*** Dreamt June 20-21, 2011 ***
I had just arrived at my first area of my 2nd mission. This time I was serving in Japan. I was feeling kind of stressed, though, because since I'd been on a mission before, I didn't go to the MTC again, so I had no language training AT ALL. I met my first companion who was Elder Hiller (the same name as my first companion in the Philippines), but he looked EXACTLY like my roommate/slumlord from BkE, Thad. I told him about the language problem, and he seemed kind of surprised that I didn't even know the Japanese alphabet, so he said he'd help me. I was very excited to learn German (Yes, the language suddenly changed mid-dream) because I know several people who speak German, but as time went on, he kept putting it off and never did help me learn it.
Then I woke up.
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Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Tickets to The Nutcracker
*** Dreamt March 28-29, 2011 ***
My family had tickets to see The Nutcracker. As we were entering the theatre my older brother informed me that a ticket had also been purchased for a girl I know whom I really dislike. I was ANGRY. I started fuming inside and couldn't even speak. I just glared at my brother.
When we got up to our seats I found that my seat wasn't even with the rest of my family! I was even more mad. WHY would they put them in another section than them?? I took my seat and the ballet began.
The production had scarcely begun when the entire section of seats I was in started mechanically separating the seats from one another and sliding around. I hardly had time to react before I found my seat (along with several others) had been moved onto the stage and the dancers were performing around us. I was delighted! I had forgotten about that part of the ballet and I realized that my mom probably gave me that seat because it was the best in the house. I couldn't help but grin, despite feeling some waning level of anger from before.
Then I woke up.
*** ***
What's the deal?!? What is my subconscious working through?? MANY aspects of this dream are identical to those in my "Tickets to Criminal Minds" dream from earlier this month. I'm baffled at what it may symbolize, though. My family and I being separated at an event, finding out (in great anger) than someone I dislike is with my family instead of me, then finding out that where I am is better (or becomes better) than being with my family are 3 blatantly recurring elements in these dreams. I don't FEEL any separation anxiety from my family...I haven't lived at home for years. There's no one new in my family that I dislike. ...I don't know.
I welcome interpretationss!
My family had tickets to see The Nutcracker. As we were entering the theatre my older brother informed me that a ticket had also been purchased for a girl I know whom I really dislike. I was ANGRY. I started fuming inside and couldn't even speak. I just glared at my brother.
When we got up to our seats I found that my seat wasn't even with the rest of my family! I was even more mad. WHY would they put them in another section than them?? I took my seat and the ballet began.
The production had scarcely begun when the entire section of seats I was in started mechanically separating the seats from one another and sliding around. I hardly had time to react before I found my seat (along with several others) had been moved onto the stage and the dancers were performing around us. I was delighted! I had forgotten about that part of the ballet and I realized that my mom probably gave me that seat because it was the best in the house. I couldn't help but grin, despite feeling some waning level of anger from before.
Then I woke up.
*** ***
What's the deal?!? What is my subconscious working through?? MANY aspects of this dream are identical to those in my "Tickets to Criminal Minds" dream from earlier this month. I'm baffled at what it may symbolize, though. My family and I being separated at an event, finding out (in great anger) than someone I dislike is with my family instead of me, then finding out that where I am is better (or becomes better) than being with my family are 3 blatantly recurring elements in these dreams. I don't FEEL any separation anxiety from my family...I haven't lived at home for years. There's no one new in my family that I dislike. ...I don't know.
I welcome interpretationss!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Tickets to Criminal Minds
Due to popular demand (one person told me to update my blog), the dream blogging is back!!
*** Dreamt March 6-7, 2011 ***
I was at my old high school to see some theater production. My family was also all there. I decided I'd better buy my ticket so I fought through some crowds and bought a ticket to whatever the show was.
I then went over to my family and they were acting quite put off that I'd decided to buy my own ticket instead of using the ticket they'd bought for me and sitting with them. But I didn't KNOW they'd bought me a ticket, so I was irked at them for not having told me. We all went in and found our respective seats. Mine was in the very back of the theater in the balcony. I looked down and could see my family was on the main floor MUCH closer to the stage than I was. As I looked, they all turned around and saw me and waved, and I noticed that a girl I know whom I really dislike was sitting with them, presumably using the ticket that had been meant for me. I was VERY annoyed.
Somehow something happened, though, that upgraded my ticket so suddenly I was being moved to the front row of the theater. I couldn't complain.
Then everything changed.
I was a member of the FBI Behavior Analysis Unit from the TV show "Criminal Minds". Agents Morgan, Prentiss, Reid, and I were in the Johansen home (the home of one of my childhood friends). We were discussing a case and Dr. Reid spouted off some random fact and then left the room. The 3 of us still in the room laughed and started commenting on how amazing it was that Dr. Reid knows so much stuff. Then he came back in the room, feelings obviously hurt, and said something to the effect of, "I'm just in the next room; I can hear you making fun of me." He then went back to the other room, leaving the 3 of us in stunned silence.
I followed him and tried to explain, "Spence, you know the only reason we say stuff like that is because you're our favorite!" He didn't seem to buy it. I thought a moment, then tried again, "Okay, you AND J.J. are our favorites!". For some reason that convinced him I was telling the truth, so he smiled and shrugged and all was well.
Then I woke up.
*** ***
*** Dreamt March 6-7, 2011 ***
I was at my old high school to see some theater production. My family was also all there. I decided I'd better buy my ticket so I fought through some crowds and bought a ticket to whatever the show was.
I then went over to my family and they were acting quite put off that I'd decided to buy my own ticket instead of using the ticket they'd bought for me and sitting with them. But I didn't KNOW they'd bought me a ticket, so I was irked at them for not having told me. We all went in and found our respective seats. Mine was in the very back of the theater in the balcony. I looked down and could see my family was on the main floor MUCH closer to the stage than I was. As I looked, they all turned around and saw me and waved, and I noticed that a girl I know whom I really dislike was sitting with them, presumably using the ticket that had been meant for me. I was VERY annoyed.
Somehow something happened, though, that upgraded my ticket so suddenly I was being moved to the front row of the theater. I couldn't complain.
Then everything changed.
I was a member of the FBI Behavior Analysis Unit from the TV show "Criminal Minds". Agents Morgan, Prentiss, Reid, and I were in the Johansen home (the home of one of my childhood friends). We were discussing a case and Dr. Reid spouted off some random fact and then left the room. The 3 of us still in the room laughed and started commenting on how amazing it was that Dr. Reid knows so much stuff. Then he came back in the room, feelings obviously hurt, and said something to the effect of, "I'm just in the next room; I can hear you making fun of me." He then went back to the other room, leaving the 3 of us in stunned silence.
I followed him and tried to explain, "Spence, you know the only reason we say stuff like that is because you're our favorite!" He didn't seem to buy it. I thought a moment, then tried again, "Okay, you AND J.J. are our favorites!". For some reason that convinced him I was telling the truth, so he smiled and shrugged and all was well.
Then I woke up.
*** ***
Monday, November 8, 2010
Be the Ghandi!
*** Dreamt Nov 7-8, 2010 ***
I was at a fancy beachhouse/resort with a lot of other people, and people kept getting killed. We were all quite disturbed by the number of people in our party who were getting killed or maimed, but none of us could figure out who was doing it.
We - as scary movies will teach you is the proper response to a series of killings - decided to split up into small groups to try to catch the murder. Part of the problem was that the resort place we were at was really difficult to get from Point A to Point B, even if you could easily SEE Point B from Point A. There were lots of big windows and locked glass doors, so we'd see a location and decide to go there, but to get there we'd have to do lots of backtracking and go sortof "the long way" if we wanted to make it there.
That's when I saw them! A pair of blue, furry, humanoid creatures (not entirely unlike Sully from Monsters Inc.). I knew that they were responsible for the murders and they had to be caught, but I couldn't get to them! I'd see them through a window or a locked glass door, but by the time I'd get there they'd have moved to somewhere else that I could still see them, but was entirely inaccessable from my current location.
As I and the couple of people with me chased them we continued to find a trail of carnage they'd left. The most frustrating thing was that it seemed like the injured or dead people we'd find had been attacked just SECONDS before we got there...we couldn't figure out how they were avoiding us. Finally, we were pretty sure they'd gone into one particular room, so one of the people in my group reach for the door, and when he opened it we found another person there who'd just BARELY been stabbed, but there was no sign of the blue creatures and nowhere they could have gone. Suddenly something I'd seen moments before but hadn't really NOTICED caught my attention, I decided to rewind to just before we'd entered the room (I didn't realize I was dreaming but definitely made a decision to rewind...it was like I was watching a movie). After rewinding I watched extremely closely as the guy with me opened the door and I saw that without knowing it, he had stuck a knife through the space between the door & frame right as he was opening the door. He had unknowingly been the one to stab the person in the room RIGHT before we went in.
Suddenly it all made sense to me. The blue creatures were making us see things that weren't real & do things that we didn't know we were doing. I gathered everyone together and told them what was happening. We all agreed that we wouldn't attack each other and that even if it LOOKED like someone was going to attack you, to just ignore it, because it was the creatures making us hallucinate things. We adopted the motto, "Be the Ghandi", meaning to be passive even if you were going to be attacked. We said our little motto several times to ensure everybody remembered it, and when people started to doubt we'd remind them to be the Ghandi, and they'd immediately calm down.
I seem to have a vague memory of seeing (or maybe just imagining) the creatures looking very disappointed that we were no longer playing their little game.
Then I woke up.
*** ***
I was at a fancy beachhouse/resort with a lot of other people, and people kept getting killed. We were all quite disturbed by the number of people in our party who were getting killed or maimed, but none of us could figure out who was doing it.
We - as scary movies will teach you is the proper response to a series of killings - decided to split up into small groups to try to catch the murder. Part of the problem was that the resort place we were at was really difficult to get from Point A to Point B, even if you could easily SEE Point B from Point A. There were lots of big windows and locked glass doors, so we'd see a location and decide to go there, but to get there we'd have to do lots of backtracking and go sortof "the long way" if we wanted to make it there.
That's when I saw them! A pair of blue, furry, humanoid creatures (not entirely unlike Sully from Monsters Inc.). I knew that they were responsible for the murders and they had to be caught, but I couldn't get to them! I'd see them through a window or a locked glass door, but by the time I'd get there they'd have moved to somewhere else that I could still see them, but was entirely inaccessable from my current location.
As I and the couple of people with me chased them we continued to find a trail of carnage they'd left. The most frustrating thing was that it seemed like the injured or dead people we'd find had been attacked just SECONDS before we got there...we couldn't figure out how they were avoiding us. Finally, we were pretty sure they'd gone into one particular room, so one of the people in my group reach for the door, and when he opened it we found another person there who'd just BARELY been stabbed, but there was no sign of the blue creatures and nowhere they could have gone. Suddenly something I'd seen moments before but hadn't really NOTICED caught my attention, I decided to rewind to just before we'd entered the room (I didn't realize I was dreaming but definitely made a decision to rewind...it was like I was watching a movie). After rewinding I watched extremely closely as the guy with me opened the door and I saw that without knowing it, he had stuck a knife through the space between the door & frame right as he was opening the door. He had unknowingly been the one to stab the person in the room RIGHT before we went in.
Suddenly it all made sense to me. The blue creatures were making us see things that weren't real & do things that we didn't know we were doing. I gathered everyone together and told them what was happening. We all agreed that we wouldn't attack each other and that even if it LOOKED like someone was going to attack you, to just ignore it, because it was the creatures making us hallucinate things. We adopted the motto, "Be the Ghandi", meaning to be passive even if you were going to be attacked. We said our little motto several times to ensure everybody remembered it, and when people started to doubt we'd remind them to be the Ghandi, and they'd immediately calm down.
I seem to have a vague memory of seeing (or maybe just imagining) the creatures looking very disappointed that we were no longer playing their little game.
Then I woke up.
*** ***
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
World of Warcraft Trunk
*** Dreamt Nov 1-2, 2010 ***
I was at the childhood home of my friend Core-Y, and when I looked East up the road I saw a small blue pick-up truck heading in our direction.
When it got closer I saw that the truck was completely decorated with "World of Warcraft" paraphanelia. This included a banner on the side of the truck, streamers, and boxes of the Collector's Editions of the various expansion packs that have come out for the game.
At about this point I realized that the truck wasn't "driving" at all...it was sort of jumping down the road. Not understanding how this was possible I bend down so I could see under the truck, and there was my brother Nick, dressed from head to toe like a Dwarf, carrying the World of Warcraft truck on his back, jumping down the road.
I hollared to him, "Nick! What are you doing?!" As a reply I heard a sort of crazy laugh come from under the truck and he continued jumping down the road.
As I turned away I said, "Man, he must REALLY want to play that game."
Then I woke up.
*** ***
I was at the childhood home of my friend Core-Y, and when I looked East up the road I saw a small blue pick-up truck heading in our direction.
When it got closer I saw that the truck was completely decorated with "World of Warcraft" paraphanelia. This included a banner on the side of the truck, streamers, and boxes of the Collector's Editions of the various expansion packs that have come out for the game.
At about this point I realized that the truck wasn't "driving" at all...it was sort of jumping down the road. Not understanding how this was possible I bend down so I could see under the truck, and there was my brother Nick, dressed from head to toe like a Dwarf, carrying the World of Warcraft truck on his back, jumping down the road.
I hollared to him, "Nick! What are you doing?!" As a reply I heard a sort of crazy laugh come from under the truck and he continued jumping down the road.
As I turned away I said, "Man, he must REALLY want to play that game."
Then I woke up.
*** ***
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Biking & The Spa
*** Dreamt Sept 11-12, 2010 ***
I was at some sort of Spa where everybody was SUPER snotty. It was one of these super-ritzy all-inclusive places where you'd stay for an extended period of times (at least days) and in addition to massages & mud baths & those type of spa-activities, they made you exercise and they managed your meals and stuff.
A big group of people and I were going to a lower level to sit in a sauna or something, and the people up ahead of me were saying super obnoxious, irritating stuff (I don't remember what they were saying specifically, I just remember being super bugged). So I decided I needed to get out of there and get a pizza.
The next thing I knew I was on my bicycle, riding in the neighborhoods surrounding the Clearfield Amphitheatre. I knew I didn't have much time before they noticed I was missing at the spa so I was trying to hurry back. I came around a big curvy hill and there was another guy on a very small bicycle. As I went to pass him he somehow hooked his arm around my front tire and WOULD NOT let me pass. I was sortof trying to kick him off, when he finally let go and turned into a driveway at his house.
I stopped for a minute and looked back, and then thought, "whatever, he's not worth getting into something with." So I started to pedal away when he shouted something to the effect of, "What, aren't you man enough to face me?" I stopped again and looked back, shocked. He wasn't looking at me, but I knew he was talking to me. He was raveling up a hose in his yard and kept goading me with more remarks like that. I noticed that he had two good-sized dogs in his yard, and I was pretty sure that's what'd given him the courage to shout at me. I didn't know what to do...I was torn between just leaving and going over there to yell back, but face the potentially dangerous dogs.
About then I woke up.
*** ***
I was at some sort of Spa where everybody was SUPER snotty. It was one of these super-ritzy all-inclusive places where you'd stay for an extended period of times (at least days) and in addition to massages & mud baths & those type of spa-activities, they made you exercise and they managed your meals and stuff.
A big group of people and I were going to a lower level to sit in a sauna or something, and the people up ahead of me were saying super obnoxious, irritating stuff (I don't remember what they were saying specifically, I just remember being super bugged). So I decided I needed to get out of there and get a pizza.
The next thing I knew I was on my bicycle, riding in the neighborhoods surrounding the Clearfield Amphitheatre. I knew I didn't have much time before they noticed I was missing at the spa so I was trying to hurry back. I came around a big curvy hill and there was another guy on a very small bicycle. As I went to pass him he somehow hooked his arm around my front tire and WOULD NOT let me pass. I was sortof trying to kick him off, when he finally let go and turned into a driveway at his house.
I stopped for a minute and looked back, and then thought, "whatever, he's not worth getting into something with." So I started to pedal away when he shouted something to the effect of, "What, aren't you man enough to face me?" I stopped again and looked back, shocked. He wasn't looking at me, but I knew he was talking to me. He was raveling up a hose in his yard and kept goading me with more remarks like that. I noticed that he had two good-sized dogs in his yard, and I was pretty sure that's what'd given him the courage to shout at me. I didn't know what to do...I was torn between just leaving and going over there to yell back, but face the potentially dangerous dogs.
About then I woke up.
*** ***
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Baseball & The Bride
*** Dreamt Sept 7-8, 2010 ***
I was playing baseball in some sort of an organized league. Not as organized as a city league...more like an inter-office league or something like that. I noticed that although we had a full team of 9 players, our opponents only had 4 - a pitcher, 2 basemen, and an outfielder. I figured they just couldn't get enough people together, so this should be an easy win.
I went to bat, but instead of using a traditional bat, I was using a huge (at least 6 or 8 feet long) tree branch that had lots of small twigs and branches coming off of it. I found it was surprising easy to swing considering its size, but I still missed the first couple of pitches. On the 3rd pitch I hit a grounder and ran to first base.
When I got to 1st, I found there were 2 privacy screens setup, creating a "V" right next to the base. The way the "V" was angled, though, it provided privacy from the other bases and outfield, but you could easily see into it from 1st. Standing there in the shade of the privacy screens was a girl I didn't recognize dressed in a bridal gown. I think she'd just had her picture taken, or was getting ready to have it taken.
I'm quite certain that she was somehow part of the game...I think she may have been on my team and had already gone to bat before me.
About then I woke up.
*** ***
I told this dream to my friend at work who had a degree in Psychology. His initial interpretation was "If you ever wanna make it to 1st base, you've gotta get married!"
This interpretation made me laugh out loud, but I pointed out to him that "first base" is just kissing, and I've - shockingly enough - done that before.
He replied, "Oh yeah..." and began a dream interpretation research mission. His research into dream interpretation yielded the following elements:
1 - Being at a baseball game represents contentment and peace of mind.
2 - PLAYING in a baseball game represents the desire to set and achieve goals and can mean that the dreamer feels a need to stop goofing around and focus on goals.
3 - A tree branch represents growth, new life, or relationships.
4 - Shades signify something secret or hidden.
5 - The presence of a bride often signifies purity, but can also (more obviously) signify a partnership or spouse.
My co-worker's final interpretation: I'm pretty satisfied with my life as is, but I need to stop "playing the game" and get married, but I don't know who I need to marry.
I was playing baseball in some sort of an organized league. Not as organized as a city league...more like an inter-office league or something like that. I noticed that although we had a full team of 9 players, our opponents only had 4 - a pitcher, 2 basemen, and an outfielder. I figured they just couldn't get enough people together, so this should be an easy win.
I went to bat, but instead of using a traditional bat, I was using a huge (at least 6 or 8 feet long) tree branch that had lots of small twigs and branches coming off of it. I found it was surprising easy to swing considering its size, but I still missed the first couple of pitches. On the 3rd pitch I hit a grounder and ran to first base.
When I got to 1st, I found there were 2 privacy screens setup, creating a "V" right next to the base. The way the "V" was angled, though, it provided privacy from the other bases and outfield, but you could easily see into it from 1st. Standing there in the shade of the privacy screens was a girl I didn't recognize dressed in a bridal gown. I think she'd just had her picture taken, or was getting ready to have it taken.
I'm quite certain that she was somehow part of the game...I think she may have been on my team and had already gone to bat before me.
About then I woke up.
*** ***
I told this dream to my friend at work who had a degree in Psychology. His initial interpretation was "If you ever wanna make it to 1st base, you've gotta get married!"
This interpretation made me laugh out loud, but I pointed out to him that "first base" is just kissing, and I've - shockingly enough - done that before.
He replied, "Oh yeah..." and began a dream interpretation research mission. His research into dream interpretation yielded the following elements:
1 - Being at a baseball game represents contentment and peace of mind.
2 - PLAYING in a baseball game represents the desire to set and achieve goals and can mean that the dreamer feels a need to stop goofing around and focus on goals.
3 - A tree branch represents growth, new life, or relationships.
4 - Shades signify something secret or hidden.
5 - The presence of a bride often signifies purity, but can also (more obviously) signify a partnership or spouse.
My co-worker's final interpretation: I'm pretty satisfied with my life as is, but I need to stop "playing the game" and get married, but I don't know who I need to marry.
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