Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts

Monday, September 5, 2011

February 5, 1999 • Naked Dreams

I had a dream the night of Feb, 4th. I can't remember a lot of it like usual.

All I remember is that I'm in a cowboy camp with John. He's fully dressed and as handsome as ever.

We are a ways away from the fire and it's night. He's wearing a cowboy hat & boots and I'm within the circle of his body. I'm not sure of the exact position but something like a curled up cat. I'm totally naked and don't really mind that much but am a bit cold so my jean shirt gets drapped over me.

That's it.


Grownup Ann says,

This is significant, since I was not comfortable with my naked body AT ALL. I'm a little better now that I'm older. Aged wine and all that.

Monday, July 25, 2011

September 20, 1998 • My Dream Man

A dream the night of 9.19.98 & the morning of 9.20.98

For some reason I am with my friends and a very attractive man/guy. Attractive at least to me. And we are just together and at the very beginning of forming a relationship. We just met. My friends seem to be trying to break us up and destroy the relationship and I think I know this because one of my "friends" told me so. I am very worried because I feel that we have a very very good thing going between us and I don't want it to disappear.

I'm with Sam and another friend and me and the man and the other friend has gone into a coma or something and I am some how responsible for it. I don't know if I brought him there or if he went into a coma and my "friends" are trying to make me believe I'm responsible.

Well, Sam gets sick too and the man, Mike, I think, gets pains around his ribs. I get all upset and Sam says its all my fault that everyone is getting sick and I know that Mike has to get to the hospital.


Its a very strong and sad and heartfelt hug.


Before he leaves I am really nervous that he will really think I did it and I am beside him and tell, mumble, am really nervous that I would never want anything bad to happen to him and I am on the verge of tears may  be over it and he is very sick but he understands and pulls me to him to give me a friendly and understanding kiss on the lips but it progresses to more kisses and we get a little bit more passionate but not much because I am so conscious of the others watching and that he is weak and sick.

We rub our tongues against each others lips but that's all and I move to hug him but he didn't expect it  and changes to hug me and kisses my hair and ear. Its a very strong and sad and heartfelt hug. I think I have a few tears and then he walks away to go to the hospital and I turn away sad with my feelings all very strong inside me of hope and love and lust and happiness and fear and I wipe off my mouth because for some reason his skin was covered with a white powder, that included his lips, and that's all I remember.

Grownup Ann says,

Pardon the run-on sentences but premonition is strong here. My subconscious knows the future! (or some twisted rendering of it, at least.)

Thursday, July 21, 2011

September 8, 1998 • College Dreaming

Dream,

I had a dream about 3 nights ago.

I was at college signing up for something in a line and I look over and see Johnathan Brandis to my left in a hooded grey sweatshirt looking younger, not more mature like he is supposed to be right now.

He looks at me and smiles and gives me a hug and I say, "Do that again." I'm surprised of course and we have a conversation, I think, that I can't remember and I think to myself, "That went pretty well" We spend the night together wandering around campus and stuff and we have lots of fun.


...he's working his way down my neck and two campus security guys find us...


One thing I remember is that we're in the grass outside the dorms in an open park like place and were both on the ground making out or something and he's working his way down my neck and two campus security guys find us with a flashlight and the one with the flashlight is black. I don't know if that matters, and tells us we should better get to our rooms so they don't get into trouble because its past curfew, 2:00 am.

So we are surprised at how the time went by and we leave and make our way back to our separate dorms and I get back to my room and my roommate is all like, "where were you?" and I think to myself! "Its my first night at college and already I'm messing around. I'm going to have a hard time getting down to business." but I have the feeling I don't want to get down to business because I want to keep what I got with Brandis and not lose it because its something I've never had before.

Grownup Ann says,

You can see my worrywort side here. Excited about future possibilities and my abilities to juggle them.

Monday, July 11, 2011

January 19, 1998 • Dreams of firehydrants and a boy

Dream I had a few nights ago: Friday night.

I was out with Jay somewhere and we were running around in the back of a building pulling up fire hydrants.

I pulled up a big red one and with it came the big roots of a tree and the water fountaining up.

We ran to (somewhere) and then we are on a bus and he is sitting next to me and other people are on the other side of me and I put my arms on his shoulders and around his neck and back and he moves to my lap and I run my hands along his chest all slow and easy... Awake.


Grownup Ann says,

What is with me putting boys on my lap?

Monday, June 20, 2011

1997 undated entry • Dreaming of Cocktail Dresses

Dream I had

I was on a trip and my sister was with me and Dad had signed us up and paid for us to buy gowns at a store for that night's dinner.

We went in after finding my name on the list and I was wearing an old jacket and funky black velvet shoes. I began to look through the whole store seeing the cocktail dresses but bypassing them to see if there were more.


"...low and behold there was a huge rack of cocktail and ballroom gowns."


A male clerk saw me and obviously didn't think I should be buying from his store but he didn't say anything.

I walked around and around and I couldn't seem to find the cocktail dresses again. They seemed to have disappeared.

Another female clerk that was working there let me into the back and low and behold there was a huge rack of cocktail and ballroom gowns.

Thanking her, I watched her leave in one of the gowns I was going to choose, because she was having dinner with us. I climbed up a step ladder and looked through all the dresses and found lots that looked good and then I woke up.

Grownup Ann says,

Anyone else getting "Pretty Woman" vibes from this dream?

Thursday, June 9, 2011

September 9, 1996 • Dreams

Dream of Sep. 6 night,


In this T is a man sometimes and herself sometimes. In olden days with castles etc.


He and I decide to go out and away for a while.

I'm in my black satin nightgown and I don't remember what he's in.

I take an open carriage with 2 Shetland ponies or those big horses with lots of hair on the fetlocks! The horses are tan.

We ride for 4 hours as he later tells me and stop at a farm of some kind. Not the farm itself but the fields. The field next to the road has low shrubs.

Here He turns into T and T takes off a bikini kind of thing and has underwear underneath.

Now we crawl through the bushes and T becomes Him again.

We, for some reason, have to hide under the bushes laying down. I push Him to go to the adjacent field with the trees, apple, and hide over there.

When we left we went with the unspoken intention of romance and somewhere in the shrubs it hit me that I wouldn't let it go any further than kisses and caresses but I didn't voice this.


"...a tan dog comes over and doesn't bark at me but makes metallic sounds at me..."


While we are in between the shrubs and the tress a tan dog comes over and doesn't bark at me but makes metallic sounds at me and then barks at Him.

The owners of the fields come over and their open carriage with 2 tan Shetland horses and somehow He gives the farmers 2 dice-like things used for telling fortunes because the farmers are superstitious.

While in the farmer's house the farmer rolls the dice and He hasn't placed a jinx on it for some reason.

He is special even though I can't explain it.

We both borrow some clothing from the farmers and act like their children and stand in the cart while harvesting the sticks from the shrubs. We do this because many open carts have gone by with 2 tan Shetland horses with men looking for Him. He finds this no threat so I have to turn the cart so his face isn't noticed.

I wake up.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

August 6, 1995 • Dreaming in Color

Dear Creature,


"I have decided to start a catalog of my dreams."


The night of August 5, 1995:

Mom and I were sailing in the boat in the winter in between the 2 piers going out to the lake.

We had up the main sail and were both dressed in light colors, white - because I didn't distinguish any other colors like pink or lavender.

We were alone and the channel was full of ice. There was only one clear path through it.

Out on the water with us was another smaller red sail boat, red hull and sail with a white line around the top edge. I say this because I remember that the boat wasn't all red. It had a break in the color with a white mast also.

The red boat was racing us to the open space in the channel and mom yelled, to who I don't remember, to watch out for the ice with rocks.

The next thing I remember is that the red sailboat is on land and I am next to it. I don't know where our boat is but I see a shore and try to get to it (wait, I think I was on the red sail boat because there was water in between me and the shore.)

I saw that I could see the sand all the way to the shore lined with cattails. I don't think it is very deep so I step into the water. It is deeper than I thought but not too deep.

I walk to the shore and am walking through the trees when I see a sprite or a pixie, purple wings, that looks lost or scared. I wake up. The cattails were brown and green.


Grownup Ann says,

Sailing was not relaxing as a child, it is now though.