Once again my dream is eluding me, except that I remember it had something to do with chocolate pudding. And I'm not talking pudding cups or the easy to make Jell-o instant pudding, I'm talking the hardcore cooked pudding. The kind you gotta do in the microwave or on the stovetop and that you heat to a boil to thicken it. I friggin' LOVE that kind of pudding. And it's what you usually use in pies, for filling.
Anyway, I think I was trying to make a chocolate cream pie in my dream. lol. Sounds like a good plan!

 
I will be damned if I can remember. I could when I first woke up, but I was too dim to get to the computer and post about it.

I know one dream had involved me doing Reiki on a friend of mine.... (which I do in real life, but not for some time now).
Go read about it if you like.

Or go listen to "Some Things Come From Nothing" by Super Furry Animals

 
In the start of this dream I was playing with a litter of kittens. And as I was petting them and loving them I picked up a grey and white kitten and noticed it was very lethargic and unresponsive. It wasn't eating, and wasn't moving much at all. It just laid in my arms and looked kinda sad and pathetic. I decided that I would have to set it up with special care.

So I took it to this pet store, that I apparently worked at. I began setting up a little home for it there and preparing a bottle. After settling this kitten in I went over to another section in the store that sold odd pets, anything from reptiles and amphibians to spiders and insects. There was a large cabinet with glass enclosed compartments to keep each kind of pet. I began speaking with the woman in that department about finding a new pet.

She began talking about some options in the frog area, giving two examples that might interest me; a leopard frog or a "slider" frog. I said to her that I was confused, that the only "slider" I knew of, was the "red eared slider" which is a turtle, not a frog. (yes folks, I did actually work in a pet store once, in real life...I really do know a lot of useless crap about pets. lol) The woman tried to assure me that this type of frog was called a slider, but took my attention back to the leopard frog. Her strongest selling point on the leopard frog was that if I got tired of it I could let it go in the wild since it was native to the area (which is true). The weird part about buying these frogs in that you bought them in an egg form, in the jelly glob they are laid in.

I said I would think about it, and asked her what else she had. She said she had some very special beetles and offered to show me a scarab beetle. I was very excited and agreed to hold the beetle (yes ladies and gentlemen, I'm that rare kind of woman who isn't afraid to hold bugs and spiders. lol). So she reached into one of the glass compartments and brought out the beetle. It was much smaller than I expected and when she placed it in my hand, the damn thing was much faster than I expected too. Before I knew it the darn thing had run across the palm of my hand and took a death-defying leap off my hand, and crunched onto the floor. It laid there in a few broken pieces with it's legs still moving. I felt pretty bad and a little grossed out that it was still alive and wiggling.
I woke up.

 
Can someone, first of all, explain to me why the last two nights have resulted in some of the worst night's sleep ever?? Coz it's really starting to get annoying. I know I'm having nightmares again because I keep waking up in a pool of sweat. So why can I not remember most of them?

Anyway, last night I was travelling somewhere and I was visiting a landmark; it was a wall, but I couldn't seem to decide if it was the Great Wall of China, or the Western Wall (in Israel). I was walking around and touching it, and beholding it. One part that I touched crumbled and I freaked and walked away quickly before anyone noticed.
As I walked up and down I noticed there were all different races of people doing various forms of art on it. Some were painting, some were carving, and one East Indian gentleman was doing sand art on it (how he managed to pour sand in a pattern on a wall, a 90 degree angle, is a mystery to me, but this IS a dream afterall). It seemed to be some kind of wall displaying the cooperation of different races of people in the world. Maybe it was to symbolize peace or something. I don't know, but it was pretty damn cool.

Then I met up with my friend, whom I was travelling with and we got bickering back and forth as we walked around (talk about a killjoy for the trip). I woke up shortly thereafter.

Oh, and props to my new link: Wild Silver

 
I have two recurring dreams that have either spawned my two greatest fears, or I have the dreams BECAUSE they are my greatest fears. I can't tell which was first anymore....the ole "chicken or the egg" scenario.

One has to do with bridges. In this case I think that the dream had a great deal to do with me developing a fear of bridges (that and my fear of heights). In the dream there were these long rope bridges all over the place, crossing over each other at different heights across this vast misty area. I could not see where the bridges ended as they stretched off into the mist, and I couldn't see much above or below me except mist and bridges. I was standing at one end of the bridge, and my father was on the other. I was scared to cross the bridge as rope bridges have a way of being very wobbly and unstable. My father was at the end of the bridge getting very impatient and yelling at me to just cross the damn bridge already. The longer it took me to try and work up the nerve the angrier he got and the more he yelled. This of course scared me more and made me cry. Eventually I woke up, but it has stuck with me since....and I was very young when I had that dream.

Tornadoes are far more recurring for me, and I get one of thse dreams about once a month. The scariest ones are when I am up in a tall tall buisness building and I can see the tornado coming towards us, and as it approaches the building sways violently from side to side and eventually tips over with me making a futile attempt to hold onto something as it comes crashing down on it's side.
These dreams started for me after I saw a tornado when I was thirteen years old while travelling through Edmonton. I actually only saw the early development of the funnel cloud, but I knew by instinct that it was a terrible threat and I was frozen with fear. I finally snapped out of it when my grandmother yelled at me to get inside (we had stoppped at a restaurant/motel to eat). I never got over the fact that we were supposed to stay in Edmonton that night, but because I whined like the kid I was, we stopped on our way into Edmonton to get something to eat before driving on.

What's your recurring nightmare?

 
I had this dream I was strolling into a sports goods store to browse around a little. The sales woman at the front was trying to sell some poor sap this crazy assed backpack that was made of mostly foam and yellow fake fur. As in, there was a rectangular block of foam making up most of the knapsack making me wonder just where the hell you would actually store anything; it seemed to be there either to keep the shape of the bag perfectly squared up, or to offer cushion against the back of the wearer. I had no idea, I was too dizzied by the yellow to listen to her. She kept telling the guy, that this is "all the rage" now, that people aren't just looking for a bag to carry things, they want the bag to keep them warm as well. To keep them warm??? WHAT??
I just shook my head and kept walking.

I walked into a few aisles of camping goods and was simply *stunned* by the equipment you could buy. I kept thinking, who the hell would take this stuff camping with them?? I mean actually waste space in their packing for a cooked egg holder!?!? (it holds four, afterall!) There were all kinds of toasters that ran on alternative power, FULL untensil racks (coz you'll need to stay organized while out in the woods!) and kettles and rice cookers and all kinds of friggin' useless (in camping terms) appliances. They all had this same burgundy and blue trim (the blue was about the same shade of blue as the title bar at the top of this page), and were exactly like real appliances, only a mini version thereof.
I finally concluded (mostly for the sake of my sanity, because the concept seemed so absurd) that it must be for people in campers/trailers, not folks using a tent to go camping.
coz come ON!

LOL!

 
I can only apologize for my inability to retain my dreams upon awakening these days.
Last night I had *just* fallen asleep when I had a dream about another dog lunging at me and biting me, that made me do that quick jerk in my sleep that woke me right the hell up. It was pretty funny.

Beyond that I can't recall what I dreamt. I remember waking up and thinking....well that was a boring dream....but that's it.
Sorry gang. Once again I suggest that if you are bored you go to my main blog and check it out; there's plenty more to read there: I Dream, Therefore I Am.