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.
I was in a house and there was a delivery guy coming to drop something off. I went to meet him at the front of the house which was a huge room. He was a young surfer type, short, with long blonde hair. He was holding a large heavy bag of parts. I started pulling the parts out to examine what it was. I asked him if there were any instructions or anything that indicated what this was and how to put it together. He said no, that this was all there was. As I pulled the pieces out, I realized that this was a miniature table saw that you could put anywhere. I started to piece it together, wondering out loud what each element might be before seeing how it would fit with the other parts. The kid mainly watched as I did this, seemingly impressed that I could figure it all out so quickly.
Players: Me, young surfer type delivery guy.
Events: Delivery, putting pieces together.
Symbols: delivery guy, saw, no instructions, front of house
Thoughts: There was a component of impressing the young guy, as if I’m getting old and slow. Lack of instructions is kinda like life, without a manual. Why a saw? Cutting things?
I was outside mom’s house with the camper. Wrigley was running around. She ran back into the house while I was whistling for her and I couldn’t understand why she wasn’t listening. This isn’t uncommon for her and I usually have this reaction, but why at my mom’s house?
I was living at my mom’s. Rob was living there as well. I was trying to think of ways that I could improve my relationship with him because walking around the house was like a mine field. He was dominating the living room and I felt confined to my bedroom. My Mini Cooper was parked out by where the trash cans go. I was supposed to be going to school, which was Valley College in the valley neighborhood. I seemed to have a Thursday night schedule and school was just starting for the semester. I had two obligations and was getting in the car to leave. I noticed that the dash board was flipped down and I had to flip it up to see the gauges. When I did, the dash was a modern version of the old classic dash I had. The gas gauge was very different and modern, and I had to analyze it for a moment to access whether it was working. The gauges were all very colorful. I drove up the block before I realized that I didn’t know exactly where I was going and I turned around and drove back up the block to my my mom’s. This time when I got there, I made a u-turn in from of Bonnee’s and noticed that there was a beautiful garden in front. I had a recognition that it was Brad who made it this way. I had overshot it to park, but decided to back up so I could look at the beautiful plants. There was an amazingly healthy hydrangea with large pink flowers, and other flowering plants. As I was looking at them, I was in front of the next door neighbor’s (Tracy’s) driveway when an older woman came up to the car. I recognized her as being the person that lived there, although in reality, I have no idea who she was. She started talking to me about her son. She was walking with a walker but was trying to detach a couple canes from the walker because she was apparently going to drive somewhere. She was telling me that she was unhappy with her son because he wouldn’t visit her and he wouldn’t let anyone visit for long. I guessed that he was also somewhat physically incapacitated because she alluded to him having a chair or walker or something, and that no one could see him higher than his ankles. I guess he had boots and some sort of electrical device. Suddenly, there was another woman with her and there were two bicycles. They were telling me that they were going to throw one of them away because it was broken. I asked what was wrong with it and started to look examine it. The seat was missing a couple bolts that had caused the whole seat mechanism (which was overly complicated) to fall apart. I told them it wasn’t necessary to get rid of it and I could help them fix it. The woman was very pleased and mentioned that she wished her son was like me.
Players: Me, Rob, woman next door, additional woman
Events: Thinking about collaborating with Rob, driving off, returning, seeing garden, meeting woman next door
Symbols: Gas gauge, school, bicycle, mini cooper, Rob, woman next door, garden
Thoughts: I had a conversation with Mel about the dash on the mini recently. I wished that I could have a healthy beautiful garden like the one in front of Bonnee’s. Interesting that I was having some remorse about the situation with Rob. The garden wasn’t at my mom’s, it was next door.
I was in a location like a park setting with a bunch of people hanging out. I was supposed to record a guitar track for some piece of music. We were outside and there were foldable chairs and such. I was trying to situate myself with a chair to make it most comfortable. Other musicians were there talking about music, etc. I was getting ready to record the part but then found myself walking along a route to get somewhere. There was a strange undercurrent to the dream that someone needed to fill a position to manage things and there just wasn’t that person available. I may have been walking because of that. It started that I flew to somewhere that seemed that it may have been New Jersey and I was going to visit Toby and Robert. I remember trying to find a bus stop. It was raining pretty heavily and I was really close to the bus stop when 3 different buses came up and left, which was a little annoying. I somehow managed to get to someone who helped me remember that I needed to take the bus to Jarvis. However, I found myself walking again because I didn’t want to call anyone to pick me up. I had to walk by some projects and there was a big gang fight going on. I was a little uneasy about this cos I was white, and everyone seemed to be dark skinned. I was also carrying a pretty heavy duffle bag, and carrying a large blue tarp what was wadded up in a big ball. I’m not sure why I was carrying it, but it was helping to conceal a fairly long kitchen knife that I was holding. I managed to get by the fight without bringing attention to myself. I got to a more populated area where the sidewalk went up into the buildings. I had to climb a lot of stairs. At one point, I did catch the attention of a youth who was heavily tattooed and apparently interested in what I was carrying. He followed me, so at some point, I made a very limber and accurate jump to show him that I may not be the person he wanted to mess with. Them, I subtly flashed the tip of the knife, and he ended up leaving. Still, there was always this feeling like there was a position that needed to be filled. Some person needed to be doing a job, and it was important.
Players: Me, tattooed guy
Events: Record guitar part, looking for bus in the rain, walking
Symbols: guitar, blue tarp, rain, knife, gang fight, bus
Thoughts: I was recording a guitar part for the Ho Hey song. When I was at the seat to record, it seemed that Doc Roberts from BSG was there. The position needing to be filled could have been BSG Agathon having to manage the Sagitterons. Walking and traveling in the rain and needing the bus felt familiar to me in some way. I had the knife and I was defensive.
