memorable

Bedtime: ~ 12:30
WBTB: No
Aids: None
Recall: Medium
Vividness: High
Awesome Factor: Medium

I'm in what looks like a high school gymnasium, minus the bleachers, with a bunch of other people. I don't know why we are there, but I don't think we are actually attending high school. The only person there with me that I think I recognize is a middle-aged woman, C, whom I'd had some classes with in grad school.

I think people have sleeping bags and/or are just hanging out on the floor. There is a television at one end of the room, and someone puts on The Avengers. In the dream I don't own the movie yet, and am super excited that it's already out on DVD/Blue-ray.

Suddenly Tom Hiddleston-as-Loki is there in real life, performing his confrontation with Odin in Thor, except that Odin isn't there and Tom/Loki is facing us. He's only a few feet away and I realize, to my delight, that I've basically got front row seats. I'm sitting just behind C. I'm pretty sure we're sitting on the floor. The weird thing is that we're sitting on the stage and Tom is performing from where audience would normally be. (I don't think my dream self considered this weird, though.)

Tom is dressed pretty much the same as Loki in the movie, except he has a neck brace with writing on it, as if friends had written on it like people do on casts in school. Anyway, I feel so lucky to be there, and I'm totally feeling his performance. I actually get shivers. My attraction to him is secondary to the fact that I'm getting to see this amazing actor perform live and so up close.

Tom is gone now, and I realize that I've been resting my forehead on the back of my former classmate's shoulder. I'm disappointed that instead of enjoying Tom's performance fully and maybe getting some eye contact, I've been hiding my face. I'm also distraught about what the C must have thought about the close contact -- we barely know each other, after all. She has gone somewhere, but I decide that when she comes back I'll apologize and tell her I was tired or had a headache.

Next, I'm outside. It is nighttime, and it looks like I'm on or very near a college campus. There's an abandoned building made largely of glass, which I enter. The ground is earth, and I'm excited to see that it is littered with beautiful crystals. I'm particularly in awe of this huge quartz crystal that must be at least 2/3 my height. It is lying flat on the ground. When I come closer to take a look at it, I see that there is a beautiful, large blue topaz crystal inside the giant quartz, maybe six inches from the point. I decide that I must take it home, worrying if I'll be able to carry it, but when I touch it, it feels like plastic and I'm disappointed.

There is a cluster of topaz or aquamarine lying on the ground nearby. These are attached to the matrix, so I'm sure these are real. However, I don't want to dig it up with my bare hands, so I leave to get some kind of tool.

Outside, I meet a college girl. She says I shouldn't be walking around alone at night, though she's doing the same thing. When I tell her or she sees that I'mgoing to the abandoned building with the crystals, she says she knows it, and seems excited to accompany me. (I don't remember if I got a tool or not.) As we approache the building, however, three female employees from a nearby store are keeping watch over it, since people aren't supposed to be entering.


Key thoughts/emotions: Elated, Uplifted, Impressed, Embarrassed, Disappointed


Interpretation: I think this dream says a lot about my beliefs regarding my acting career, or just creativity and self expression in general. I'm watching one of my favorite actors peform; he's totally in the flow, and I'm feeling it as well. I'm on stage, and yet I'm hiding my face.

If the quartz crystal were the human body, the blue topaz would be in about that same region as the fifth chakra, which is seen as blue and associated with creativity and self-expression. I think it's too good to be true (feels like plastic), so I focus on some more realistic mediocre crystals. Yet I don't want to get my hands dirty, so I go looking for a tool and end up locked out and without any crystals.

My original interpretation is that I don't believe that I can really have what I want: an exciting, fulfilling career that puts me in the spotlight (the big quartz with the topaz inside), but I don't want to settle for a mundane job or getting little reward for my efforts (not wanting to get my hands dirty getting the smaller cluster).

Dream dictionary entries, however, suggest that plastic can means not being true to oneself. This would change the interpretation from simply not believing I can have a successful career to not being meant for great things , but not wanting to settle for less.

Both are pretty gloomy interpretations for a dream that initially left me smiling.

Bedtime: 12:00
Aids: None pre-bed or WBTb, but I did have two cups of peppermint-ginger tea during the day.
WBTB: No
Recall: Medium
Vividness: Low/Medium
Awesome factor: Medium

Dream 1(fragment): I found a crisp one dollar bill in a brochure folder when going through the mail.

Dream 2:I was in a school-like building with various family members. I know for sure that my sister, parents, and Uncle R. were there. I'm not sure if this was supposed to be someone's house or an actual school. The conversation was definitely about school though. Sister was preparing some kind of project and I think she needed some supplies. I was hanging out with her on some kind of loft type thing. Uncle R. was agreeing how schools were overcharging people. That tuition costs a lot and all supplies/trips/etc. still need to be paid for.

Dream 3: The Alamo was an Aztec temple occupied by Aztecs. They were being aided by alien forces. I don't remember very well what they looked like, but they were huge and appeared like slightly more life-like Transformers. One was particularly scary to the opposing forces, which retreated.

Fragment 1: I was very pleased about some crystals I got that worked extremely well, with obvious results. I think I got them from Judy Hall (author of a few crystal books I own IWL).

Interestingly, I had placed a double-terminated quartz I had once dug up in Arkansas under my pillow after reading that those aid in dreaming, and ended up having more dream/fragment recall than ever. I've slept with various other crystals over the years to no effect. Hmm.

Fragment 2: I was cutting/texturizing the ends of my hair, not even looking into the mirror, just grabbing the ends and snipping little triangles.

Fragment 3: I found out that Merlin was going to continue. It wasn't even going to be a sequel picking up where the finale left off, but stuff that happened between Arthur's death and that shot of Merlin in present times.

Watched the season finale on Syfy last Friday and was very disappointed in it as well as about the series coming to an end.

Dream 1: I was at a place that was a cross between a warehouse, a grade school, and a thrift store (IDK!). I had to help organize stuff and was annoyed about it. There was a guy who seemed around my age who owned or ran the place. I also passed by some schoolgirls while carrying stuff.

Dream 2 (post WBTB): I was sharing a dorm or hotel room with two other girls. It seemed like a school setting, and I don't know where the other girls went, but I was preparing for my upcoming audition.

The place was really cluttered. Still, I thought I should hang up my coat in the wardrobe. On my way, I passed a closet and something inside it moved. I concluded that I was being haunted.

I stopped dead in my tracks because between the wardrobe and the closet I had just passed was a mirror. I've heard many stories throughout my life of people seeing scary figures -- or even looking demonic themselves -- when gazing into the mirror, so I was afraid. But I didn't want to let my fears get the best of me and I also remembered that finding a mirror in my dream and describing my reflection was one of the TOTMs, so I proceeded boldly.

I stopped to look into the mirror, except now it looked like a somewhat distorted 50s style television. At first I got kind of scared because there was something definitely wrong with my left eye. I looked closer and realized that it was swollen (though it didn't look like a real swollen eye would). I figured it was related to the discomfort I've been feeling there due to my recent migraine.

While I was not aware of dreaming in that last dream, my thought processes before looking in the "mirror" resembled my waking thoughts more than the majority of my dreams do. Usually when I make decisions in dreams, it doesn't involve a drawn-out and coherent thought process. The summoning of will and courage in a dream is also something I don't remember experiencing in a dream before. Then again, I was terrible at recall until this year and especially these past two weeks, so maybe I'm just not familiar enough with my dreams.

Also, that last dream is my first successful dream incubation Wish it had been a more pleasant experience, though.

Dream 1: I was at a party. I saw myself from behind, and I had some sort of spiral headdress made of diamonds. I was carrying a small steel suitcase with stolen jewels to sell to the (wealthy) people at this party. Then I remembered that Gab had also described a dream like this (not true) and felt like I was a dream copycat.

Dream 2: My dad left me at grandma's house (I think my dream self was a kid). I was aware that it was bigger/had more rooms than it should. I was anxiously looking for grandma (because I was scared?). Uncle T. was in one of the rooms I walked into, and he was angry that I had walked in without knocking. He was sitting at a computer, so I assumed he'd been looking at something naughty. (My dream self seemed my current again.)

Finally I found grandma. She'd been in bed, in the first room I'd checked. I just hadn't seen her.

Next I'm in the kitchen of grandma's house with some family members (not sure who.) My mom brought in two cakes, I assumed she wanted to buy one for a special occasion, and we were testing. I think I did something very clumsy with it, like cutting it wrong, and people were annoyed with me, so I decided to have ice cream. (Saw I messy looking cake at my cousin's IWL yesterday.)

Justin Timberlake was there (mentioned a movie he'd starred in to my sister IWL last night), and he'd just made some ice cream on a stick. It was huge, pink (don't know the flavor), and dipped in chocolate (and nuts?) I started to eat the ice cream over the sink and a large chunk of it broke off (had a similar issue IWL yesterday) and fell into the sink. I apologized to JT and he said it was okay.