Thread: Burned up dreams

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1. We are the champions

I'm at the Olympics or something. I have won a gold medal for shooting although as snow was featuring, it could have been skiing!

I'm now at the end of the football World Cup and with seconds to go I am passed the ball. But the football pitch was now a high fence like joined billboards. I'm looking for a net in a gap between two boards. I find it before the whistle goes, drop the ball in and am a hero for scoring the winning goal!

Now I'm skiing again and I see daughter #1. She had won something too.

2. Confused

When I woke for the last time I expected to find two sets of notes to add to the dream I'd just had (see 3, below). But there was only one. I must have had a FA, where I dreamed I was writing about returning to the ski centre and meeting daughter #1 again.

3. Now I'm really going insane

I was back at the ski centre yet again for the third time. But it could have been the second time (see 2 above). Or perhaps I just dreamed the FA about being back at the ski centre and I wasn't there in a proper dream really. So I'd only been there the once. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhh hh...

I don't know whether I was at the ski centre once, twice or three times. I thought it was three on wakening but... who knows?

1 - It's nice to have a dream of success. For years I've always fluffed scoring the winning goal or I wake up before the final kick. I have some confidence in myself, I think, that perhaps wasn't there before. 2008 could be a good year...

Originally Posted by Burned up

3. Now I'm really going insane

I was back at the ski centre yet again for the third time. But it could have been the second time (see 2 above). Or perhaps I just dreamed the FA about being back at the ski centre and I wasn't there in a proper dream really. So I'd only been there the once. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhh hh...

Bu! You are not going insane. Your mind was trying to get you lucid, that's all.

You should do what your mind wants you to do.

hey man welcome back! I hope you had a great time! That christmas dinner you described, I bet that was nice

I will check out your dreams soon mate there are loads of them ha ha

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Bu! You are not going insane. Your mind was trying to get you lucid, that's all.

You should do what your mind wants you to do.

It was trying to confuse me. And it succeeded.

Originally Posted by mark

hey man welcome back! I hope you had a great time! That christmas dinner you described, I bet that was nice

I will check out your dreams soon mate there are loads of them ha ha

Christmas dinner was frankfurter and chips!!! Yes, loads of dreams even I haven't looked at them yet.

Nothing to report for new year's eve. Must have been the numerous glasses of Corbiere. Or the South African Shiraz. Or the port. Or....

You're all making me late!

I was due to attend a course or conference with a former colleague, J, who I was meeting at the old office.

I got up on time and part way through the journey I changed cars with "I", my former boss' wife near where they used to live. I was now on foot and I met "P", a former course director and mentor walking his dog. He said "40% of the course had passed."

I then met my former boss, "N", who said he "lost a packet on the All-Share". [note - "All Share" is a UK stockmarket index].

Next I met someone who seemed to be a mix of another former colleague C and a former course friend M. She was with a partner who seemed to be a drug addict and said to him sympathetically (like mother to baby) "are you dirty?". I briefly kissed her.

Now I was on a bus, heading towards the conference venue. J now appears and I'm worried I've made us late. We switch to a taxi and get a bit caught up in crowds heading through the centre of the city. The taxi arrives at the hotel in good time as the conference started at 10am not 9.30 as I originally thought.

I seem to be tangling two former roles here - my last office and my last course. I meet the supremos of both in my travels and talk with both. I'm also off to a conference which has elements of both work and learning. The presence of J may be because the two of us did once go to a conference together and she was indeed worried about being late (we were - the taxi had a bump on the way). The person who could have been either the colleague or student further suggests the tangle of constructs.

The two former significant people were quite relaxed in this dream and I was pleased to meet them. I also met the former boss's wife and the former course director's dog! Not sure of the significance there. And I had four modes of transport: private car, borrowed car, bus and taxi.

It's a rich dream with many parts to interpret. But I take heart that I was confident in the dream and seemed to be in some kind of control in the chaos. On the other hand, I've moved on although the presence of these significant people makes me wonder if I'm still hanging on to something.

Church of good and evil

My car had been stolen and returned a few times. Again it has been stolen. I went to the car park in the centre of this rough town to try and retrieve it. I saw some notice boards but they seemed to be something to do with the church.

Next I was in the church. There seemed to be two denominations operating there, one of which was evil (I just knew). I was forced to be part of the evil denomination as it was the dominant one and we processed into the church with others. One of the evil members was one of my daughters although she seemed to be naive about this. I kicked her as I went past. All of a sudden 100s of famous presbyterian ministers started to invade including John Knox and Iain Paisley!!! The evil denomination was ousted and the good restored!!!

I'm surprised at my car. It's my passport to freedom and if it keeps being stolen then I keep losing my freedom. Just as I thought I was getting more confident and autonomous. Oh well.
The church scene was funny. I don't think of Iain Paisley as good, but never mind. It sounds like I'm happy for anyone to save me when I'm overwhelmed.

Christmas postponed

Has a phone call from L, an old lady I know who has been suffering memory loss. I couldn't understand what she was saying although somehow I knew it was about christmas carols. She wanted to know who was going to be hosting carol singing as she is unable to do this herself any more (she used to have a carol singing evening once per year IRL). I told my wife so as to pass on a problem I couldn't be bothered to deal with.

I don't think there's anything complicated in this. L was "bother", although I feel sorry for her. Her (my) inability to take charge of something important was not resolved. I suppose I just ignore any issues rather than deal with them if I can't be bothered.

Fragments

1. Back at school. I was going out with the daughter of my father's colleague. I was looking forward to being with her, like it was predestined or something. So far we'd only been on school trips together.

2. Looking at a set of playing cards which were like "Top Trumps". The theme was baby-sitters. One of the cards was the singer Ana Free who was offering services in her native Portugal.

3. Something about low energy light bulbs.

Fragments

1. A ski competition.

2. A song by Annie Lennox

3. A female (possibly eldest daughter) proclaiming "She stole my diamond"

4. Girl from school (DL) who I never really knew well and haven't really thought about. She was in "p/w" [ - not sure what that means but that's what I wrote in the middle of the night]. I tried to keep her talking as long as possible but eventually she left and I woke up.

5. In an adult learning classroom which was like being back at school. A teacher called Mr Jones was teaching German. We were supposed to be following what he was saying in the textbook but I found this hard. I couldn't find the words at all. He was reading what sounded like a poem, in English. At the end of the 4th line, the last word was "scallop". I noticed I was sitting next to a female friend who was a kind of companion. She didn't seem to be following either. I wondered whether I could interrupt and decided that I'm an adult and could. I put up my hand and shouted "Mr Jones". He stopped, paused, and said to everyone "yes, note that's how I would like to be addressed".

Originally Posted by Burned up

Fragments

3. Something about low energy light bulbs.

ha ha looks like those Green adverts are getting into your SC mate

Originally Posted by Burned up

Fragments

1. A ski competition.

do you think this is processing from your holiday? I bet it would have been a fun dream though

Originally Posted by Burned up

2. A song by Annie Lennox

I cant comment, I dont know who she is

Originally Posted by Burned up

4. Girl from school (DL) who I never really knew well and haven't really thought about. She was in "p/w" [ - not sure what that means but that's what I wrote in the middle of the night]. I tried to keep her talking as long as possible but eventually she left and I woke up.

is this a girl you used to like? I sometimes dream of them

Originally Posted by mark

is this a girl you used to like? I sometimes dream of them

Although we were in the same class I don't recall ever even talking to her. Did I like her? Well, difficult to say. I think she was one of those quiet girls that held a kind of fascination for me (in an intriguing way) but I don't remember fancying her or anything. I do often fancy the quiet types, though, now I think about it.

Originally Posted by mark

do you think this is processing from your holiday? I bet it would have been a fun dream though

Definitely. Lots of ski/snow dreams in last 2 weeks. Only one train! Lots of school and teacher dreams as well as former boss dreams too. There's usually a woman not far away, though. That's nice.

Apathy

I woke a couple of times, each time deciding that the dream was too crap to bother writing down. No recall as I write.

ah man I know that one....same thing last night for me

Originally Posted by mark

ah man I know that one....same thing last night for me

I don't know why I get all apathetic in the night. I only regret it the following day. Bit like drinking, really

Business trip to Cyprus

The date was 10th April and I was being asked to go on a work trip to Cyprus. (Remark: just lost out on a trip to Geneva so definitely some PDP there). The trip was to be for 2 weeks and I was thinking whether I could go or not. (I work part time and have all sorts of commitments to juggle).

Anyway, next thing I was going through airports and was off to Cyprus for 2 weeks. With me were my former boss (again) and a second person who could have been a former colleague. We were now on our way to the hotel, which was a big white building with long driveway reminiscent of the Taj Mahal. (Remark: I was talking with someone about Stormont last night and it was described in this way). On the way we were held up in some traffic. I watched as a (school?) bus was emptying its content of children onto the pavement. One girl was being carried like a baby by one of the boys. I don't know where they were going.

We were in a taxi or private car and our driver said that lunch will be in a casino of some kind. He was more than a taxi river. He had something to do with looking after us. I wasn't really impressed as the casino wasn't a local outdoor kind of place - more of somewhere that visitors who want to have nothing to do with local culture would go. Definitely the kind of place that would suit my former boss, though!

Some repeating themes in this dream. The old boss is there again. I think this has to do with my discovering a more controlling part of my self recently. Also I'm off to work in a holiday location. I was in the Canaries not long ago in another dream.

Watching the children get out of the bus seems to link in with this boss stuff. Could it be that I'm letting go of some childhood constructs? Including one that has something to do with "carrying the girl" - possibly something about sexual politics I need to work on.

Lunch in the casino sounds like a waste of money. I've been thinking a lot about money lately, mainly about how much I spend and the feeling in the dream was much the same.

The date of the 10th April may be significant. The number 10 doesn't really mean much to me. It's not a number I really dream about. But 4 (April) is. Dunno if the CB mantra "10 4" is relevant at all.

you missed out on going to geniva, shame man I bet that really annoyed you and im not surprised the that this entered your dreams.

mate I get the money thing! I think its cos everything is getting more and more expensive...I dont know how much more they can raise the cost of well everything before we really start to feel it.....I mean dam even the banks them selves are struggling

Originally Posted by mark

you missed out on going to geniva, shame man I bet that really annoyed you and im not surprised the that this entered your dreams.

mate I get the money thing! I think its cos everything is getting more and more expensive...I dont know how much more they can raise the cost of well everything before we really start to feel it.....I mean dam even the banks them selves are struggling

My prediction is that we'll feel it soon enough. Our standard of living will fall and we as a nation will lose control of our main assets to foreign corporations. We're still good at oil and farming but not much else that we can do well (like banking as you say) can't also be done elsewhere.

I think it was Bob Hope who said "Invest in land - they don't make it any more".

Originally Posted by Burned up

My prediction is that we'll feel it soon enough. Our standard of living will fall and we as a nation will lose control of our main assets to foreign corporations. We're still good at oil and farming but not much else that we can do well (like banking as you say) can't also be done elsewhere.

I think it was Bob Hope who said "Invest in land - they don't make it any more".

I already am lol I dont stand a chance of ever being able to afford a mortgage until I am on 30.000 at least and at the min thats a long way off ha ha

I am glad I live in one of the poorer areas of the country were the average house prices has not yet reached 250.000. So as for owning land...thats out of my league

I think your right, its gonna be hard soon what with the new fuel price rise its gonna be shit dam this country is going down

Originally Posted by mark

I already am lol I dont stand a chance of ever being able to afford a mortgage until I am on 30.000 at least and at the min thats a long way off ha ha

I am glad I live in one of the poorer areas of the country were the average house prices has not yet reached 250.000. So as for owning land...thats out of my league

I think your right, its gonna be hard soon what with the new fuel price rise its gonna be shit dam this country is going down

Yes, you're in one of the cheaper areas of the UK. So look at it this way, if the country is going down, you won't have so far to fall

An passionate dream - about a vegetable

Only a fragment of recall and an almost unrecognisable scrawl in my notebook.

I seemed to have developed a passion for vegetables. In particular, my attention was focused on a parsnip. I recall having a strong feeling of joy and awe and wanting to celebrate this parsnip as if it wwere something/spomeone special. Someone proclaims aloud (could have been me) as if to announce the winner or perhaps a newly born child (thoughts of Raklet) "it's a parsnip". Something also about children aged 4 and 9.

Where do I start with this nonsense? OK, the parsnip could be the penis. Freud would say definitely but, hey, it's all personal meanings in dreams. So perhaps I'm celebrating my manhood???

I do like vegetables and have tinkered with vegetarianism for many years. On the other hand I see food as vulnerable. I feel like I'm heartless when I eat things (meat or veg) so to celebrate a vegetable rather than to devour it makes a lot of sense to me. In a psychoanalytic kind of way.

I don't recall the children aged 4 and 9 in the dream. It's just in my notes which I don't even recall writing. These numbers are perfect squares, if that's meaningful. I can't think of what the relevance to my being those ages could be although I may again be dreaming of my cousin who is 4 and a bit years older than me. (i.e. there would have been a time when we were 4 and 9). There would also have been 10 days when I was 9 and my sister was 4. But I can't hang anything onto these numbers or ages at all.

ha ha of all the things to be passionate about ha ha a vegetable is the funniest thing I have ever read

Although I cant blame you parsnips are incredible!