from her home because there was a large population there. I’d seen this place before in dreamland. It’s the very green place with the large freeways running through it.
I hopped in the van and drove a little ways down the road and she picked up another woman and a man. I kept holding the feather and shaking husks out of it and examining it. The woman was talking really loudly. The man and I got out of the back of the van so we could walk back together and the van left. We walked a little ways and we ended up in someone’s bathroom that was completely exposed to the outdoors with walls only on two sides. The bathroom had the exact layout as another bathroom I’d see except this one was beautifully tiled. The tub, countertops, art decorations, floor, everything was tiled in this blue, green, and yellow floral tile. It was stunning, but I noticed how I’d seen this exact architecture minus the tiling somewhere else. We walked into the bathroom because it seemed to be part of the path we were walking. Suddenly I realized that we were inside someone’s house and we couldn’t find our way out. Everything was tiled. It was beautiful, but there didn’t seem to be a way out and we were trespassing. Suddenly I heard someone coming. We started rushing away from the sound and the guy went one way and I went another. I heard the person sound as if they were walking a bicycle with them as if they were getting ready to go riding. I tried to counter their position so as not to be seen, but I turned a corner and I was face to face with a woman that looked a lot like Monique Fae. I was startled and woke.
Players: Me, woman #1, woman #2, man, Monique Fae
Events: In front of home finding feather, shaking husks from feather, discussing business, meeting woman and man, walking into bathroom, getting trapped in house, running into Monique Fae
Symbols: condor feather, Aurora, white van, tiled bathroom, Spanish style house
Thoughts: This was the second dream with the condor association. Monique Fae and the tiles were an interesting twist, practical assistance with my business was right on the heals of the phone conversation with Deken. The feather felt very powerful to me tho I wasn’t sure what to do with it. The over-tiling of everything… I’ve always considered tiles to be very strong.
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