I've had memorable dreams all my life; two stabd out.
One was where I met my late boss in a library, somewhere in the after-life, and he told me some important things.
The other was; I was in my Blackpool home, and my (deceased) grandparents came to visit, accompanied by lots of other people I knew to be dead.
I said to them; 'Whats it like?' and they said 'Oh, its just another place'
Then they began to leave, and I wanted them to stay, to meet my daughter. but they said 'we saw her on the way in. She was sitting on the garden wall with a little radio' and they left.
I woke up crying. My daughter came in to my room, and I said to her 'did you dream anything last night?' and she said 'nothing much; I was just sitting on the garden wall with my walkman, and a load of old people came by, said hello to me and went into the house to see you'
my most memorables are nightmares as well. :( there are so many i'm not sure i could narrow it down just to one memorable one. so i'll just leave it at that. ugh.
I don't remember it, Linda had to tell me about it... but apparently there was this giant anaconda in my bed the first night I slept with my current wife. Lucky for her I woke her, forced her back into a corner and fought the thing off before rearranging my comfiness and going back to sleep... while she cowered in the corner wondering what the hell had just happened.
My last memorable one (and the kind that rings true, if you know what I mean) was two years ago next month, a Saturday morning before Faire.
I dreamed I had the garb I do now, which I didn't have back then, and I was playing music that then I didn't know how to play (but do now). The thing that struck me most in the dream was that my hair was steadily growing out as it went along, which it finally has. In fact, it was in stages that it has only been in just this year. And I remember playing a song, and I knew I didn't know it, but I could still play it. And I knew that if I didn't let the 'future' me just have the control, I would screw up the song. So I relaxed and let go, and it came out better than anything I had been playing in life up to that point.
I woke up just as the dream got really good. It was one of those mornings where I just wanted to roll back over and go back to the dream, but it wouldn't have mattered because there was no way back. It left me with a positive feeling for the rest of the day, though.
Here's the freaky part, though. This year, I've manifested the appearance and skills I had in that dream - by providence, not design. So... yeah. This might get interesting. I rather feel like I'm standing in line to get on a roller coaster.
Not going directly into it, but for regular dreams/nightmares, I've dreamt, twice so far (Three times technically, but I only really remember two of them) actually dying in my dream. First time by falling off a building, and I remember the impact and what followed, and the second time by drowning in a car in the river.
For good, sometimes I remember being able to fly in my dream, and it's so real that when I wake up, for just a few minutes I almost believe it wasn't just a dream.
I had a dream that my grandparents (they have both passed) picked me up to take me to their house. My grandpa loaded a little bag that I always used when I was a little girl into the trunk of his car, and my grandma said "Come on honey! Let's go!" It was just like when I was little, but I was an adult in the dream. In the dream I was looking out of the back window at Mister waving good-bye to me. It was a very happy dream! :)
It's not true what they say about dying in your dreams, by the way. I've died at least three times and I'm still here. I got shot by someone with a MAC-10 on full auto and bled out cold, I fell off a cliff and got broken and bloodied at the rocks and I think I got shot with either a shot gun or rifle through the chest wherein I tasted the blood forced out of my mouth before collapsing over a pile of rope and wedging my body between a barrel and a shack. No big deal.
The oldest dream I can remember is a recurring nightmare about a bogey-woman named Maria who used to live under the steps when I was around 3 or 4.
The most palpable, or real (for lack of a better term) dream I had happened before Nan and I got together. I'll have to tell that one in private. It's kind of sacred to me.
It all came out okay ... it was a building on fire kind of thing, looking for survivors of some bombing and stuff, and I was really busy crawling and running ... it ended as well as it could, with the last people I found having a kind of a picnic in a demolished room. : ) Really!
recently, I've been dreaming of this fluffy orange cat. He usually isn't prominent in the dreams, but I've seen him sauntering around doing cat-things. Kinda weird. I don't usually have recurring characters in my dreams.
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Date: 2008-08-13 08:17 am (UTC)One was where I met my late boss in a library, somewhere in the after-life, and he told me some important things.
The other was; I was in my Blackpool home, and my (deceased) grandparents came to visit, accompanied by lots of other people I knew to be dead.
I said to them; 'Whats it like?' and they said 'Oh, its just another place'
Then they began to leave, and I wanted them to stay, to meet my daughter. but they said 'we saw her on the way in. She was sitting on the garden wall with a little radio' and they left.
I woke up crying. My daughter came in to my room, and I said to her 'did you dream anything last night?' and she said 'nothing much; I was just sitting on the garden wall with my walkman, and a load of old people came by, said hello to me and went into the house to see you'
I burst into tears again.
xxx
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Date: 2008-08-13 02:52 pm (UTC)I dreamed I had the garb I do now, which I didn't have back then, and I was playing music that then I didn't know how to play (but do now). The thing that struck me most in the dream was that my hair was steadily growing out as it went along, which it finally has. In fact, it was in stages that it has only been in just this year. And I remember playing a song, and I knew I didn't know it, but I could still play it. And I knew that if I didn't let the 'future' me just have the control, I would screw up the song. So I relaxed and let go, and it came out better than anything I had been playing in life up to that point.
I woke up just as the dream got really good. It was one of those mornings where I just wanted to roll back over and go back to the dream, but it wouldn't have mattered because there was no way back. It left me with a positive feeling for the rest of the day, though.
Here's the freaky part, though. This year, I've manifested the appearance and skills I had in that dream - by providence, not design. So... yeah. This might get interesting. I rather feel like I'm standing in line to get on a roller coaster.
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Date: 2008-08-13 03:31 pm (UTC)For good, sometimes I remember being able to fly in my dream, and it's so real that when I wake up, for just a few minutes I almost believe it wasn't just a dream.
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Date: 2008-08-13 04:11 pm (UTC)I had a dream that my grandparents (they have both passed) picked me up to take me to their house. My grandpa loaded a little bag that I always used when I was a little girl into the trunk of his car, and my grandma said "Come on honey! Let's go!" It was just like when I was little, but I was an adult in the dream. In the dream I was looking out of the back window at Mister waving good-bye to me. It was a very happy dream! :)
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Date: 2008-08-13 05:07 pm (UTC)Thoughts
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Date: 2008-08-13 05:22 pm (UTC)The oldest dream I can remember is a recurring nightmare about a bogey-woman named Maria who used to live under the steps when I was around 3 or 4.
The most palpable, or real (for lack of a better term) dream I had happened before Nan and I got together. I'll have to tell that one in private. It's kind of sacred to me.
I'll send it to your gmail account.
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