Dream Sequences

I am in an undefined space. I am considering being in a group with a lot of letters. Someone is pursuing me but I am very good at eluding them. I can fight, but slipping away is a special skill. This sequence of events repeats itself several times as I slip in and out of the dream.

I am in a bar, celebrating after a sales meeting. I see someone I recognize but don't remember their name. We start to talk and I realize I need to be careful because he is from the other side.

I am watching a black man with one leg get in an argument with his wife. Another man in the bar starts to intervene. I contemplate getting between a man and his wife.

I am outside in he parking lot and a woman is acting erratic and saying she wants to walk home. It is a sketchy commercial area and I walk with her. There is someone suspiciously tracking her and she gets ahead of me. As I round the corner I see a bright blue scarf she was wearing on the ground. Some one she is staying with comes out and retrieves it from me.

Died in a Dream (Semi-lucid) (Group?)

I am in medical and have one class to finish. It is a trivial class but I am resisting and struggling to find its location. The class may be a drama class and I am not prepared. I am walking through large unfamiliar hallways and am lost. I contemplate not getting to class and just giving up. As I do I start to disintegrate. I am in a large group of people and am embarrassed as I fall apart. I am thinking, this is just a dream, I will be fine. I am about to shout it out, but decide why upset the others. I completely fall away in pieces to nothing. I wake startled but glad I was right and it was just a dream.

Shakori Hills, Michael Shamanic Drummer & Guide

Saturday evening, Shakori Hills, Michael Shamanic Drummer & Guide

I am laying on the platform in the healing arts area of Shakori Hills. I have visited Michaels sessions previously here. He quietly starts drumming while guiding us to allow our minds to drift. When we see a person or object, ask it...Are you my spirit guide? Do you have a gift for me? If we don't see anything, use our imagination to start a journey. I listen to the drum(s) as it increases in volume and closeness. I see nothing and use my imagination...

I am walking into the woods by the peace/cairns building area. I walk until the woods are thick and I see a cave draped in foliage, almost invisible. I enter an find myself completely surrounded by blackness. I feel safe and warm and very fit. I am naked and firmly standing connected to the earth. I see some light and there is a pool before me. I emerge myself. It is not water but amniotic fluid. I breathe it in and it fills me completely. It flows out of me from all my orifices and pores. There is a dark cloud of waste flowing out of me. As I keep taking in the fluid the outflow becomes clear. I am reclaimed.

I remember the instructions and think who, what do I ask? It is just me. I don't want to ask myself. I then realize there is the water. I speak to the water...are you my spirit guide? She answers yes. Beautiful complex patterns are formed rising out of the pool. I am amazed an imagine she has limitless gifts to offer. I ask, do you have a gift for me? She answers, I have already given you a gift, your are reclaimed.

Notes: Amazing

The Bear

 I am with a group of people scurrying around a large home or complex. We are being chased by a vicious bear. We have no way to protect our selves. I am desperately looking for a weapon or something that could be used as one. There is an older gentleman who may be the owner but is not being helpful. He way even be the cause of the problem. The bear may be killed (or in the next sequence).

(Awake back to sleep) I am still concerned about the bear, but it seems less urgent. I have located some defense, possibly a gun. I may kill the bear,

(Awake back to sleep) I am still with a group of people, still looking for something but it is not clear what it is. I awake mostly feeling curious about the events.

Notes: These took place over an hour or two.

2 Dreams

Theatrical Traffic Stop

I am sitting at a light at a wide intersection in the city. There is no traffic. I make a u-turn at a red light and as I do I realize I am circling a police car. I pull over and a young man comes up and sits on my door/window (convertible with window down?). He is very jovial. Soon his twin brother arrives and takes him away. As the female cop approaches she breaks into loud upbeat some, like a show tune.

Invitation from a Vampire

I am sitting at a bar next to a woman of a certain age elaborately dressed. She has an Eastern European accent and is talking about a very old house she lived in. She invites me to her room as I become aware she is a vampire. I contemplate immortality and pass.

Alien Tech Support (Needs Support)

 I am getting a call for support. The person calling wants help interpreting something. I do not have an immediate answer and ask them if they want me to look it up. They describe what they are looking at and I pull out a reference book and try and and look up the answer. I do not feel like I am getting an exact match, but feel it is close or at least related. I am looking at a page that has no words or symbols. Most of the page is a mossy textured green color. There is a small rectangle of gold at the bottom, It looks 3D like the page is fabric and metal. The tones are muted and rich.

I tell him, things are not always clear and sometimes all we can do is learn what we can from our current perspective.

Notes: I have had several dreams that are equally foreign or completely abstract. They can be very difficult to describe in words even though the images seem clear in the dream I woke up in awe and very hopeful.

These are the colors and texture of the page

Stabbed to death

I am with a friend. We are moving and tracking the movements of another man very closely. He is a threat. I try to hide from him or possibly others by guiding the open wire cart (grocery?) under a dark overpass. It is flooded and I am nearly covered in water.

My enemies approach  and see me clearly and come straight for me. I am now approaching the man. We are booth getting out our knife-like weapons  preparing to fight. I take a pair of scissors in one hand and a large knife in the other.

I get in the first blow and stab him in a hand pinning it to the ground. I follow up pinning the other hand and push him to the ground. There is some sort of electricity or force coming out of the wet ground against his face. I make a final blow and stab him brutally in the side of his head instantly killing him.

I wake shocked at the violence, brutality and skilled deadlines of my attack.