Two-part dream

[Amanda_04]

This very well could be two different dreams running together... I feel like I was dreaming an excessive amount last night.

The first part that I remember was very short. I was in Scotland (with a real guy-friend that I made a couple years ago through an online psychic circle, but haven't spoken to in a while) and I think we were "together". It was as if my husband and kids didn't exist in this dream. In the dream, I woke up from his bed while he continued to sleep and I had no recollection of what had happened the night before. There were 2 bags on a table in his room and I walked over to them. I 'knew' one of them was mine and one of them was his. So, I opened up my bag, and there were tons of coins of various shapes, sizes, and colors. I then 'knew' that we had went out and gambled. I was looking through the coins and it was European money, but was happy that I suddenly had a little more money. I continued to look through the bag, and there seemed to be various clues as to what else had gone on, that I wasn't too happy about. Even though most of the money in the bag was European, there were bits of American touches in it. Like, I remember seeing a couple of American dimes in the mix. But there was a piece of paper that had my name on it for 25 dollars, because I had won a dancing contest- like an exotic dancing, take-your-clothes-off-and-get-naked, kind of dancing contest. I was disappointed in myself for doing this, and even more disappointed that it somehow happened and I had no recollection of doing it... basically, I was upset that I had somehow let myself become unaware to do these "awful" things. There was something else in the bag, like medication for red eyes, and I immediately associated that to my getting trashed on booze (and I don't drink in real life). Again I was disappointed. I put this stuff back in the bag and wandered over to a different part of the room and found this Memory book of my friend's from when he was in school. It said "2000" on it, which is probably about the right time that he would have got out of school. I started flipping through the pages and it was filled to the brim with happy memories from his school days. There were tons of messages (that I could make out in the dream but I can't remember now) from his classmates written all over the pages with tons of pictures, tons of smiling, and it didn't end. Even though it was 10 years old, I could see that he was still adding on to this Memory book.

And that's all I remember of that one...

The other one started off in my childhood home, my husband was leaving to go to work. I was upset with him about something, but I don't remember what exactly. He just "swept it under the rug" - whatever it was, and was gone. I decided I should try to do something productive while I waited for him to come back, so I went into the laundry room to do some laundry. I remember thinking to myself, "If he would have remembered to bring our dirty clothes, I know Dad would let me do them here while I wait." And I was disappointed. And there was nothing to wash. So, I threw some old toys of my kids (who weren't present in the dream) into the dryer- some old stuffed animals that were just scattered onto the floor- with the intent of "freshening" them up, and decide to get on the computer. My dad comes in and says something (I don't remember what) and I never actually do get on the computer. We're talking in the dream (like we normally would, but I don't remember anything we were talking about) and then he says he's going to go to work. So, I decide that I'm going to take a walk through the woods, which is basically a bunch of brown timber, I don't remember seeing much greenery, but I thought the browns of nature were soothing. I don't go very far in and I see a hollowed out tree with some movement inside of it. For some reason I'm not afraid to look, and walk up to it a little closer (still about 5 feet away) and bend down. I see some kind of little brown animal moving around in there as if it were scared of me... so I just reach my hand down, you know as an offering like people do with dogs, and the cutest little puppy comes running out excited and wagging its tail (I think it was a terrier of some kind, brown and black) and it starts licking my hand. There was a mother dog too, who was also very beautiful, and again brown and black... but these dogs were a very rich brown and had very shiny coats- very healthy looking... and I knew the mother was apprehensive about her pup coming near me, but she warmed up to me and saw that I meant no harm to them. I basically invited them back into the house, and was talking to them the whole way back (as one would do with dogs) and they seemed to understand. When I got closer to the house, I saw my dad was walking back to it also. He said that his car wouldn't start so he wasn't going to work. At first, I thought he might be disappointed that I was bringing stray dogs home, but he didn't seem upset about it at all and let me bring them in. I put some food down for them, and suddenly heard a big ruckus outside. Now my old childhood dog was outside tied up to her box in the yard like she used to be (in real life, this dog passed away 10 years ago- but me and this dog were *like this* we were tight like Timmy and Lassie, she was "my girl" - I got her as a puppy when I was 2 and she passed when I was 14... and I should probably mention that she was a pure white dog). But she wasn't the ruckus, I saw this HUGE bear coming out of the woods, and I was suddenly scared for my dog's safety. The bear didn't seem that interested in her, it was after a fox, but she was on a chain and was getting tangled up with the bear, and I thought even the sheer size of the bear could have crushed her... so I was still freaking out about my dog's safety. I yelled for my dad to do something, and he grabbed a gun. He said what kind of gun it was but I don't remember now, it looked kind of military. It was double-barreled and black and kind of short like sawed off, and had a big ammo wheel on it. I didn't watch him do the deed, but I heard the gun go off, and heard him say, "I got it!" so I now knew there was a dead bear out in the yard and my dog was safe. My dad came back in with the fox and was petting it like a cat. It had slim and shiny black legs and a white-ish/tan coat. The dream ended there with my dad petting the fox.

[BodhiSeed]

The first part of the dream makes me think there is an opportunity available to you (whether a job, friendship, school, ?) that you would really like, but you may be worried that if you accept it you might have to sacrifice some of your ideals or compromise some of your values.

The only thing that stood out to me with the second dream is that there were a lot of browns, blacks, and tans in it. These colors make me think of stability, of something to do with being grounded, practical, or resourceful. The bear might represent a threat to this stability.

[Amanda_04]

Originally Posted by bodhran

The first part of the dream makes me think there is an opportunity available to you (whether a job, friendship, school, ?) that you would really like, but you may be worried that if you accept it you might have to sacrifice some of your ideals or compromise some of your values.

Thanks bodhran - good thoughts here! There is nothing in particular with this, but I've been thinking about a job. It's been awhile since I've had one, and so I'm also thinking of what I'd have to sacrifice by having one again.

The only thing that stood out to me with the second dream is that there were a lot of browns, blacks, and tans in it. These colors make me think of stability, of something to do with being grounded, practical, or resourceful. The bear might represent a threat to this stability.

I just checked a website and it said something about warmth, honesty, and kindness for brown- which I remember feeling 'soothed' by the woods, and the mother dog 'warmed' up to me. There definitely was an 'air' of comfort until the bear came along. The way my old house is set up... it's partially built into a hill, and the kitchen faced towards the woods, and you had to climb a bunch of steps to come in through the kitchen door. So, basically I was looking out the kitchen window down on the scene when the bear came out of the woods. I was kind of 'above' it. I felt safe, I didn't think the bear would come near the big white house. LOL I do remember feeling safe for myself in the dream because I was in the house and felt protected by it, but I was deathly afraid for my dog and panicking. So, I think you're right that the bear is representing some sort of threat to stability... but I was safe. So, the only thing I can think is that some small part of me (my childhood dog was basically a small part of me in life) is threatened? Or I see it as being in danger... not sure I'll have to think on this some more.

Good stuff! Especially about the job thing, that's pretty much how I've been feeling.

[.traveller.]

The second dream had an awful lot of symbols in it: dog, man, argument, toys/child, fox, bear, death, house, path. Reminds me of lenormand cards, have you spent any time recently studying lenormand?

[Amanda_04]

Originally Posted by .traveller.

The second dream had an awful lot of symbols in it: dog, man, argument, toys/child, fox, bear, death, house, path. Reminds me of lenormand cards, have you spent any time recently studying lenormand?

Nope! Never even attempted studying lenormand. I dream about stuff that I wasn't even aware was in my head sometimes. Actually, I'm about to post another dream from last night that's really got me scratching my head a little bit. I'm not even sure if anyone will be able to help me with that one, the symbols seem vague, even to me... I usually only post here, if I can't put everything together myself. Usually just by feeling, I can figure things out... wait til you see the next one...