I dreamed that I woke in the night, and looked to the sky, there was a great white pulse of light that appeared and then stayed fixed in the night sky like a star, it was like a giant searchlight, I knew it was a sign of the second coming.

And I remember in the dream how there were scientists trying to explain it all away...

--Ray

Jen, that was a wild dream with some terrible emotions. I think it is neat how you were able to conjure up a kitchen in your dream that was unlike any you have seen before. Try to do neat stuff like that without the bad stuff in your dreams. May you have sweet dreams from here on out!

ray- But where was the dead woman? Was she floating around? I think the searchlight was probably more like a sign that a car dealership was having a really good sale... I am a bonafide sign identifier, you know. So, from now on, if you could simply *relate* the dream, I'll take it from there.

coolcuke- that is WEIRD. Very interesting... no eyes.... hmm.....

jen- your brother's murder? Was he murdered and you dreamed it first? Whoa.

Coco, Peter Pan much? Still, sounds like a fun dream.

I used to have recurring nightmares about being shot by men. Like they would come up and shoot me and I would be shot and bleeding. What do you make of that, oh, sign identifying one?

My getting shot dreams couldn't be more Freudian. I don't have them anymore, though. I think I've mostly resolved that particaular issue.

I dreamed about my brother being murdered and finding his body in a swimming pool. But it never actually happened.

Last night I dreamed I was a cat. Not just any cat though. I was some kind of medieval knight cat who was going on a quest to kind help defending against some bully dogs.

Totally not. I woke up going, "What the heck? I gotta remember this one for the Bountiful thread."

This is what you do. Eat lots of pizza like right before you go to bed. The spicier the better. And if you're a really tough case, follow it with some sort of ice cream/smoothie/banana split chaser.

Totally works.

Being pregnant doesn't hurt, either. I'm not though, by the way.

Dude. You should write books about your dreams... they're good!

I had an awesome dream once about a man and his father and their relationship and he was a model ship maker... anyway, it had an amazing twist at the end and I thought, I should remember this! Forgot it.

Yeah! I hate that! Or when the dream is sooo real, on the other hand that you can't shake them like all day long.

Wow, talk about recurring and progressive dreams!

The only recurring dreams I have, have to do with houses. Occasionally neighborhoods, but mainly houses. Really cool houses, some not so cool... It seems like when I have them I think to myself, "Oh, another house dream."

I clearly remember a recurring dream I had when I was little, probably about 5 since it was in a house we moved out of around then. I was out in our driveway and a strange man and his wife pulled up. They put some kind of round device on me (looked like one of those round stick-on air fresheners) that made it so no one could hear me. I could see my parents in the living room window just feet in front of me, and I was screaming so loud for them to help me, but they couldn't hear me because of the Renuzit thing. That dream was awful.

Then when I was eight, I had a recurring dream about a huge black knight chasing me and trying to kill me. I'd run from him all night and wake up, and the next night the chase would pick up where it left off.

Jen wrote:

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Then when I was eight, I had a recurring dream about a huge black knight chasing me and trying to kill me. I'd run from him all night and wake up, and the next night the chase would pick up where it left off.

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I'm sorry, Jen, but all I could think of was the Black Knight from Monty Python.  "It's only a scratch....it's just a flesh wound....I'll bite your legs off!"  But my favorite line of that movie is from King Arthur..."You make me sad."

Jen, I'm afraid the Renuzit dream was actually when you were abducted by aliens... the final hypnosis, you know... sort of makes you half-forget... ahem. Anyway.

I wrote down my dreams every night for a month for some psych class once. At first I'd remember a dream pretty well. By the end of the month I'd have 4-7 dreams EVERY night, I'm not kidding. And I'd have to write while I was still in bed. Then I'd change position, like roll to the other side, and BAM! I'd remember a couple more dreams...

What's sort of weird is that before my daughter got really sick and was diagnosed with Lupus at age 9, she was having major nightmares like every night. They had the recurring theme of the bad guys making her do some impossible task (like, Read this 400 page book outloud in the next 2 minutes) or we'll torture and kill your mom. She's come upstairs all sweaty and shaking and sooo upset. Once they were effectively treating her, the dreams totally stopped.

What does it mean when your bride is dreaming about babies?

Megamatt... it means you need to run... run hard, run long, run fast...

Oh wait, you're already married... scratch that advise... It could mean extra precaution may be warranted unless you want to be a Daddy early on.

Of course, if she is dreaming of babies and her brother... that could also mean she is looking at her groom and future father of her babies as a brother... (Jason, queue up the Dueling Banjo's music please) which is kinda weird in a hillbilly sort of way...

I promise you Cat... your efforts will not go unpunish.... I mean unnoticed... I truly love all the YM/Scout Leaders of my boys... Each has a special place in their hearts and MINE... (course one of them was hubby... but that is beside to point!)

Last night I dreamed my 13 month old was going poo on the baby-potty in the bathroom. He doesn't even walk yet. Well, I mean he's "done" it, but he doesn't walk around on a regular basis or anything. Still crawls mostly.

Then I also dreamed that my 5 yo daughter and I were in some sort of cross-country race. I mean it was big. And long. And up and down hills. And climbing up sandbars and mountains and stuff.  I remember thinking in the dream, It would be so cool if I could actually do all this stuff...

-- Edited by Cocobeem at 23:55, 2007-10-01

Oh! Hey Coco. I had another 'book dream' last night, and I was totally going to post it this morning. Let me see if I can remember how it went...

So, I was an assistant to a minor movie director. We'd gone to Hawaii for some movie-type function. Him to do the shmoozing, me to do the assisting. And while we're there for like a week or something, I make friends with a local, poor boy(I'm a boy in this dream, by the way) who tells me that he's secretly the son of a very important movie guy. Movie guy doesn't know it, but the boy's planning to tell him while he's in Hawaii. So then, at the end of the week, I'm with my boss at a final gala thing, and a fire breaks out. Everyone's trying to get out of the building, but the exits are blocked somehow. I notice my friend is there. He'd sneaked in to talk to his dad, but hadn't found him yet. Anyway, he helps me get up to an upper level window he'd used to sneak in, and we're escaping the fire, but the floor collapses, and he falls back and is killed. I get out the window (down a tree or something), and am the only survivor. I get all sneaky and assume the other kid's identity, telling everyone I'm the big movie dude's son and use that and the sympathy from surviving the tragedy to get a pretty-high-up job at a hotel there in Hawaii. Over time, I work my way up and get stinking rich. Then I go back to Hollywood and embark on a Monte Cristo-esque campaign of revenge on....

Dang. I forget the whole second part of the dream. I *knew* I should have written it this morning. Anyway. There you go.

Beefche, the knight did say, "Ni" an awful lot, since you mention it. . .

I have those very often. I can't find my locker, or my class, or I have a big test and realize I haven't been to school in months but I have to pass it to graduate. . .

I hate those dreams.

~ One of my weird dreams was awhile ago. I dreamt I was riding a riding lawn mower down the Dulles Toll Rd ( a major toll road in No VA). Then in same dream I went so fast that I couldn't stop at a light. (for this part, I can't recall if I was on the riding lawn mover or some kind of 4 wheeler). Anyway, the red light was there and I couldn't stop, so I used my body weight to turn myself and the vehicle thing to the left, so that I landed on my left side. Of course in my dream life, I didn't get hurt! The next thing I knew I was on a bus in a neighborhood w/lots of curvy streets. The bus was going away from my destination, I asked the busdriver to just stop and let me off but he or she wouldn't let me get off. (why wasn't I bold in my dream??? Why couldn't I just tell the busdriver to stop and let me off)

~ In another dream, summer of 2006, I was also on a bus- a school bus. In this dream, the primary teachers were on the bus- in the country (and I live in a very urban area)- and we were going on some sort of inservice that was done one stop at a time, sort of like the dinners where you eat one course at a different home. Don't know why I'd have such a strange dream. I recall telling one of the teachers I had that dream, as she was the only one I remembered.

~ another dream I was also on a school bus. This dream was also about a year or so ago, and I dreamt one of the guys I had slight interest in was on the school bus. In my dream, I knew I was dreaming, so I thought I'd ask him if he liked me. So I asked him-- but then I awoke before I heard the answer. Another oddity about my dreaming- another time, more recently, I dreamt a little about another guy I was interested in- however, in my dream, I was afraid to look at him, as I didn't want to appear overly interested, etc. So weird of me.

I do wish I could at least overcome some of these fears and inhibitions in my dream life!! And then maybe they'd transfer over to real life.