1. Passing Elro
Last dream. I am in a city going to work or see something, check something, go down the main road, which slopes down, cobbled stones. By day, somewhere late afternoon maybe, or just before noon. Then I happen to pass three people just coming out of doors or getting in their car, and they are Elro, her mother and her sister. The three women see me when I pass them, this is a lucid moment, and I say hello while I keep walking down the hill toward where I wanted to go as if that is much more important. So I pass and we briefly said hello and that was all, but she looked good and it was the first real appearance of her in my dream. And I was in fact on my way to Elro's workshop place knowing that she was not there but checking anyway. When I passed them I realized this had little significance now and I continued anyway, because it is more comfortable to go there when I know she is not there. Then there will be no confrontation.
Dream interpretation
This is a dream journal. The intention behind it is to also give interpretations on the recorded dreams. In my experience, much of the dream content is prophetic and can be linked to events following the night of dreaming.
Throughout the year 2013 I will keep to the discipline of recording my dreams every morning and interpreting them every evening. That way, people may start to get a feel of how dream symbolism works.
Throughout the year 2013 I will keep to the discipline of recording my dreams every morning and interpreting them every evening. That way, people may start to get a feel of how dream symbolism works.
Tuesday, 10 June 2014
Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Railroad Street
1. Late Waking
I wake up home in my apartment, I don't know what time it is or whether I should get up to go to work, but I think yes. I have no urge to get up at all. My clock shows the wrong time, other clocks too, I don't know the time, I get a little frustrated. I am still in my bed, everything looks dark.
I share this house, there are my two brothers I believe who also live here. The down story is much larger, lighter, I do my own thing but my brothers are annoyed with me for not cleaning up, not in time, and not thoroughly enough when I do.
At some point I look out of the window. In fact I don't want to get up and know the time, but there must be something I am bound to do today. When I look out I see many things, people run about the street as if it is early in the morning and they go to work. The street is broken up, for some reason the workmen are putting rails there. The whole street is already done, the cover scraped off, and rails instead. In the adjacent street as well. People wait because they don't know if they can pass, then someone does and all the rest follows. Then it's busy down there.
I realize I should be able to see the clock of the library tower. I try to look but it is just behind the buildings. I go back up the stairs to my bedroom, and through a small window there is a small opportunity to see the time, and it is already half past eleven. I should have gone out of doors a long time ago.
I wake up home in my apartment, I don't know what time it is or whether I should get up to go to work, but I think yes. I have no urge to get up at all. My clock shows the wrong time, other clocks too, I don't know the time, I get a little frustrated. I am still in my bed, everything looks dark.
I share this house, there are my two brothers I believe who also live here. The down story is much larger, lighter, I do my own thing but my brothers are annoyed with me for not cleaning up, not in time, and not thoroughly enough when I do.
At some point I look out of the window. In fact I don't want to get up and know the time, but there must be something I am bound to do today. When I look out I see many things, people run about the street as if it is early in the morning and they go to work. The street is broken up, for some reason the workmen are putting rails there. The whole street is already done, the cover scraped off, and rails instead. In the adjacent street as well. People wait because they don't know if they can pass, then someone does and all the rest follows. Then it's busy down there.
I realize I should be able to see the clock of the library tower. I try to look but it is just behind the buildings. I go back up the stairs to my bedroom, and through a small window there is a small opportunity to see the time, and it is already half past eleven. I should have gone out of doors a long time ago.
Monday, 2 June 2014
Angry Girl
1. Angry Friend
Today I dreamed of Bale and she was angry at me, but I stood my ground. Some distance between us, city space, but in the open. She continued to be angry with me, but I patiently waited. Daylight. Maybe about something of the past.
Today I dreamed of Bale and she was angry at me, but I stood my ground. Some distance between us, city space, but in the open. She continued to be angry with me, but I patiently waited. Daylight. Maybe about something of the past.
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