Displaced Locations

July 24 2014

Jordan, Alexandria and I.. Each day of the stampede they would have a procession. Participants would emerge from concentric circles/spirals that had points that spiralled up from trenched or underground points. We were participating on the sly, including our subversive messages with the rest. However to do so we had a lot of help and a lot of luck. We managed to find to find an empty start point that wasn't used very often and the trenched end had been overgrown with plants and even a large tree or two. Built into the wall closer to the tree was a sort of simple cabin where we were staying. Each day we had to sneak our borrowed horses (extras from other groups herds) to our slot and get them all ready while we also prepped our borrowed wagon. The slot was a tunnel that led from one trench to the next and a few times I was exasperated to find that my fellow conspirators hadn't tethered our two big light brown horses well enough and I had to run up the back tunnel till I found where they had wandered to. Often far enough to pass other people busy with their own preparations. Things had been going quite smoothly.

It was the evening of the last day and we were planning something especially noticeable. My Mom had been visiting for supper. But we had to pause in our preparations as a family had found the picnic table at the abandoned end of our spiral and were enjoying the peace and quiet and nature. They were really quite nice so we couldn't begrudge their presence. The family included at least five kids who were very friendly. One of them (a girl of about 12-14) shared their gummy candies with me. (I was sitting in the wide sill of the wall window and there was a bench beneath it where three of the kids were sitting) As we were all hanging out I noticed a black monkey (not quite a howler monkey) descending into the tree of the trench. I pointed him out and one of the little boys with short "bowl-cut" blond hair and wearing a red long sleeved shirt that was too big started to walk up to the monkey and I told him not to go too close so he stopped and they looked at each other for awhile. 

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That is all, that I recall...

Back in time..

Mar 18 2014

In my dream, (which is still a bit foggy around the egdes) I needed information from this organization/school. Somehow I went back in time and ran into my friend as a little boy, in the 60s I guess. Now the weird part is (it must have been an all girls school) because we needed to infiltrate it and for some reason dressed my friend up as a little girl. (yellow dress, wig and all. His own hair was black and cut short). And I remember myself and one of the other "activists" getting my friend ready and I felt he didn't need to wear make-up as it would just make him more uncomfortable. (Though he was very willing and helpful). I went into the school with him, secure in knowing no one would recognize me as an adult in this timeline. The little boy succeeded in getting the files and was making an escape as I was shadowing the younger selves of the  "agents" who we were opposed to. As the boy was in the lobby all the kids were exiting and I was distracted watching to see if the boy would make it.. Bizarrely one of the agents shouted my name and I half panicked looking back at them and realized they were not paying attention to me but to the boy as he started to run. Outside there was a low "square" with benches and trees and a rise of paved steps opposite the square. (The school must have been set into a depression or had a hill on one side). He made it up the stairs and to the people awaiting..

And that is all I remember in my dream. My theory is that the boy was passing as me (or my character, or a character with my name) in the school. Also, in the world of coincidence.. I just now received a message in my inbox from a science site I follow titled: Ripples in space-time detected, astronomers say.

Why are we fighting?

Occasionally it is a great relief to wake up and realize a dream is just a dream. I find this is especially the case when my mind decides I am going to be in conflict with someone I really know, as myself. 
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Jan 28 2014
My brother and I are going to take my niece & nephew out on a trek outside of the city (this was actually going to happen in real life, except my nephew wasn't coming). Matt is often out of  town, and coming back into town all of his good friends want time to hang out with him. In the dream he decided he just had so many people he needed to see that he wasn't going to come. So I take my niece and nephew out on my own. We encountered all kinds of strange creatures and didn't seem to be astonished when they could communicate if you listened carefully. There were little glow insects that hopped and we had collected some to put in a jar to light our way as it started to get dark. One of them was very distressed and asked to be let out, so we did. The little hopper was pursued by a semi-ground pigeon that ran after it, and suddenly shot out a long sticky tongue like a frog, but missed! We were on a warm beach and it was twilight. (In real life we were going out to the mountains, and it is winter!) Suddenly we heard a loud clanging sound and a barrier came down out of the sky between the shore and the water. It was solid but could be seen through. We heard more metallic sounds and saw something coming from inland towards the shore, very quickly a strange metal thing began unfolding and assembling there on the beach and I sent the kids running along the waterline to safety while I went to grab my pack. I managed to get a my money belt (not sure why it was there) but my pack was stuck under part of the metal contraption I crawled in to get a better grip and the thing lurched again and I was stuck! It slowly became apparent that it was some sort of viewing platform or bleachers. Very quickly water started to rise and soon I was nearly covered as people began to take their seats, I couldn't call out and frantically tried to reach someones leg to make them aware of my plight. That was when I realized that I was still breathing. I think this was because one of three reasons, my mind knew I could still breathe, I *could* breathe underwater for some reason in the dream, or I was unconscious and couldn't actually breathe. After that there was a fuzzy scene shift and a vague recollection of lying down in a room and people talking. I think I died and/or was rescued just in time. 
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Jan 30 2014
In this dream I got in a disagreement with my roommate Dave, he was organizing a jam at our house with some relatively big name people and he was talking about where we could have ashtrays.. At first I was like, no, they have to smoke outside. The studio smells like smoke and we don't want our house to have that sort of thing. He was all mad saying that some of the artists were used to being able to and might not participate so he might as well just cancel the whole thing! It was very weird, and I felt bad so I said he could go ahead but that I would have to go away for it. I woke up very relieved it wasn't real because none of us would actually be like that.  

The other dream I had that night I was not myself, but a character that had been raised as a servant in a large castle-like place under the care of gent who was in charge of all of the "in-born" servants. It was also very strange and sometimes frightening. But the kind of frightening that makes a dream exciting rather than a nightmare.

Outer Space!

I am also particularly fond of dreams that include characters I love that others have created. :) Did I mention I love Science Fiction? Be it book, movie or television, it is a rich playground indeed. I also adore insects..

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Oct 11 2012

In part of the dream we are in a casual meeting room with a replicator, couches and a board table. It’s where officers prepare for the day reading reports, having coffee, and catching up. (Next generation) Picard looks like he is wearing a grey “on leave” outfit. Troi and Riker are also present.

An alien vessel is hovering in the sky passively. Stephen Harper ascends a ramp in a computerized machine along with one of the aliens. He successfully navigates the ceremonial greeting and opening of talks/negotiations. Unfortunately as the talks progress Harper does or says something that completely disrupts things. (though what it is exactly is unknown).  Spock, Picard and some of his officers are called upon to amend the situation. They realize they must tread very carefully now.

July 16 2013

The story starts out centred around a group of people who are capable of space travel. They are a moderately sized group between 100-300 people (approx). A smaller group of scouts/specialists is attempting to fix a marooned space ship orbiting a dim planet. On the surface there is an encampment and the landscape is somewhat barren to the untrained eye. The people are in conflict with and possibly fleeing another group.

These people have trained incredibly large insect like creatures to help with transport, they are also capable of space travel. (These ones similar in appearance to Giant Water Bugs, roughly the size of a truck)

There is some sort of element that is found all throughout the universe, but is concentrated in certain pockets. Another at least 4x larger insect creature has discovered the human activity and is curious and follows them to the dim planet (which always seems to be in state of twilight). In the dream I am now in the perspective of the large creature and am speaking with one of the giant water bugs, the people do not realize how intelligent their companions are. Something that the humans are doing or perhaps the planet itself has created an unusual concentration of the element. The smaller creature tells the respected larger that they have been able to "reach Gaia" because of this. The larger creature reflects on the incredible possibilities of this.

What I have forgotten is the extensive scene with some of the people attempting to complete a particular operation/mission in space. 

Of Heroes

These complex imagined world dreams are truly those I enjoy most! Adventures, interesting characters and otherworldly creatures and beings. Hurrah!

April 25 2012

It was prophesized that the baby Gato would be the one to defeat the evil and powerful man that threatened the peaceful existence of the people. At a young age the enemy tried to assassinate Gato, but the plot was foiled. When Gato was young one of the best in their art of fighting appeared to train him. Although some of his tutor’s mysterious skills eluded him. Gato lives in a mountain near to one of the central cities.

However our story follows the young Yoshi, who is raised by disciplined monks who teach him the way of the honourable warrior. With them he learns some of the mysteries and drawing on good energy possesses mysterious skills. He grows up in a lush valley area where humans and other intelligent beings live peacefully together. (these people are very different in form from humans). One day his masters receive an urgent message from the monks from the central mountains. They quickly bring Yoshi to the mountain. Gato and Yoshi meet, and the monks reveal to them that they were switched as babies to save the real Gato (Yoshi) from assassination, knowing the enemy would know the boy living here was not the one they truly sought. Both young men laugh to discover their real names, each having grown up with the other’s name, and choose to keep the name they grew up with as each is more appropriate to the region they grew up in and can’t imagine changing now.

Late one night Gato’s mysterious tutor appears and immediately Yoshi knows he is the enemy. Gato is shocked to discover this and it soon becomes clear that he could not learn his master’s mysteries because he was drawing on evil energy and Gato was truly good. Gato wishes to join Yoshi, but the enemy, though cruel has become fond of Gato and quickly eliminates him from the fight.   

That is all I can remember except that Yoshi must have won as there is a scene where his friends join the parade at the edge of the tree-village near the central city. (Surprising many human-folk by their strangeness and some by their enormous size, only a few, smaller non-humans live in the central cities).

And I also tell Matthew about my dream in my dream. And have a dream about Matthew and I that eludes me now. 

Pleasant Beings, Oh where art thou?

May 15, 2011

Much of the story of this dream has been lost. But it centers around a woman from another realm. The very few people of Earth who know of them refer to them as “no face” people. They are called this because when they reveal themselves to humans they only remove a drama mask shaped part of their disguise, which covers their face. The “no face” people are roughly shaped like humans but their skin/bodies looks like you are looking at a pool reflecting light. Sometimes it is darker like an ocean, others lighter like a glacial pool. They may have eyes but no ears, mouth, nose or other facial features. As humans they are elegant people who prefer billowing, flowing clothing, and they have startlingly blue eyes. If they stay on Earth long enough their disguise ages at a slower rate than a human, allowing them to blend in with the people around them. They do not travel between realms lightly, and to do so is difficult and must be done with precision under particular circumstances. A kind of portal has been made from an unassuming wooden sculpture of a carousel; two of the figures are a monkey and an elephant. Under the tented top is where a disc appears of shimmering blue.

The no face people often come to Earth either to learn or to help return things to balance. The one woman spent a very long time here both learning and completing her mission. She usually carried with her two journal sized leather bound books and another object of similar scale, perhaps a picture or parchment, map, guide, it is not made clear. At the end of the first story arc, the woman is quite old, that is her disguise is old, no face people seem ageless to us.  She wants dearly to return home although she has made many good friends here during their time. In the end they succeed in sending her home. One of her friends keeps the carousel and it is passed down in their family.

At some point a human does go to their realm to learn knowing they will be unable to return to Earth.

In the second story arc a young male acolyte of their kind tries a new way to help shift the balance. They do so by sliding into the consciousness of a willing host and guiding them. Such a person is found in the descendants of the woman’s friend, although he knows the host is young the no face has little experience with humans in their entirety and has much to learn. At one point he reflects that he should owe his elder no-face (not the name they call themselves) for placing him within the body of a toddler. (He does not mind that she is a girl but finds the sensation of urinating discomforting, and it seems to him that the little one has to do so very frequently.) The little girl potty trains very quickly with his guidance. He guides her gently but not overwhelmingly, they are as one but our language cannot describe the phenomenon adequately. The little girl has at least two older siblings a boy and a girl.

That is all I recall!

Adventures in the foothills

Mar 30, 2011

- At the beginning of my dream I am on wilderness trip with a group: a beautiful hike in familiar Albertan landscape to a bit of a plateau camping area with easy walks to nice views. (the landscape is very vivid)

- Later I return with Jordan & Steve, on the way in to the site we see many animals, especially going the opposite direction. One looks sort of like a Kudu.

Upon arrival I am shocked, dismayed and angry to see the group that is there now has trampled and flattened everything, pitched tents anywhere. I am determined to get far away from them, especially after one complains there were no animals (they’ve frightened them away)

The people travelling with me are a little reluctant to continue as they don’t want to get lost.

-I reply we just have to follow the beaten path, (“I don’t see a path”)

-A golden eagle and a juvenile are sitting up on a dead tree, but we can see them well

-I look up and greet them, Hello. The juvenile replies “Hi” The parent chastises him with a gentle screech (as if to explain that we don’t talk with them!) I excitedly go and ask the others if they heard him speak to me.. I felt it meant we were on the right path.

-Eventually we come to a small spread out village that seems to be in harmony with nature.

-There is an antique and general store

-A bookish woman in blue & white, in a dress and carrying papers sees that I am looking at a detailed green and painted plate, it seems to depict a scene from a story, and nearby I find an old copy of the tale that matches (it has a black cover and the cover is well worn)

-already in the dream things feel as if not all is as it seems  

-the woman shows me that the plate is one of only four in the world, I should get it, my parents would love to see it

-eventually I realize it is depicting the Green Man

-the woman somehow convinces me to go with her, she wants to discuss things or show me something

-I seem to follow her through all sorts of strangeness, and the landscape is very interesting,

-At one point we encounter a police officer (he is very short, who worked at night, we woke him up accidentally by making noise in front of his home, but he is courteous, by then I am starting to mistrust the woman and I want to return to the shop as I haven’t paid for the plate or book, along our way we have picked up a second book.

-when I make it clear that I am turning back the woman gets angry.

-it is starting to rain and I ask the man for a plastic bag to protect the books, he doesn’t have any but there is one stuck up in the branches of a low tree, which is in the middle of a swampy pond. He pushes past me (I worry for a moment that he is on her side) but he goes and jumps right into the pond (a yellow slicker suddenly appears to cover him) and jumps up to retrieve it.

-he then decides he is going back to bed and runs incredibly fast (yellow slicker gone) back to his wooden home. (it dawns on me that he is a dwarf, of the magic variety).

-as soon as I make it clear that I am going back the woman becomes angry and moves to take the plate and books – I run

-when I make it back to the gold grassy hill (near a cottage we passed earlier) she catches up and we have a tousle, by now I know she is a witch (not evil, just wanting), I also take a broom from her that isn’t hers, after throwing hers next to her on the ground   

-the shop is in sight and I finally arrive back

-as I come into sight of the window of the front door I can see another woman who is dressed clearly as  witch. She eyes me eagerly and comes after me at once – somehow I am knocked flat, “Oh no” I say with exasperation. Then my alarm wakes me.