Thread: Dreams of the Dorcha

1/7/2005
I've landed off the plane from America, mum and dad are there to meet me. I've caught a rotten cold. Mum says she needs to go to France, but she's going to go there and back in a day, in spite of coming back from OrlandoOkay, so why the hell didn't we all get on the same plane???
I go back to work and Graeme wonders why i'm not quite with it...i blame the jetlag, and he says he can soon put me on a plane...Meaning he'll sack me if i don't buck up!
An ex colleague has asked to use a vacant room in order to have her baby...Kelly is worried about what the Inspectors will say...In the dream, she was writing the shift plan on the board, using a red board pen...

dream two
I am walking back from work, in a heavy storm. I'm terrified of the thunder...as i walk along, i feel like the sky is pressing down on me...something's obviously bothering me...

dream three
I dream someone called Reesu falls from a tower. he falls an impossible distance until an angel of light swoops down and catches him. The tower has many steps, and the dream was gloomy.
Other Images: A resident with a twin, swapping to an upstairs room. The lady in the upstairs room moves downstairs, but leaves her photo album behind, kelly gets angry at this.
As regards the Tower dream, now i've thought about it, i think i've figured it out. It's to do with an 'emotional' situation...in that i'm busy putting someone back in touch with themselves...hence the long fall, and the Angel of light, which i think was me...

2/7/2005
I'm at the beach with my brother, we're in the sea, and we're quite far from the shore. He wants to take me further out, but i say no. There are lots of people swimming in the sea, it's very crowded.
I go back to the shore, and watch the waves wash over my feet...
At this point, i clearly remember thinking about the Goddess Aphrodite, who was born of Zeus's head, and her connection with the sea...Aphrodite? again?
I begin picking up conch shells...the sea is very calm.

dream two
Graeme is talking to an Inspector what is it with my dreams, and inspectors lately? am i trying to prove something to myself? and if so, what? in a resident's bedroom, and he is sitting on an unmade bed. I find this worries me. I pop my head round the door to make sure everything is all right.
We all get a lift into town, Me, Kelly, Jincy, and someone else, but i can't remember who...and we meet about ten minutes later in Kwik Save, without meaning to...

3/7/05
i'm driving in Florida with mum, and we're discussing my career plans. She says it's fine for me to stay in England and do my training.
In the dream, she has red hair.



5/7/05
vague images of clocks, and a connection to my father.
Also, someone was skimming stones across the sea, large, smooth stones.

6/7/05
At west eaton, a resident begins to lose her mobility. Also, sue has had a win on the lottery and buys Andrex.
A resident dyes the front of her hair orange.
Graeme has been working too hard again, and falls asleep under the willow tree.
In another part of this dream, i'm a member of a club and graeme wants us all to re enact the battle of Bannockburn.
We meet up with some of the other characters.d

2. After going back to sleep


In this dream i find myself back at Siesta Key Beach in Florida. I'm working on something, enjoying the the sun and the sand. I look to my left and i see a sign that says 'Siesta Shore' in bluey greeny letters.
I smile, thinking this is where i need to be.
I am on a very high plateau
I look at the sea and suddenly notice that the waves crashing on the shore are huge breakers. At first this excites me, and then i feel apprehensive.
I turn to my friend and say 'Look, look at the sea'
'What about it?' she says.
'The breakers...they are huge and...'
The next thing i know, one of these breakers comes and throws me off my ledge. I dimly hear the voice of my friend, who is unharmed.
I look down and realise i'm headed for the middle of the sea, nowhere near the shore, and i can't swim.
I hit the water, go under. I think about swimming but i'm too panicked to try anything. (i think at this point i realised i was dreaming, i might have been lucid, i don't know) I concentrate on waving my arms as much as i can, and trying to yell for help. When trying to yell out, i realise that no sound comes out, and i also realise that there is no lifeguard on duty.
I now become very scared, too scared to try anything, in spite of being lucid...so i concentrate on waking myself up.
Over and over in my mind i repeat: 'wake up, wake up, come on Elisabeth, WAKE UP!'
I begin to come out of the dream, my mind is awake, but my body is not responding, although i am not paralysed, because i'm trying to slap myself awake.
Half of me is still in the dream drowning, yet i know i am in my own bed, but waking up proved a struggle.
This has to be one of the scariest dreams i've had in a long time.

dreamsigns: The sea, Florida, soundless voice, lottery win, graeme sleeping under a tree, odd hair styles, my mother having red hair. Also waves coming up onto a plateau, and only wiping me off, and not my friend.

Sounds like an interesting night of dreaming!

The second dream about being in Florida with the ocean...... it seems perfect for interpreting, like a message from the subconsious or somthing, maybe someone could interpret it, looks like it has alot of important symbolism......

Your other dreams sound cool, esp the part about sleeping under a willow tree during the daytime, love to do that under the sun.

after a few days without recall

9/7/05

Dream One
Dad has been drinking again and mum is not happy. I feel responsible and i say 'I thought he'd be safe with me in England.
We later find out he's been drinking in the BlueNote...
He was also driving too fast down the Hereford Road...i think he might have been in Graeme's car again...what the? And this time i was in the car....Freud would have something to say about speed and a red car...


Dreamsigns: My father in England, at the BlueNote. Driving Graeme's car.

Dream Two
I find myself in America. Joyce has moved house, and it's bigger than her last one...lots of new kitchen appliances have been bought, some are Whirlpool, and the dishwasher is Zanussi...
Dad has been shopping, and filled the freezer to the brim!
I tell him i wish i could do that back in England.

Dreamsigns: America. Joyce. New appliances. My father filling the freezer, there'd be no point in my doing that, i'd never get through it all!
I hate the fact these dreams were so short...

The Florida dream at the beach sounds terrifying....especially the trying to wake up part. Have you been to Siesta Key? I imagine so or else you probably wouldn't dream about it...I dunno. I live in Tampa very close to there, yet I've never been. My boyfriend says it's his favorite beach.
~Selena

Yes i went to Siesta Key while i was out there, it's a really beautiful beach...
And i've never struggled so much to wake myself up!

10/7/05
I am in a Garden Centre, and someone is giving a lecture on plants which i find interesting. I talk to the leader of the group, and i ask him if plants rest in winter, and he says yes. He also gives me tips on looking after my Dieffenbachia plant.



^ i have one of these, but not this colour...i could have posted a pic of it, but it's flowers are dying off!

11/7/05
I am back in America, waiting to fly home. I want to double check my flight time, but mum says not to, cos it'll stress her out. I get the feeling that she doesn't want me to go.
She asks if i'm sad to be going home and i say yes, while trying to hold back tears, thinking my mother doesn't want to see me cry.
I then find myself back at the house, and mum is cross that i've started taking Evening Primrose Oil.
She's getting really angry, and i ask daddy if she's had her antidepressant, and he says she can't have it until we get hold of a knitting needle..
Dad can remember me discussing it.
I also remember gettting on a coach from the Airport, and i pick up a copy of Hello to read on the way...

Dreamsigns: America. Being at the airport, and then finding myself at the house again. Dreaming about discussions that i actually had in real life.
Also, dreamscape shifting suddenly. Why, when i'm supposed to be coming home, did i end up back at the house? Try to remember that if you were trying to go somewhere, and you go back to your starting point without realising, you're probably dreaming.
Also ending up coming home after all...but no flight!

12/7/05

I meet up with someone from DV. It's the end of the 'Date' if you like, and we are standing outside Fletcher's newsagents.
I ask him what we do now.
He says that we can go our separate ways, or i can come with him and be 'teased' for a couple of hours. I choose the latter!
We go inside.
I recall walking past a glass cabinet, that has a map of Ireland on it, but all the place names are switched around. I think it's weird, but do nothing about it.
We walk through the back of the shop, and up a flight of stairs. I suddenly realise it's turned into my granny's house, and i realise that she and my uncle are home, watching telly.
So i'm sneaking about, trying not to make a noise.
The stairs creak on the way up, which makes me nervous.
The whole place has a funny smell, like the windows are never opened.
My friend peeps into the bathroom and says that more soap is needed.
We go into a room at the end of a passage. It's very small and only has a single bed. Somehow we squeeze in. At first, i'm cold, in spite of the fact that i haven't got undressed. The television is on, and Coronation Street is showing.
We just stay there for a bit, and then he starts touching me, and i begin to enjoy it. Before long, he's disappeared under the duvet, and things begin to get rather interesting!
I'm beginning to get very into it, when suddenly i hear a woman come in downstairs, she has an american accent and says 'oh, look at the pretty kitty!'
I ask my friend who that could be, and he firmly tells me to 'nevermind' and i don't!
Suddenly, she bursts into the room, and pulls the quilt back , and starts yelling at him.
'couldn't wait to get your hands on someone! Do you think she's better than me!?'
I'm hiding my face in the mattress, as red as a beet, while he tries to explain things.
She storms off.
After a few minutes, i've recovered my composure, and i say 'where were we?'
He doesn't answer, he appears to be staring into space.
I tell him that's busted the mood, and he nods.
I tell him i should go, and i wonder how i'm going to get out. It's now pitch dark, and i realise i can't find my keys. it's also raining. I consider shimmying down a drain pipe, but realise there isn't one!
somehow the dream fades, and i find myself in my own bed, writing in my DJ, but it's with my biro and not a fountain pen as usual, i also go to check my mobile phone and see the screen is doing strange things. In the dream i tell myself it's cos the battery is flat.

There was also another image of me having an Asian boyfriend, and trying to sneak into a temple, in spite of not being asian and of the faith. In trying to sneak in, i almost get stuck between two pillars.

Dreamsigns: 'Fun' with someone i've never actually met. The local newsagents turning into my granny's flat. Maps that are not accurate. Finding myself in bed, but not awake. My mobile phone doing strange things.
I do kind of recall thinking about trying the finger through palm RC, but thinking was all i did, for some reason.

What is Evening Primrose Oil? And do you care to disclose which DV member you had "fun" with? or was it no one in particular?
~Selena

Evening Primrose Oil is a herbal remedy for PMT. It seems to work for me.
it deals with such symptoms as irritability, cravings, moodswings and bloating.
Hell, it was that, or Prozac!
and no, i'm not disclosing who it was...that's between me and my conscience, although they do know who they are!

13/7/05

Dream One
I'm in the BlueNote, listening to a concert. They are good, but not that good. I find myself thinking of the band i went to see the other week in real life.
Someone is moaning about tickets being expensive at £6.25, and i wonder what her problem is, and what planet she's on.

Dream Two
I'm at West Eaton, and we're having the bugger of all shifts. All the staff seem to have disappeared, and i'm trying to do everything on my own. I'm very stressed, and terrified Graeme is going to walk in, and see the chaos.

Dreamsigns: The BlueNote, West Eaton, foolishly cheap concert tickets, being alone and unsupported. Also thinking about real life events within a dream. Knowing that i've lain down to sleep, why am i thinking about a real life concert? How does my dreaming mind know this? or is it a trick?

14/7/05

I had loads of dreams last night, but didn't write them down, like an idiot.

Here's the one i remember:

I am in a large Hall with people i used to know from my church group. The most prominent person is Helen.
I tell Helen i've met someone new, and we are like glue and china, stuck together As i was saying this, i had a vision of a smashed willow pattern tea set
Suddenly my brother launches into an a cappella performance of a song, but i can't remember the song. I do remember he was very good, and everyone was clapping. I also remember wondering what the hell he was doing there, he has no belief in what he calls the 'God dude'

<-----Willow Pattern
In this dream i am very tired, and i feel like Helen isn't really paying attention.

Dreamsigns: Talking to Helen, whom i haven't seen in months. Being back as part of a religious group, when i abandoned the faith a long time ago. My brother being involved, when he doesn't believe in God or the Church, add to the fact that he can't actually sing! Also try to remember that when you wake up, you need to write dreams down, as you'll forget them!

15/7/05

Dream One
I am in America. And it seems i've been set some kind of challenge, but i don't know what it is. All i know is i have to get somewhere, walking the streets of America.
I'm doing okay to begin with, until i find i am hopelessly, totally lost.
I come to a cross roads. There is lots of traffic going back and forth, and no stop signs anywhere. I want to cross, but am afraid to.
There is a woman, in white, standing in the midst of the traffic. She has dark hair, and is slim, and reminds me of myself.
'Come on, what are you waiting for?' she says, and laughs. I feel angry, because it feels like she is mocking me.
I feel afraid, and she disappears.
I still feel lost, so i double back the way i came, and find a map, with only one place name on it, 'Church' and an arrow pointing in the direction i've just come from.
'But i don't want to go to church!' i say aloud.
I'm horrified.
However, no matter how much i look, there is no other direction on the map.
so, i finally manage to make the crossroads, and come to a Catholic Chapel.
The whole place frightens me. The tombstones are very old, covered in lichen. I find myself thinking of the skeletons that must be under them, and tell myself the dead can't harm me.
I go in. Some people turn and smile at me.
I sit down, and i'm freezing cold. I'm only wearing a light summer dress, a white one...
The clock on the wall reads 10.20 am in the morning.
The preacher is giving a sermon. She says 'And we are told that we are not the sinners, but the saints. But i tell you this: we are the sinners, we will always be the sinners, and never the saints'

Dreamsigns: Being set a challenge, being lost. (it's actually not the first time i've been lost in a dream...Maps with only one direction, a lack of choice. Catholic chapel with a woman priest. This is not possible.
Being afraid, a nameless fear. Just what was i scared of, in this dream?

Dream Two
I'm in America again, it's the MidWest. It feels like it could be Milwaukee (or that's the impression i got when i asked myself 'where am i?' and my mind said 'Milwaukee, before the White Man came'
I'm sitting in the sun, when two riderless packhorses come to draw water from our well. I'm also married to an Indian. I take no notice at first, but as they leave, i wave to the second one. It winks back at me. The horse was white.
A small grey squirrel appears, and my dog wants to chase it. I sense its' fear. My father puts it in the eaves of a cabin, and it escapes.
At the end of this 'Dream Day' i am lying beneath the stars with my husband under a bear skin rug. I feel 'connected' with the whole cosmos.




This one doesn't really bug me, i'd just like someone to define the symbols for me. I seem to have switched from Greek and Roman Goddesses, to the Native American Indians...

Hey Irishcream, love the new Dali picture btw (good choice in images).

Your dreams sound really interesting and thought provoking (esp the first dream), I’m not good at picking up symbols from dreams but I can be sure it has something to do with religion

ive never seen myself in a dream before.....

The second dream sounds really exciting and beautiful, sounds like another archetypal dream.

p.s. That Native American picture is beautiful, love the shade of purple.

Hey, thanks for your comments!
That picture is entitled 'The Persistance of Memory' and it's a tongue in cheek way for me to stop being a lazy bag, wake up, and write my dreams down!
The second dream was rather pleasant, it felt very peaceful. And it definitely felt Archetypal, maybe something to do with the Great Mother?
Gaia?
I don't know...
Someone else said the first dream had something to do with religion, but that strikes me as waaay too obvious. I think it's put there because it's a symbol i'd react to violently, ie, with horror, therefore, i'm bound to notice it!
The Higher Mind (as Leo calls it) isn't just going to stick a daisy in my path, i'd just step on it, and carry on!
I think this dream carries a deeper meaning...Re the crossroads...i have one thought. I have choices to make, and they are difficult. And no matter what way i go, i'm going to upset someone.
And maybe it's time to make my choices, talk to the people i need to talk to.
That's what the 'other me' was talking about i think, when she said, 'come on, what are you waiting for?'
Maybe i've stalled too long already.
You say you've never met yourself in a dream before?
I have, once only.
It was weirder than this.
The Native American Picture is entitled 'Sacred Circle' and i picked it due to the fact that i felt connected to the cosmos, and i'm sure it's in Indian Lore that everything is like a wheel, according to seasons and cycles...
In that dream, lying under those stars, i felt a part of it.
Weird...

The Persistance of Memory is one of my fav Dali paintings, i remember a Futurama episode that uses the same idea as the painting (fry bangs one of the clocks on a table to see if it works - lol)

I love the other image 'Sacred Circle' have to try and see if i can try and buy the picture from a Native American site.

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Its always interesting to delve into the depths of dream Interpretation. Dreams are always a good insight into the path one should take in life. I would love to meet myself within a dream, dont know what i would ask myself though

only unfortunately for me...i was mocking myself, which i hated, i hate people not taking me seriously...

About the crossroads dream....I know this may be a sort of "thanks, captain obvious" thing but it does seem like you are either facing an important decision or maybe you are afraid you made the wrong choice about something. I remember something you said earlier about previously being religious and abandoning your faith, stopped going to church or whatever. I can't seem to find it in your journal but I remember you saying something about your parents being Catholic and your brother not believing in God, and that you had (maybe) recently decided against Catholicism (correct me if I'm wrong). Seems like maybe you are feeling guilty about this, and not sure where your faith lies? I think most people have confusion issues regarding religion, especially when they are brought up with a certain faith and start to question it as they get older. That's what this dream implies to me. I sense that you are a spiritual person but are not really sure what religion/faith is right for you. (Like me, I've decided personally that no organized religion is right for me, I guess you'd call me "agnostic" because I do have spiritual "beliefs" (or ideas would be a better word I guess).
Or I know you miss your parents and dream about America a lot, has there been any pressure from them for you to move here?

There's my lame attempt at interpretation.
~Selena

My mother was raised Catholic, but didn't raise me that way. I chose it for myself, and then realised it really wasn't for me.
As to America, i want to go, i really do, and join my family. But there's a bit of me feels like i'm not finished here...
I know i'll go over there, get back with them, and probably never move out again!
The idea is to just stay and finish what training i have to do, which could be another three years. And i know by that time i'm not going to want to live with everyone again.
At the same time, i know i have to do what makes me happy. It's that time in my life, when i have to make decisions for me, and not everyone else.
But by the same token, i don't want to upset anybody, and i'm just bound to!

Originally posted by irishcream
The idea is to just stay and finish what training i have to do, which could be another three years. And i know by that time i'm not going to want to live with everyone again.
At the same time, i know i have to do what makes me happy. It's that time in my life, when i have to make decisions for me, and not everyone else.
But by the same token, i don't want to upset anybody, and i'm just bound to!

Yes, the crossroads is a perfect symbol
~Selena

16/7/05
Walking back from America, I'm walking in the rain. Everywhwer looks like it's been flooded, and it all feels pretty deserted.
I then find myself in the airport, looking at the market, trying to buy new knitting needles. I am trying to knit something for a friend, and i think i've ballsed it up..
I then find myself at work, mum and dad are there.
Mum is really upset and angry about something, she tells me that daddy has been drinking again. I find daddy in room 5, and i think he shouldn't be there working.
I frown.
Mum orders me to get him another drink, she's very sarcastic, because she's angry. 'he might as well have another one, it's not going to make any difference anyhow.'
I go the the laundry room instead, and get sheets i need, for the bed i'm making. I feel angry and upset that he's been drinking again.

Dreamsigns: America, night after night, i dream of my second 'home' My parents in room five of my workplace, daddy working there full stop. They've never looked round.
My father drinking...this is coming up A LOT. it's almost up there with the America association...seems like it's three nights out of seven, this theme comes around...

I've always felt incredibly close the the Native American Indians. I really respect their culture.

18/705
I'm in a wasteland. In front of me is a storm drain cover. Everywhere is dark and gloomy. Something crawls out of the drain. A liquid, black blob. I don't like it. It transforms into the biggest, ugliest crab i've ever seen, and proceeds to chase me round and round in circles!
It scares me a bit, and in the dream i think about posting it on DV...


I also have to beat the 'boss' of a computer game.



Dreamsigns: Thinking about DV in the dreamscape...clue that you are dreaming, pay attention!

[PRIVATE JOURNAL ENTRY]

Even though I totallly respect your privacy I still feel the desire to read this dream…..oh well I guess its private for a reason

I'm going to make all my journal entries private (i wish i had meaningful personal dreams in which i could press that button- Hehehehe).