Shoshoni

I joined a womens' volley ball team. We only had three practices, when the coach decided that she wanted us to enter into these volley ball trials to get accepted into the league. I personally didn't think we were any where near ready for this since most of us had not even practiced our serves yet. The coach found a loop hole in the league rules that would put us at a great advantage if our star player was a married lesbian. I stepped up and volunteered to marry Darcy if our team made it into the league. I was not a lesbian, but I was not in a relationship and I was not one of the better players, so I figured if it would help the team, why not? It would only be a marriage on paper. Besides, the likelihood of our team getting into the league was very slim. The coach was very pleased that I had volunteered to do that.
I was not allowed to participate in the trials. If we won the trials, I would no longer be a part of the volley ball team. Our team did not make it into the league. In fact they were one of the first teams eliminated. I felt a wave of relief.

I was walking the dogs at a military installation. I noticed that the periphery was surrounded by a tall chain-link fence. We got to an area with a wide open field and I thought it would be a good place to let the dogs run. So I took them off their leashes. Shortly after that, I noticed groups of children up on the hill. They were all around the same age and I realized that there must be an elementary school over the ridge. I didn't want to disturb them or frighten them, so I decided I had better get the dogs away from there. I looked around for them and they were at the far side of the field. Good, they were not near the children. I made my way over to where they were. When I had almost caught up to them, they ran into a housing area. There were several other dogs in the street where my dogs had gone. I was getting ready to call them back to me when a black pit bull attacked Bongo. He had him pinned down on the ground. I decided I had better stay back and call them from where I was at, because the other two might also be attacked if we were in their territory. I ran a few yards back and then called them. Two dogs came scrambling up to me. They were both friendly, but neither of them were mine so I shoed them away and called some more. Another dog came up to me. I was looking up at the time because I was distracted by a noise. I clipped the leash onto the dog. There were several helicopters in the sky and a couple of airplanes. Then another airplane came into view that was spinning out of control. There was no doubt that it was going to crash. I ran to get a better view. I had to pull the dog with me, because he did not want to follow. A building obstructed my view, so continued to run toward an openning, trying to keep the plane in view, all the while pulling the dog behind me. I got one more glimpse of the plane before it was out of sight. I finally made it to the clearing, but the plane was nowhere in sight. It must have gone down somewhere behind the trees to my left. The dog was still pulling backward. This was not typical behavior for my dogs. I looked behind me to see which one it was and was surprised to find out it was not my dog. No wonder why he was not cooperating. Then, I looked around at the field I was standing in. There were groups of soldiers working around big crates. some were digging with shovels and others were trying to pry the crates open. The helicopters were now leaving the area. They must have delivered the crates. Obviously I was observing a training exercise. End of dream.

I was at a party where there was dancing and live music. It was getting late and most of the people were leaving. I stayed and was talking to one of the band members. He wanted to show me some of his experimental music, so he took me into another room and began to play. While he was playing, I noticed these round, clear glasses. I picked one up and looked at it closely. My musician friend said it had some neat effects if I put it on something made of glass. I looked around the room and saw a window. I put the glass over to the window pane and it stuck to it. I spun around to look at my musician friend and I saw several other faces. I then pulled the glass from the window pane and looked around the room. We were the only people in the room, and he was still busy playing his music. I put the glass back on the window pane and then spun around several times. As I spun, I could see several other people in the room with us. Somehow I knew that they were all dead musicians, all coming here to hear my musician friend play. Then I woke Up.

When I woke up, I had chills over every inch of my body. It was a good thing that I woke up when I did, because my dream would have turned into a nightmare. I rarely have nightmares, but when I do, they are always caused by chills. It was 76 F in my house that night, so I shouldn't have been having chills.

I had several dreams last night, most of them I can not recall the specifics of, but no matter what the dream was about, my mother appeared in them and warned me not to drink the coffee, especially if it was made using the white coffee beans. She said the white coffee beans were full of fat. She came into at least 5 of my dreams last night that I can recall to give me this warning. In the last dream, she even showed me what the white coffee beans looked like and said that the white was pure fat.\n(I have never heard of white coffee beans. But, the weird thing about this warning dream is that neither I or my mother ever drink coffee)

A girl that I had picked up hitch hiking and I spent the night in an abandoned building. The next morning she asked if I would drive her to the main road. I headed down a dirt road and came to a rickety old bridge with a pier area on it. The bridge was only one lane and did not look very safe to cross. In the river below, I could see a large, dark shadow. Then I realized it was a giant catfish. I watched as the catfish came to the surface of the water. It's head came way out of the water and it grabbed the bridge with it's legs (It had legs like a sea robin.) It was so large that it's head went right over the top of the bridge. It looked around at the bridge, then slipped back into the water. I had heard about giant catfish, but I never thought they could get that big. This fish was big enough to swallow my car!

I told the hitch hiker that there was no way I was going to cross that bridge. I told her if she would come back with me to the building that we had spent the night in, it would only take a few minutes for me to pack up my stuff and then I would find another way across the river. But the girl decided to take her chances and cross the bridge by herself. I stayed and watched until she made it across the bridge safely. Then I realized that there was no place for me to turn around at. I would have to pull into the pier area of the bridge and do a three point turn. I looked around for the catfish and did not see it. So I quickly pulled onto the bridge, did my three point turn and zipped out of there and back down the dirt road where I had come from. When I got back to the building I had spent the night in, I heard voices inside. I walked in and found a family setting up there belongings. I told them, that I came for my things and would be out of their way in a few minutes.

This was a very short dreamI was standing in the Lovingroom of the P's apartment. in the kitchen was a coke can floating in the air. I walked up to it and grabbed it. I thought I must be dreaming. So, if I am lucid, I should be able to control what I do. I flew down the Hall into Mrs. P's bedroom. mrs. P was in her bed and her daughter was sitting on the hospital bed on the opposite side of the room talking to her. I asked her if she wanted to learn how to fly. I told her to take my hand and I think she would be able to fly too. she took my hand and we flew down the hallway into the kitchen.

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This was the first lucid dream that I consciously was able to control what I did

This dream is very fuzzyI was flying above the road and someone was with me. They commented on how close I came to the telephone wires. I told them I was either going to have to get up above the telephone poles or drop down a little lower.

I was running along an uneven, wooden boardwalk that ran along the length of the top floor of several buildings set close together. Sometimes I would have to go up or down a few steps as I came to the junctions between the buildings, where there were also stairs to the other levels. It was a typical hot,humid night. When I arrived at my apartment, I slowed down to catch my breath. I put my hand to my side and it was wet. I was wearing a short cotton dress that was drenched in sweat. I would need to go into my apartment briefly to change before I continued on my way. The door to my apartment was around the corner of the building. It was the only one that faced that direction, and beyond that were the stairs to go down to the lower levels. As I turned the corner, I was immersed in darkness. I loved that about my apartment. I could look out at the rest of the city at night and no one else could see where I stood. I pulled the wet dress up over my head and off. I could feel a slight breeze hit my moist body. I briefly looked out at the apartments across the way. They did not have a breezeway, but individual balconies. No one was out tonight. Most people had their sliding glass doors open wide to catch what ever slight breeze came their way. I could hear their music and voices and see into many of their apartments. Some of them had laundry hanging up. I turned and went into my apartment. As i closed the door, something stopped it from shutting. I pushed harder and some one was pushing back. I became scared and pushed with all my might. Just before the door shut, I could see the green eyes of a woman looking in at me through the crack of the door as the light from the apartment shined on them. I didn't Know who it was, but they weren't coming in... at least not until I was dressed. The woman's voice called out "This is Saiyen, I need to get a message to Karim. Karim was someone I worked with and trusted. He had a sister named Saiyen. Then I woke up.The setting seems to take place in another country, but as the character in my dream, I am in very familiar surroundings

I got a phone call from a friend who was across the bay. He asked me to bring him a large metal cylinder that he had forgotten to take when he left. He told me he needed it right away. I looked where he told me to and found it. It was quite heavy. I wondered how I was going to be able to carry it and still be able to keep my balance. Then I noticed it was attached to what looked like a harness. I managed to get it on my back and all strapped in. I still was not sure if I could manage such a heavy load, but decided to give it a try. I pushed off the dock and began to fly over the shallow water. Because the cylinder was secured on my back and not shifting it's weight, I was able to handle the extra weight. I do not know what is in the tank, but I assume it is some kind of fuel for his fishing boat. I took off across the bay to where my friend was waiting. When I got there he asked me to stay for a while. He had some friends coming over and he would be grilling. I agreed to stay. I got comfortable on the dock. (There is not much I remember in this part of the dream., but he is only there part of the time. He keeps going elsewhere to be with his other friends then returns. At one point we all get together and eat.) While we were all sitting around my friend's cabin after the meal, a man comes up and tells my friend that he was only authorized two fishing passes and there were a lot more people using it. I told the man that only two people had been fishing, the rest were just friends that were visiting. The man left, but I then had a very uncomfortable feeling come over me. I noticed how everyone else was acting jittery and nervous. I felt that I had unknowingly been involved in something illegal and it had nothing to do with fishing passes. The last of the food had been put away and my friend left with his other friends, leaving me alone in the cabin. I wondered what was in the tank I brought over. I looked around and found the tank. When I lifted it, I was surprised to discover that it was now very light. Whatever had been in it was no longer there. I unscrewed the lid and looked inside. Empty. Then I took my finger and ran it on the inside of the container. A white residue remained on my finger. I smelled it, but couldn't smell anything. Then I touched my finger to my tongue to taste it. It had a slightly sweat taste, but it was nothing familiar. Suddenly I realized what I had done. I had no idea what was in that container. Why would I taste it! I thought of the old detective shows where they always tasted the white powder to see if it was cocaine. But I had no idea what cocaine taste like, so what sense did that make. I put the lid back on the container and put it back where I found it. Then I headed into the kitchen. I heard my friend returning and I grabbed the broom and began to sweep the floor. That is all I remember.

I entered this room and I was looking up at this very big bed with two cows standing on top. There were also several smaller animals up there, but they were hard to see from where I stood. I had come there to remove the animals. I would have no problem getting the smaller animals off the bed, but the cows were going to be more of a challenge. I couldn't carry them Like I could the smaller animals and if they jumped, they would surely get injured. (the top of the bed was about 5-6 feet high) I was going to have to set up a ramp for the cows to walk down. I was angry at how people could be so neglectful with their animals. Didn't they realize that cows need a much bigger area to graze. (It never occurred to me just how odd this situation was.) I first surveyed the room. If I set up a ramp straight out it would end at the bed on the opposite wall. That bed was a normal sized bed with a pretty blue flowered bed spread on top. I didn't want the cows to have to walk over this bed, because they could do damage to it. Therefore, I would have to put the ramp at a diagonal. I walked out of the room to look for something I could use for a ramp. I asked someone next door if they had some boards I could use and a man handed me four 2x4s that were about five feet long. I handed them back to him telling him I needed boards that were much longer and wider. I then headed across the street to find something. As I was crossing, I noticed that some people that I had come with were by the road ready to put up barricades so the cows could safely cross the street to get to a pasture. I told them to hold off blocking the road because it would take me some time to make a ramp for the cows. There was a lot going on in the yard across the street. There were big plastic things all over the yard and people were busy assembling them. I asked what was going on and they told me that tomorrow was the birthday of the little boy who lived there and they had to have all these giant plastic animals assembled before then. All I could think was what a big waste of money to buy all these animals for just one day. They surely didn't plan to keep them there permanently. There were too many of them. I asked the people assembling the animals if they knew of any boards around that I could use and they said that they didn't and they were to busy to help me look. I then remembered that there was a large board in the garage and maybe if I looked around I might find others. ( The board I remembered was from real life, but this was not my house or garage.) I headed to the garage to look. That is all I remember.

I went to talk to my scientist friend and asked him if he could help me. I told him what I needed and he told me that he couldn't help but knew some one who might be able to. This man was into trading all sorts of things. We went together to meet the man and explained what it was that I needed. The man said that he could help and agreed to do a trade. My scientist friend said that he wanted to also make an identical trade, because he could see a lot of potential for this. (I am sorry I am so vague, but the dream never tells what was traded, but I believe that it is something intangible)

The trader man goes on to tell us that we are not his normal clientel. The item that we seek is of little value to the people that he usually trades with, while the item that we are trading it for is highly valued. Then he looks at my scientist friend. "I am going to give you the corporate value for this trade" and he takes out a wad of money and counts out over $700 and hands it to my friend. Then he looks at me, "The situation is different for you, because you want it for personal use." I ask him "So how much is it for Me?" He says "That is something you need to figure out" I tell him that I will take the same deal as he gave my friend. He tells me no, you can not get the corporate rate. I ask him what a fare price would be. He said that I would need to figure that out myself. Then he told me that he would leave me alone for a while so I could have time to figure it out. I started crunching numbers. Then, I thought, if I take a few hundred off the corporate rate, surely he would think that would be a fair price. So I tell him I am ready to negotiate. He sits down across the desk from me and pulls out another wad of money. Before I could say a word, a man walks into the office. There is a very sinister feeling from this man and I shutter. As soon as the man got the trader's attention, he walked out of the office without saying a word. The trade then got up and looked at me. "Excuse me, I have to do a trade with this fellow right now. He then dropped the money in his hand down on the desk in front of me. This shouldn't take very long. He is not the type to keep waiting if you know what I mean" I knew exactly what he meant and was pretty sure that he was an example of the trader's "normal clientele." I sat and waited for his return. It was taking longer than I thought it would. Then I thought, when I came here I was not planning on making money on the deal. Why was it so important now for me to make money? So what if my scientist friend made money on it. He could really use the money for his research. I already got what I came here for. I then got up and walked out of the office. I then thought I hope he doesn't think I am rude for not saying good bye. (Then I woke up. It was 1:00 AM. I rarely have a dream that I remember this early in the morning.)

I only remember several dream fragments later that night that all relate to that first dream.
A couple of the dreams, I was engrossed in calculations.
The next fragment, I was sitting in an auditorium full of people, still busy with my calculations. I was hoping to have these calculations done by now because it was my plan to present this to the Boy Scouts during this assembly. What I had gotten from the trader would be useless until I had been able to convert it all into workable equations. And so far I had only been able to successfully convert one into an equation. There were 27 more to go. This was going to help people who really needed it, if I could ever get the equations worked out.

A group of Boy Scouts came on stage. Other Boy scouts filed down the center isle carrying gifts to present to the Boy Scouts on the Stage. They brought up whatever Boy Scout gear they had, such as a fold up shovel, a mess kit, some rope, ect. The items themselves were unimportrant. Each gift was symbolic of the help they planned to give to the community. It was a wonderful presentation and they got a standing ovation.

I was feeling bad because I had not gotten the calculations done yet to help them with their cause. Then, after the assembly was over, I went up to the stage where the gifts were still laying in a heap on the stage. I picked up a couple of the items there and on the back of each was a note and some money wrapped in twine. My eyes teared up because it was then that I realized that this assembly also represented their faith that I would get the job done. They had been my supporters since I told them what I was trying to do.

In the next dream segment my hard work had finally paid off. After all the calculations were over, I figured out how to convert them into discount coupons for local fast food restaurants. We then tacked them up on a large board in the public bath house. It was a bulletin board that you couldn't miss. The theory was that the people who needed help most would be drawn to one of the coupons. Once they were in possession of the coupon, they would get the help they needed.

I had just finished taking my shower at the bath house and was wrapped in a big, thick robe. I was curious if anyone had taken any of the coupons yet. I was very surprised to see that only one still remained on the board. I was very curious how the coupon worked, but didn't want to take the last one because surely the person who needed it would be coming by soon. I took a closer look at it and touched it with my hand. Suddenly I was transported to a fast food restaurant. Everyone in the restaurant was Native American including those working behind the counter and they were not Seminoles, so I reasoned that I was in another part of the country. I asked the girl standing in line in front of me what state we were in. She turned around and looked me up and down, then looked at me like I was crazy then turned back around without answering me. There were only two people ahead of me in line, so I thought I'd better order something so I don't look even more out of place. I reached for my pocket to see how much money I had on me and realized I was still in my bath robe. I didn't have any money. and the coupon for this place was still hanging on the bath house bulletin board. I spoke to the girl in front of me again. "I really need to know, what state are we in? Is this Oklahoma?" This time the girl didn't even turn around. I looked around me and realized that I was no longer in the fast food restaurant. The wall that had been to my right, was now a counter. On top of it were several pairs of moccasins and some leather boots. I was immediately attracted to a pair of turquoise moccasins. I picked them up and looked at the bottoms. These were not ordinary moccasins. Instead of plain leather bottoms, these had a bunch small black rocks lined up to form the sole. I could tell that the rocks were very hard, maybe obsidian or volcanic rock. I thought back to when I had a pair of moccasins as a kid and how fast the soles wore out. Then I thought to myself, the soles of this pair would never wear out. The man behind the counter asked me if he could help me. I quickly put the moccasins back and told him I was just looking. I knew I couldn't buy them no matter how much I liked them. I had not money on me. The man then looked me in the eye and said "We can work out a deal if you decide you really want them."

I had a restless sleep last night and my dreams were busy dreams that lacked the vividness of my normal dreams.

There was a toddler standing next to me with a load in his diapers and poop streaming down both legs. I picked him up, brought him in the bathroom and gave him a bath. I then cleaned up the bathroom. When I looked back down at him, he had already messed those diapers and it was starting to leak out of the sides. I gave him another bath. When I finished, I realized I did not have a change of clothes or a diaper in the bathroom with me. I placed him on the floor where he would be safe and went to get the clothes and diaper. When I returned, he was covered in mud. I had no idea where he had gotten into the mud, but I gave him yet another bath. After I dried him off, I decided not to put another change of clothes on him. I just put a clean diaper on him and placed him in a chair beside another toddler.

I had just finished walking five dogs. We had a tradition that after the walk, I would line the dogs up, remove their leashes and have them race to the house. The dogs loved this. My friend would be waiting at the door to let them in. So I was in the park a little ways from the house. I had taken the leashes off the dogs and lined them up, then released them. I bent down to pick up the leashes and I heard some dogs fighting. I looked up and to my surprise, there were about 50 dogs in the street. I ran over to where the dogs were fighting because one of them looked like one of my dogs, but as I got closer, I realized that it was a different dog with similar markings. I saw another dog that looked like one of mine and again when I approached it, I realized it belonged to someone else. This went on for a while as I slowly made it back to the house. When I finally made it to the house, all five dogs and my friend were waiting for me. Apparently they had all run strait home without an incident and my friend was wondering what was taking me so long.

I was at college orientation. They put us 3 to a room. The other two ladies I shared the room with were also older than the average college student, so it was a good match.
There was a small group among us that were in a special program. If their names were chosen, they would leave halfway through orientation and head to a new college. A girl that I had made friends with was among them and her name was announced at dinner. The next morning she was already gone. I got a phone call from her. She was at the airport waiting to board and felt bad that she wasn't able to say good bye. I asked her where she was going and she said to the new Key Academy. I asked where that was and she told me it was in the Florida Keys (I think Siesta Key?) She told me it was a new military academy that had just opened up. I asked what branch it was and she told me all branches. "Then what branch are you going into?" "I don't know yet." "We do not have to decide until halfway through the program." "What state are you from?" She said "Connecticut" Then, I know you are going to enjoy the weather down there. (I woke up several times this morning, and I ended up continuing the dream) All I remember is it was later in time and I was on my way to the Florida Keys to visit her.) This dream was influenced by the fact that the day before We received my son's welcome packet for college.

A man had been after me for a long time since he discovered that I could fry. To avoid his detection, I moved far away to a small village in another country. I limited my flying to night time, when it would be less likely to be detected. That evening, I saw him in town, but he had not noticed me. I thought that if I layed low, he would not notice me and would soon leave the area in search of me elsewhere. I would not fly again until I was sure he was long gone. I slipped past the man, who was preoccupied talking to some locals. I took the stairs on the side of the large Inn. They led to a large porch on the back side of the Inn about three stories up. This would be a great place to hang out. Very few people came back here in the evenings. There were several hammocks that hung along the length of this grand porch, which the guests could use. I got into one of the hammocks and made myself comfortable. A little while later, I heard some girls approaching. I wrapped the hammock around me and turned my face toward the building, hoping I would go unnoticed. But, no luck! One of the girls came up to me and shouted excitedly to the other two "La Mujer Mariposa!" My nemesis had really gotten smart this time. He took the myths and beliefs of the villagers and used it to his advantage. Now everyone in the village would be looking for "La Mujer Mariposa". The girl's shouting had gotten the attention of others and I could hear them running up the stairs. I had no choice but to fly away or I would be captured. I sprang from the hammock and leaped off the porch, flying into the night. The three girls watched in delight. I knew this was only a temporary solution, which would probably lead to my capture. Now that they had witnessed my flight, the whole village would be searching for me. I found a building under construction and landed there in the shadows. Soon I could see people everywhere in search of me. The flashlights were moving in all directions. That is all I remember.

I only remember parts of my dreams from last night. I and a few friends went to a new place to camp for a few days. I noticed some very unique animals there, both in the water, on land and in the air. They looked just like animals I was used to, but their behaviors were very different than expected. ( Unfortunately, I can not remember most of the animals I encountered. ) Just before sunset, I looked up at some birds flying by. There were two large birds and 3 much smaller birds harassing them. That is a common enough sight. But then the small birds formed a triangle around the two large birds. The small bird at the top had a flashing red light coming from his beak. I was curious about this and asked a local girl to explain what I had just seen. She told me what species of bird they were and explained that when the top bird's red light was blinking, the small birds had total mind control over the birds within the triangle.

(My dogs woke me up to go out. After I returned to bed, I continued with my dream)
Anyone from the outside that came to visit this place had to have an exit interview before they were allowed to leave. I was sitting in the waiting room, waiting for my interview. It was packed and I had been waiting for a long time. I was getting quite bored. I was looking around the room for something to occupy my time. There were no magazines laying around. Then I thought, I wonder if my powers work in this place. I have the ability to move small objects with my mind, but only some of the time. I looked around for something to try it out on, but all I could see were chairs with people in them. I did not want to draw attention to myself, so I looked up at the ceiling in thought. All along the edges of the ceiling were a bunch of plaster faces. I definitely couldn't move one of these because they were attached to the ceiling, but I decided to concentrate on one of these curious faces anyway. After a few minutes, the face began to open it's mouth, much to my surprise. Then it's cheeks got very big, it looked directly at me and began to blow air at me and make this weird noise. By then evry one in the room's attention was on me and the plaster face. I could see into the office behind the receptionist and there was quite a stir going on there. Then the receptionist called my name. I walked up to the window were he sat. He said in a menacing voice "You read people's minds?" "no" I said "I do not have the ability to read anyone's mind" Which was in fact true. I had a very bad feeling about this. I saw two large men behind the receptionist making their way to the waiting room door. I decided it was time to get out of there and fled out the front door. I ran to where I had parked the car. My car was automatic and started as soon as I got in. But it didn't get very far because the way was blocked. I told it to go the other way, but that way was blocked too. So I got out of the car and ran off to try to find my friends. That is all I remember.