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Everyone wonders about their dreams, what do they mean. Why would I dream some thing
like that? Well I do not claim to have a great understanding about dreams but I do keep a dream diary.
I thought I would post some of my dreams here, and let you decide what they might or might not mean.
Some I think are just my mind rambling in its rest, others seem to be telling me something. Ever wonder
about that Deja vu? Well I have experienced it like I am sure everyone else has. By keeping a dream
diary I have found those feelings like I have done this or been there before were my dreams. I believe
that in my sleep my subconscious mind was working over time and tried to tell my conscious mind that
this or that was going to happen. Well any how read on and you shall see what I mean. Maybe you will
decide to start a dream diary of your own. If you do I suggest that you keep it beside your bed {and
glasses too if you need em} as soon as you wake from a dream, write it down other wise the more time
that goes by the more detail you will forget. in a matter of minutes a dream that took your breath away
will be completely forgotten. My story Moon Dance is a fine example of a dream that took my breath away.
I dreamed that story for many years then I wrote it down. I took from it a turned it into a story with
a bit more detail. I hope I did my dream justice. Well dream on and enjoy them!
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" Dreamers of today are tomorrows only hope. Without a dream nothing can be reality" Poet
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This dream I had many years ago. It hit me like a ton of bricks when it finally happened to me.
At that time in my life I was a Christian, I would of NEVER thought the dream meant anything, let alone
what it turned out to be.
I was married at that time also and thought I would be with my husband
forever. Turns out the universe had other plans in mind for me. Damned glad too.
I had no
idea why at that time I was writing this dream down {I had yet to start a dream diary} but write it down
I did, and so here it is...
.June 2 1990
I just had a dream. I thought I would write it
down since Vickie is awake and I doubt she will be going back to sleep. I am sitting in a pickup truck
talking to a man with red hair, I have the feeling he is my husband. He isn't my husband, my husband
has long brown curly hair. This man has very short strawberry blond hair. He also wears glasses. My
husband doesn't wear glasses.
We are talking about witch craft and love, and soul mates. I
tell him I see my own soul in his eyes, he says he sees the same in mine. It is so strange, I see a
house beside us it is white. It looks kind of like the one Kenny is working on now. But it is not
that house. I feel like it should be mine. The man is trying to understand the concepts of witchcraft.
I am TELLING him about it! I don't know anything about that stuff! I wouldn't even WANT to know!
Well any how that is about the whole thing. I don't even know why I wrote it down.
You
see what happened was this...
About a month ago I met my current boyfriend. He is Christian
and I am Pagan. We were sitting in his pickup truck discussing the craft, and he has a white house!!
I did indeed tell him I see my own soul inside his eyes, he said he thinks he is falling in love with
me too.
I had that dream YEARS ago and I wrote it down in my Diary.
While talking to
him in his truck I had the feeling I had done this before and even told him that. He said "Yeah me too,
deja vu?" While cleaning up my books and papers I saw one of my old dairies. I thought Hmm why not
take a look at who I used to be? I picked it up and began reading, when I came to that passage I thought
"Oh my sweet Gods!"
Well I had to share that one with you. What do you think? I think I had
a premonition years before and it just came true. What triggered it? Well I think it might have been
the house my husband was working on at that time. It was an awful lot like my boyfriends home. Oh and
BTW...He has very short red hair and wears glasses too.
Interesting isn't it?
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This one is a bit trippy, just my brain running on cause it was bored?
I was with three
people, a man I do not know, even now his face is blurring away. Candy Grimm {whom I really do not like}and
another girl I haven't seen since I was in high school. I can't even remember her name.
Candy, the
guy and myself were standing under a huge oak tree. We were having a big discussion. {About what I don't
know, but I have the feeling it was something important.} The girl I knew in high school comes waddling
out of this huge cottage type house. She is in labor. We have to get her to the hospital and FAST! We
get to the hospital, and we rush her to the elevator, but then we can't find the floor we need to take
her to. We wind up in the basement of the hospital. We walk out of this enormous door and we are in some
kind of scrap yard!
Candy takes the girl to the car, and I wander around the scrap yard with this
guy talking about our lives and how we keep circling around in them just as we are circling around here
in this "hospital?" When we run into my mother and sister.
I ask my mom for help, and she directs
us to the right floor to take this girl, when Candy comes running up to us screaming that the baby is
coming right now! I rush over to the car and sure enough there is the baby's head crowning! Before I
can stop her Candy grabs the baby's head and pulls it out of its mother. Then she freaks out and almost
drops it. I grab the baby and clean out its air ways then stand there holding this new life in my hands,
wondering at magick and beauty of new life. I even note the fact that it is still attached to its mother,
and here I am holding a new sweet life. I cry with joy and wonder. Then I tell my mother good bye and
we take the mother and her new baby to the hospital ER {why did we not go there in the first place?}
and hand her over to the doctors.
That's it...Strange huh?
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