I've been dreaming again lately- I dont remember my dreams very often, must be the hot weather waking me up. Its amusing to see what my subconscious has been working on.
I'm in a Melbourne-like city, actual location unimportant, but its significant that its a city I dont know all that well. Its kind of crowded and we're threading our way through the people- I'm following Rick as we search for Morris. I'm separated momentarily and I see Ricks shiny head wander away up a sidestreet. Theres a bunch of people between me and him and he's still moving away, so I hurry up a less crowded sidestreet intending to intercept him at the top. Except when I get there he's nowhere to be seen. I know (as you do in dreams, with a behind-the-scenes certainty) that Rick's found Mo and theyre happily making up for lost time, and as I sit on the cobblestoned sidewalk it occurs to me that despite being alone and lost and forgotten, I'm happy for them.
Gee I wonder what *that* one might mean. LOL!!
The other was from this morning- a great many people, me included, were sitting cross-legged on colourful mats in a large auditorium. The mats were like Kindergarten nap-time rugs, and we were being treated like kids. Someone from Livejornal was sitting beside me, but I dont remember who it was, possibly Jeff or Gregor? and no, it wasnt
nfotxn ;-). A friendly, curly-haired sunday school teacher-like lady was wandering up the rows of perplexed people, asking a question of each. When she got to me she asked "Do you know God?" which suddenly made sense- they were seeking the confused and weak in order to brainwash them. I was suddenly no longer scared or confused, as I answered "All things are one expression of God. I know God as I know myself." She smiled and tapped me on the shoulder with her pointer, and said "you may go"
That one's a bit of a mystery to me,
I'm in a Melbourne-like city, actual location unimportant, but its significant that its a city I dont know all that well. Its kind of crowded and we're threading our way through the people- I'm following Rick as we search for Morris. I'm separated momentarily and I see Ricks shiny head wander away up a sidestreet. Theres a bunch of people between me and him and he's still moving away, so I hurry up a less crowded sidestreet intending to intercept him at the top. Except when I get there he's nowhere to be seen. I know (as you do in dreams, with a behind-the-scenes certainty) that Rick's found Mo and theyre happily making up for lost time, and as I sit on the cobblestoned sidewalk it occurs to me that despite being alone and lost and forgotten, I'm happy for them.
Gee I wonder what *that* one might mean. LOL!!
The other was from this morning- a great many people, me included, were sitting cross-legged on colourful mats in a large auditorium. The mats were like Kindergarten nap-time rugs, and we were being treated like kids. Someone from Livejornal was sitting beside me, but I dont remember who it was, possibly Jeff or Gregor? and no, it wasnt
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That one's a bit of a mystery to me,