MysticHope
I had the most romantic dream. I went to a club and was just meandering around listening to the music and watching the stage, which happened to have actors dancing along to the music. The music, David Bowie. So, I continue to walk around, enjoying myself. Suddenly, I’m approached by a dark gentleman who, in a kind manner, asks if I would be interested in meeting his employer. He mentions that he has been watching me since I entered the club and is very interested in meeting me. Hesitantly, I agree.
As we approach a dimly lit circular booth, I notice a tall thinner than average frame sitting at the table with a hat, maybe a fedora? I sit and start to fiddle with my hands, too nervous to look at the man. I can tell he’s looking at me for a while to analyze me. Finally, he starts talking to me. Indistinct dream words flow from his mouth as the scoots closer to me and I’m entranced. I finally take notice to his face, it's David Bowie. I don’t know how to proceed in saying anything of substance to him. All I know is that I’m drawn to him intensely. More intensely than I’ve ever known be drawn to another human before. This draw compels me to physically move closer to him. He approves with a smirk and draws nearer still. He begins to whisper dream words into my ear which let me know he’s very interested in me. So, we talk for hours about things I’m not certain of. He starts stroking my cheek and staring into my eyes as we speak about the unknown. Love is like a dream in a lot of ways, you can’t recall exactly what happens but you do know that it’s a complete emersion of thoughts and feelings. At some point we end up discussing feet and shoes. in the dream, He has small feet for a man. I begin to explain that I have never been able to find nice enough shoes for my size 11 feet. At the end of the night we say our goodbyes and he mentions that he enjoyed my company thoroughly and looks forward to seeing me again.
The following day, I’m visiting family. We’re sitting talking, I haven’t mentioned anything about Bowie, but suddenly a woman comes into the room and she has shoes, says she is an exclusive seller and has come at the request of Bowie. Shocked and endeared by the gesture, I examine the different shoes, they all look too out of my style. Then I come across one pair that look good to me. I try them on. They’re heaven on my feet. I say that I’ll take them and begin to pull out my wallet. She waves me off and says “don’t worry about it. he took care of it”. I huff a little, but my spirits are lifted. A gift. “thank you, if you don’t mind, how much were the shoes?” The woman looks at me sideways and smirks “$18,000.” my eyes bulge out. “could you just pay my car off with that?” I laugh out loud but don’t expect an answer. it’s a dream after all. Anything can happen.
Later that day, he calls me and asks me to a formal social event. I agree. the dream fast forwards and we are walking around what looks to be a museum or art gallery. I’m on his arm and we’re walking in our finery. He stops and turns to me and tells me that he interested in seeing me more often. exclusively. I smile brightly at him and wake up.
why can’t I have more dreams like this?
At any rate - I usually cannot remember any of my dreams. ever. While this was a pretty awesome dream - to wake up and have this in the forefront of my mind is... odd. So, any insights or suggestions on the meaning behind this dream would be greatly appreciated and I will give detailed feedback. thank you.
As we approach a dimly lit circular booth, I notice a tall thinner than average frame sitting at the table with a hat, maybe a fedora? I sit and start to fiddle with my hands, too nervous to look at the man. I can tell he’s looking at me for a while to analyze me. Finally, he starts talking to me. Indistinct dream words flow from his mouth as the scoots closer to me and I’m entranced. I finally take notice to his face, it's David Bowie. I don’t know how to proceed in saying anything of substance to him. All I know is that I’m drawn to him intensely. More intensely than I’ve ever known be drawn to another human before. This draw compels me to physically move closer to him. He approves with a smirk and draws nearer still. He begins to whisper dream words into my ear which let me know he’s very interested in me. So, we talk for hours about things I’m not certain of. He starts stroking my cheek and staring into my eyes as we speak about the unknown. Love is like a dream in a lot of ways, you can’t recall exactly what happens but you do know that it’s a complete emersion of thoughts and feelings. At some point we end up discussing feet and shoes. in the dream, He has small feet for a man. I begin to explain that I have never been able to find nice enough shoes for my size 11 feet. At the end of the night we say our goodbyes and he mentions that he enjoyed my company thoroughly and looks forward to seeing me again.
The following day, I’m visiting family. We’re sitting talking, I haven’t mentioned anything about Bowie, but suddenly a woman comes into the room and she has shoes, says she is an exclusive seller and has come at the request of Bowie. Shocked and endeared by the gesture, I examine the different shoes, they all look too out of my style. Then I come across one pair that look good to me. I try them on. They’re heaven on my feet. I say that I’ll take them and begin to pull out my wallet. She waves me off and says “don’t worry about it. he took care of it”. I huff a little, but my spirits are lifted. A gift. “thank you, if you don’t mind, how much were the shoes?” The woman looks at me sideways and smirks “$18,000.” my eyes bulge out. “could you just pay my car off with that?” I laugh out loud but don’t expect an answer. it’s a dream after all. Anything can happen.
Later that day, he calls me and asks me to a formal social event. I agree. the dream fast forwards and we are walking around what looks to be a museum or art gallery. I’m on his arm and we’re walking in our finery. He stops and turns to me and tells me that he interested in seeing me more often. exclusively. I smile brightly at him and wake up.
why can’t I have more dreams like this?
At any rate - I usually cannot remember any of my dreams. ever. While this was a pretty awesome dream - to wake up and have this in the forefront of my mind is... odd. So, any insights or suggestions on the meaning behind this dream would be greatly appreciated and I will give detailed feedback. thank you.
. I figured during your waking hours the emotional state you'd be in wouldn't be a nice fluffy positive one because these kind of dreams, while they can point to useful information, often make (at least me) feel like my real life is "lacking" and that is ... disheartening. The thing is about dreams is that they can be so real during the dream that when you wake up your reality seems "less" than it was before. 