Dreams Galore

I’ve been having a lot of very graphic dreams. Graphic in the way of detail, not sexuality.

A lot of abandonment issue dreams. I had a dream where I was unpacking all my things at my dad’s house. Who lives in San Diego. In my dream San Diego wasn’t as far away from Kansas City as it is in reality, but it was still to far away for me and Justin to be together. In the dream I couldn’t figure out what went wrong only that I wouldn’t get to see Justin anymore. It disturbed me a lot and I couldn’t seem to figure out why I wouldn’t get to even talk to him. Very heartaching.

Another dream I had was that I was living in the house I grew up in, my grandmother’s house (I have many dreams that take place there) and my mom suddenly moved out, with out me. The entire dream was me trying to figure out where my mom was currently, where she had moved to, why she was leaving my step dad, and why did she leave me behind. A lot of looking through things for clues.

Two dreams in the last week of abandonment. I wonder why Im showing signs of feeling abandoned in my dreams, Im not really feeling or showing signs of feeling neglected while Im awake.

I’ve been having a lot of “end of the world” dreams again. One delt with a lot of water, which is something about feelings. The water started off as sprinklers and then turned into a canyon being filled by these sprinklers that I suddenly couldnt turn off. I was scared that the canyon would get full and over flow my perfect garden that had grown because of the sprinklers. This dream I know was about my emotions, when water is the primary thing in a dream its speaking about emotions. I think I might have been feeling actually content and in my dream that was the perfect garden that had grown because of careful watering through the sprinklers. Which means I’ve been content and well balanced, and Im not sure out of my dream what I’ve been doing to keep myself balanced emotionally since I still dont have health insurance to get my meds. I think that what ever the sprinklers represent might be a bit not working right since I was worried they would cause the canyon to over fill and flood my garden. I was worried that I might not be doing something right about my emotions and the way I am handling them and that it might cause me to become overwhelmed which might unbalance my moods. Yeah, I definetly knew what that dream ment.

Had another dream that I have no clue what it ment, but I only remember the end of it and I was dressed up in clothing from the Victorian era (big full skirts, white funny tall wigs) and I was in line to be introduced formally to this Lady. She was sitting at the top of some stairs feeding her two cats. When it was my turn I recognized one of the cats at Bear, a HUGE FAT bear, and I mau’d at him. Embarrassed that I had mau’d instead of followed proper procedure to the introduction, I apologized and said I loved cats. The Lady let me feed the cats and when I noticed what she was feeding Bear I was angry, it was chocolate. Little Hershy’s Chocolate Minatures. When she offered me to feed her cats she let the other girls as well all of whom ate their chocolate. Some how Bear got away and out the door and I offered to retrieve him for her. Some how I figured that if I could get my Bear to come to me I could prove he was my cat. So trying to crawl in this HUGE full skirt which made too much noise I tried to get Bear to come to me. I used his real name but the noise of the skirt and the offering of chocolate he wouldnt come near me. About this time Justin woke me with a cuddles and Bear got up on the bed full of purrs wanting kitten cuddles. (Kitten cuddles are those in which he wants to cuddle, be petted then at any random time he goes into Murder Death Kill mode; for explanation on Murder Death Kill mode please read previous entries ;p )

I have NO idea what that dream ment, other than some bad Lady stole my cat and made him fat by feeding him chocolate.

I wont go into my other two “End of the World” dreams, I think they were talking to me on a spiritual level and I’d like to think on them a bit more before I write about it.

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February 19, 2003

Hmmm, I have to wonder about the intensity of your dreams, as mine have been pretty intense as well. As for the poofy white wig thing, that was actually pre-Victorian era, during the late 1700s to early 1800s. *Grins* I had to do it, didn’t I? Hugs

RYN: Yeah, I don’t know what it is, but 19 just seems so different from 18 to me. It makes no sense at all! I should be more freaked out about 20.