Backwards

Well, as much as the new puppy waking me up at 5:15 is annoying, I will say it definitely helps with remembering dreams.

In my first dream I was watching Greta (the mother of my daughter's ex-boyfriend) vacuum my house. The vacuum she was using was so full of static that it was causing sparks which started to ignite half way through vacuuming the bedroom. The carpet starting catching on fire in little spots here and there. She wasn't even flinching about it, so I grabbed a piece of cloth and started slapping the flames with it. The fire would go out in one spot, only to re-ignite in the area she had just vacuumed. I went behind her putting out each fire. (She also, was backing out of the bedroom... so we were both 'backing up'.) Then one fire starting traveling up her arm. I slapped it as well. She finally took notice and watched as I slapped her arm with the cloth. It wasn't working as well on her arm so I told her to go put her arm in some water.
That was the end of that dream.

The next dream was about a feast. I was inviting my daughter's ex and his whole family to a dinner at my house. (It was like the house we lived in when my son was a baby.) The meal would be held outside and had been cooked on a huge grill. I was grilling the meat and had told my friend Mitzie to work on the salad. The meat and the baked potatoes were ready and the guests were about to arrive. The whole house had cooking things all around as if I had been catering an event for a hundred people. I wasn't terribly worried about cleaning it up because we would be eating outside. I looked over and saw lettuce all over the place in the entry room. I told Mitzie that they would be here soon, and the salad came first... "why wasn't it ready?" She said she didn't realize that I had told her to make the salad. I was pretty pissed off at that, and had to rationalize with myself that we could eat backwards. We would have the meat first because it was hot and ready anyway... then the soup... then the salad.

In the last dream I was walking in a city. I think it was suppose to be New York. I was in a 'not very nice' section. I arrived at a tall townhouse that was mine. All the houses on the block were just like it. They were all gray cement, three stories high, close together, on a hill, with a yard in 'back' surrounded by a retaining wall. Before I noticed the back yard I thought that living in the city would mean that I didn't have a yard.
I was waiting for my mom to show up so I could show her my new home. She came and we walked around the outside. I realized that the yard in 'back', was really the front yard, but no one entered that way. Mine was the house on the far right of the block, so to get into my house, you just came in the side door straight from the side street. The yard was empty.

Interpretation...
In all three dreams things are "backwards"; that must mean something. That is the theme I see. Remember, three dreams in one night with a common theme is a serious message. It's important that I get this.
In the first dream, Greta was vacuuming backwards.
In the second dream, I had to serve dinner backwards.
In the third dream, the 'back yard' turned out to be the 'front yard'.

I'm going to start with something I've dreamed before: yards.
Back yards typically have meant things that are private to MY family that no one else sees. Front yards are public. Things about me or my family that everyone sees.
In dream number 3, the yard was empty; It was big and it had a retaining wall. At first I didn't even think I would have one. So is it empty cause I'm new there? Or is it empty because it's empty?

There should also be something significant about my daughter's ex's family. I haven't dreamed about them since they broke up early this year. Even then, I typically dreamed of the boyfriend, not his mom. I suppose it could be because yesterday we were talking about going to Costa Rice again, and that is where both of our families went on vacation together.
If I take their family as simply symbolic of Costa Rica, then does that mean that going could cause fires in the bedroom? Or that how I envision the trip is going to be turned around, "backwards" in some way? If that's the case, how does the NY town house play in to that?

Last night I put the possible vacation to Costa Rica as my facebook status. I woke up to seven comments on it. One of which was my husband saying, "Wow... how does a f-a-m-i-l-y discussion became a F-a-c-e-b-o-o-k status update, that quick? There has to be some sort of protocol to follow. ...you hear what I'm screaming? :)"
This could be how the "back yard" became the "front yard". (That could also account for the "fires" in the bedroom. I don't think he was very happy with me.)
Another one of the comments was my best friend saying, "Wait till next April and go to Costa Rica when Lance and I may be there." Perhaps this is the reversal of the trip. (of course, that's just wishful thinking on my part.)

Old Friends

For the past few nights I've had dreams of old friends.
A couple nights ago I dreamed that I was preaching to my friend Paul. He was giving me excuses about why he didn't like Christianity... "couldn't have 'fun'." etc. I was telling him of the "fun" I have. :-)
Last night's was about my friend Ryan. (There were other old friends involved, but mainly Ryan.) He had made a huge mess with all kinds of things: some metal, some food, and I was cleaning it up for him. His sister was standing near by and was disgusted with him, as were a few other friends, but I could see that he was sad, and I wanted to help. I think he was drunk... or at least "sloppy" acting.

Today I'm praying for my friends... old and new... I think we are at a place of change. It's time to "poop or get off the pot". I love my friends. I wish the best for them all!

Fabrics and Fires

Well, now that my husband is home I remembered another dream (cause he wakes up at 5:30).
It was a bit disturbing.
At first I was in a fabric store. A huge warehouse full of metal shelves holding all sorts of fabrics. Some were draping down, others just folded in their place.
I was going around seeing which ones I wanted swatches of to take home.
I wanted some pre-lined gray po de soie; (Like that exists), and whole bunch of other fancy fabric. I finally decided and was taking my friend Ramin through the store to get the swatches, but kept forgetting where the chosen fabrics were. I wondered why I didn't just take the swatches as I went around the first time.
Then I walked to another part of the building that was "my house". It wasn't anything like my house and I could still see that I was connected to the warehouse, but I was "home".
I went into the kitchen. The sink had a window over it that looked out at the front yard. (It reminded me of my front yard when I was 8.) As I stood there, I looked down into the sink and a glass had nearly imploded from a tiny piece of hot coal that was sitting inside of it. It was like a chemical reaction had caused the glass to fold in on itself. Then I glanced up at the yard and puddles of gas all over the yard were catching on fire. I yelled for my husband. I showed him and told him to get the hose and put them out. He ran outside as I watched from the window. The fires got bigger and bigger as I waited for him to get the hose. Then I woke up from his alarm.

Off the top of my head all I can say is "I don't want fires in my front yard." That speaks to bad things for all to see. It's encouraging that my husband was rushing to put them out, but who started them?
Are they linked to fabric in some way? My Feasts fashion show I'm working on? hmmm.

If the Shoe Fits

I had to wake up to pee around 2:00 and luckily I did recall that I had a dream about buying shiny silver shoes with my husband. They looked like metal, but felt like leather. He pointed out some that had a long front and black heels. I told him those weren't "me", and proceeded to look through 4-5 other pair... all the same color story. I ended on a pair that had a small silver toe part with a little rectangle metal applique with a logo on it on the right side of the toe. They were very cute and modern.

I had another shopping dream with my mom... but I can't remember that one.

New Puppy

So sorry no posts lately...
I have a new puppy... he likes to wake up EARLY. With the puppy's need to pee on my brain I keep forgetting what my dreams were.
I know I'm having them. I know the first three nights of having the puppy they were all "puppy dreams". Now I seem to be back to "normal", but I couldn't tell you what any of them have been about. It's so weird to me to not be able to retain anything, but "this too shall pass". Until then... happy dreaming to everyone else out there. :-)

Pet Duck

An odd dream I must say...

I had a large fish tank. It had fish and a few frogs in it.
I watched as a small frog ate some fish. Then a larger frog ate the smaller frog... all in one gulp. Then out of no where a small off white duck (not fuzzy, but not full grown)came from the corner and gulped up the large frog.
I scooped the duck out of the tank and into my arms. I carried him around and called him "Toodles"
He was my new pet. I carried all over the place. Then I took him to a park. The park was on a hill and had a concrete drainage ditch running down the side. There was a structure to the right, the drainage ditch all along the hill, and to the left, open grass with some trees. Straight ahead was the bulk of the park to the right and left... with a stream and everything. I had in mind to let Toodles swim in the stream.
We walked down the hill to the right of the drainage ditch, then at the bottom, where the stream started, I let Toodles go.
Almost immediately he got pulled by a current over to a storm drain where the ditch went under a ledge and the stream started on the other side. I panicked. I ran and knelt down and put my hands under the ledge trying to free him from the drain.
Then I woke up.

ummm yeah... I have no clue.

Three Sizes of Horses, and a Noah's Ark Cartoon

Well, I'm happy to say that last night's dream was much more pleasant than the night before.

The dream took place at our old house at VAFB (where I lived when I was 16-17), but the front yard was where the driveway was, like our house had been rotated to the right 90 degrees.
I was out "front" with my mom at a mirror that was in front of the bathroom window. We were doing our makeup outside. Nanny (Mom's mom) was there as well, inside cooking or something. I was putting on eyeliner when she came out to talk to us. Mom and her went back inside and I turned and faced the upright piano we owned (now at my sister's house), also in the front yard.
A huge tank (or ship) of some sort came gliding into our yard and stopped right at the piano, making a small dent in the left edge of the piano. I jolted around, very upset, to see what had hit the piano. When I recognized the man standing with the ship, I eased up and began to talk to him. He was an elderly man that I knew (in my dream) and I soon found out he was bringing things over for a Bible study for kids. Almost as soon as I realized what was going on I saw many more people, and the rest of what the man was bringing. The first thing was a giant horse. At first I thought it was an elephant, but looking up at the face I saw it was a horse. Someone was riding it too. Then I saw a normal sized horse and it had a rider as well. Then there was a very small miniature pony that I told a little girl (maybe 4 yrs. old) that she could ride it. My dad came out and he and the elderly man were putting a video of a cartoon Noah's Ark story on a screen. I was watching the video with all the kids scattered around the yard and with all these crazy props around the yard too.

That was it.

A logical thought is that because I'm helping out in Children's church today, I was simply dreaming about that. That really only covers the video part of the dream though.
I don't quite feel like thinking much about it at the present, so I'm going to go have my Fourth of July!
Happy Independence Day Everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!