Monday, September 14, 2009

Two Dream Fragments

Posts to this dream blog continue to be sporadic at best… Fragments from the endings of two dreams, both from the past week:

1. Sitting in a church worship service – right when it is concluding. In giving the benediction, the pastor, someone I knew in a not very positive light from 15 plus years ago, suddenly decided to go off on another enthusiastic mini-sermon. I’m sitting beside a friend who was a youth worker at the time who went on to become a pastor himself... it’s good to be sitting beside this guy who at different times endured evil from the same party as I did. I don’t remember what the man up front said, but just as I woke up, I remember him saying something about putting  “lemon in tang.” Who knows where that came from!!! 很好笑!

In the dream, I feel safe and secure as there is sufficient distance and time separating me from a source of pain and hurt in the distant past. This person was used by God . But there’s also a wise awareness I wouldn’t want to ever put myself or anyone else in the position to let this person harm again.

2. Back in the research institution I worked in to pay my way through graduate school 22 years ago. Only, they’ve relocated in a high rise building (some of the office structures look the same, however, and some offices that used to be in separate buildings have merged together in my dream). Also, almost everyone is gone as they are apparently moving out of this facility or discontinuing. I’m not a fulltime employee here anymore but only come back occasionally as a consultant… VERY occasionally. Like almost never. On this particular drop-in, I have a desk set up with an experiment or something electronic I had been monitoring  set up on it. But just about everything else is gone so I know I need to move this out as well. At one point I say hello to someone who is in another room whom I knew from 20 years ago…

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Jump-Flying into Morder!

In a previous post I described the common jump-flying dream feeling. In a dream I had a few minutes ago, I was again jump-flying across expansive mountainous terrain (not the terrain described in JRR Tolkien’s trilogy, by the way). But this time I was jumping over into “Morder”, well, actually to a holding area adjacent to Morder. And my jumps were more modest—not really flying leaps and bounds, hundreds of feet at a time, more like dozens only. My identity was not myself, but I’m sure who I was supposed to be, either.

As I approached the area, my leaps became smaller. I encountered a series of elevated wooden poles and pulleys, used perhaps as a sort of transportation or freight system. Suspended in the air, I used my arms with ease (much like jumping with ease) to move along it. It was much like the horizontal monkey bar contraption at a typical elementary school which is used to build arm strength, only much higher – maybe two stories in the air-- and made of wood with ropes attached. Anyway, as I moved rapidly along it. I became aware that I moved into territory where a few orc guards were present off in the distance so I pulled myself back over in the direction in which I had come.

I allowed myself to pass through a curtain divider crease into and out of a room. There on the other side in some trees I encountered two little boys. There were a few animals (monkeys?) hiding out in the trees as well. The boys were not prisoners; I do not know why they were there. High up in the tree, one of the boys offered me a mini-stool/chair (about 8 inches across, no arms) in which to sit which would have been more comfortable than sitting on the branches. He took the other one. He/they had a small cardboard box apparently filled with rou4song4, which was their meal subsistence there in that place. They were going to have to make it last a while ( much like Frodo and company had to live off the lembas!).

Anyway, at some point I became aware of the reason for my being there in that place… this was an advance scouting trip in preparation of a one-man rescue operation. I think the person I was supposed to rescue was the wife of the person I was supposed to be in the dream. Could have been the boys I bumped into as well, but not this trip. Anyway, the gal had been abducted and was a prisoner in Morder. However, this was only a prep-trip so using my arms I loped off through the trees/wooden suspension poles (more like Tarzan now), slipping through a curtain-like cardboard wall divider in and out through the side of a house, back through the trees, and then hitting the ground running as I started jump-flying again.

At this point it occurred to me how easy it would be to be shot by an arrow or some other weapon in the leg by an orc guard. This would render at least one leg incapable of jump-flying. But fortunately this did not happen. I made it back to wherever it was I had come from.. not a clear part of the dream. Anyway, someone made it clear to me that I had been set-up… that things were made to look like I would be able to slip easily in and out of Morder… “NOBODY slips into and out of Morder without being unseen.” In hindsight, I realized how obvious this fact was. It was just made to appear like I had snuck in and out . I knew the return trip would be much harder. As I pondered my next move for the rescue operation this segment of the dream concluded and I woke up to the sound of bird noises upstairs… It was 5:30 am.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Postage Stamp Personality

Night before last I was in the middle of dream when I was awakened by the neighbor’s chickens at 4:00 am. I only remember the last few frames:  I was visiting some friends  back in North Carolina whose child is now a teenager. I asked about their children, and they produced a series of current U.S. postage stamps – with their daughter’s photograph on all of them! Don’t know how she became so famous! That’s all I remember, but it was amusing.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Student Speech

Night before last, I had a dream which was simple and memorable in its details. Unfortunately, because I did not write it down when I woke up, I had forgotten by afternoon!

Last night, I did not make the same mistake; I wrote it down. In my dream I was asked to give a speech to a group of students. They were probably junior highers (since I was recently approached in real life by the principal of the junior high school to give speeches in Chinese and English in the fall, I guess this makes some sense).

The background for the dream was the road in front of my house, which mysteriously had all been dug up again in spite of the real-life road construction having been completed already this past Chinese New Year’s. The students were for some reason congregating there for a rehearsal of whatever ceremony was to be taking place.

Next scene, no longer on the road but in a large school building without any chairs. I gave the speech during the rehearsal to a group of bored students. No idea why a rehearsal included a speech!

The next day, the day of the event, only a small group of adminstration was there for the time the ceremonies were supposed to start. No students! So I was asked to give the speech again to a nearly empty room of a half dozen people or so standing around. As I went through the talk, the room filled up but it seemed like a waste of time since no one would have known whatever it was I was supposed to be talking about. Anyway, that’s it for this strange and depressing dream….

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Jump-Fly Dream

Night before last I had a dream of the long jump/flying variety that I don’t remember having had for several years. The details are sort of hazy now, but here goes….

I was saying goodbye to a group of 3 or 4 friends… no idea now who they were. Take a car? Scooter? How to take leave? Neither of the above. Having a fairly accurate internal compass, I merely pointed my feet in an approximate direction, and took a giant leap! I travelled hundreds of yards through the air, came down, redirected the direction slightly, and took another jump… the scenery varied between mountaintops, steep cliff top drop-offs, and urban/suburban scenery.

It was about then I discovered that my jumping ability not only helped me overcome physical limitations (jumping/semi-flying a long way) but also temporal limitations.I was jumping back in time!

I found myself running down the main street of a rural southern community which seemed to be in Mississippi maybe 40 or 50 years ago(I’ve never been there but recently been reading a few John Grisham novels). The scenery reminded me of the main street of the town where my grandparents used to have their old house in NC. But even though that’s in the south the next minute I found myself fruitlessly making no progress as I was slipping and sliding along with the car traffic over a slippery icy, snowy road in the middle of a winter somewhere. My spatial/temporal jumping ability had been rendered obsolete by an encounter with a winter storm sometime in the recent past! That’s about all I can remember from that remarkable little dream… Last night I had another one but alas the details slipped away soon after awakening without me first taking a minute to review them mentally.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Obama’s Personal Secretary!

OK, this hasn’t exactly been a blog I’ve been contributing to recently. If I don’t write down a dream shortly after I have it, I forget the details. But last night’s dream was so hilarious it was easy to remember.

I was working in some kind of corporate environment, a blend of two previous environments (one scientific research, the other private investment banking) in which I had previously worked years ago in real life.

It was my first day in a new position. In walks my boss. President Obama!. Not as president though, just as Mr. Obama. I see him outside taking a break over lunch – hitting a few golf balls? (this part is fuzzy already)

A little later, I walk back into my office and see 3 or 4 organizational charts he’s left for me to type up (his first day on the job too). I sit down at my desk, only to discover that what I thought was a small notebook computer is not. No problem. I’m a good typist. I sit down, only to discover…. I have no computer—it’s either been stolen or mistaken as another piece of hardware! No problem. Get on the phone. But I have no list of people to call in order to get a computer! No problem. Walk down the hall and find someone. But I don’t know anyone to ask in order to help me get a computer! I have no clue where to go or what to do. Although not terrified or elevating to a high state of anxiety, I am definitely nervous and a general feeling of helplessness settles over me as the dream concludes.


I’m back in high school. I’m wondering why I haven’t been heard anything about the start of this year’s practice for the basketball team,  on which I play a supporting role,  and if they are even practicing. I wonder if I’ve been intentionally left out of the loop.

This is a recurring dream I’ve experienced from time to time over the years in the past. What does it mean? Striving to stay in the know, afraid of being left of out the loop?