Dream S

"I had Dream last night...." (that's probably a quote, so I'll just call it one) tell us yours, day-dream, night-dream,or something you made-up on the spot because you wanted to feel like your part of the site:

i had a dream the other night that i was with unschoolers... it was grand the hugs felt so real so unschoolerishy. it was all grand till i woke up. but im still warm from the hugs

Okay, I woke up like 15 minutes ago to rush out here to write it down but its already fading away. I'll tell you what I remember.

I was at some sort of huge gathering with some of my Peninsula friends, but none of us could hear anything so we went outside of some sort of big porch thing. Tori was talking to me, but I coudln't hear a word she was saying. So we walked down the street a bit. And then we were talking about something, and then Jeremy, Paz, Pk and I think Brian showed up. And then we we're all sitting in the street and for some reason we had about 10 numbers embossed on our foreheads. I started commenting on Jeremy's numbers, tell hi it was good he had an 8... And then he said he didn't have fun at something, and I told him it was because he wasn't a universal slut. Then some other uninteresting details I cant remember happened and then I woke up to rush out here.

My dad made me get up in the middle of writing this to empty the dishwasher, and I was like PMSing or something so I got all emotional and stuff. Because I rarely have dreams I can remember...

Oh and for some reason the numbers on our foreheads were read fomr the right to the left, because jeremy had an 8 on the second to the first number and it was on the right side. yeah. hum...

I dream about houses a lot. I had one last night, where myself and two friends were exploring this house that led into an alternate reality. I dream about other realities a lot; houses with doors and levels that lead to different places. I almost never dream about outdoor places. I wonder why.. ~Eire

I dreamt I was at camp... sort of... and there was this hot mysterious guy following me around, and I wanted to get something from my suitcase... and someone wanted me to babysit but I wasn't sure whether I could... and then there was this part where everyone was walking around without pants on. Hrm. *grin*

I dreamt all these campers came to visit me and when I woke up I was in such a good mood! - Emma

 * Emma had the WEIRDEST dream napping today.
 * jenkitty grins
  do tell, eh, emma?
  It was like...I was a stripper and then this phone got rigged up so
if this woman ever said "I'm on the telephone" into a telephone JFK would
die, and then a balloon gave us away and then all these people were escaping
from this castle..
 * Emma is NOT making this up, but she really doesn't remember it. :P

my dream last night scared me. i don't remember the details... and it never woke me from sleep. i woke this morning oblivious, sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and then the memory threw me back to the pillows. i remember... i don't rememeber all the details. i believe i was with my family... my sister had just married her boyfriend of four years and they were sleeping in an RV. i remember being slightly terrified at the idea of them having sex... i remember going into the RV at some point with my father. and this is where the strange part occured... there was a door in the ceiling of the camper. i opened it, and crawled up through it. it was no shock to me, really. but then i found that the door led to a mountain... and not the foot of the mountain, but the peak. the mountain, it was... very green, but very very dark. the plants were beautiful, though they were under a mystically dreary curtain. there was a path that wound up and up for a time until it reached a house... i could not judge the exact size of the house, because it seemed to have many levels, molding with the shape of the mountain-side. i don't recall if i ever actually entered that house in my dream, but i know that a woman came from it... she was some sort of sage, but neither she nor i were aware of it. but she talked slowly, and i didn't understand a single word... and then she told me... she told me that things were not well with my tree. My Tree! it was then that i realized i had been here before, this was where i'd met my tree... and this has happened in another dream. i had reached the mountain top in an entirely different time, a completely seperate dream. oh, my tree... she spoke to me with eyes and i was in love with her. i... i remember so clearly her eyes and the leaves drooped down like beautiful weaves of hair... but in this dream. in this time, when the sage told me... it was no shock. not doing well? i ran down the hill and risked falling off a cliff, the terrain was surprisingly rough and jagged, as from the other dream i had remembered it smooth and bright. things were not well... and then i saw it. then i saw her. and she was a skeleton. not that of a human, for she was... superior. she was devinely different, and now on the hill lay the skeleton of a tree. and when i saw her closed eyes i wept with unique honesty, and i could barely breath... i just stood there, eyes sobbing, tears streaming. my heart hurt, for that tree... that tree represented an old, old friend from times long ago, times bright and happy, times hard to leave behind. i'm full of fear now for that friend. and then right as the dream faded out into awakeness, through the tear-lit corners of my eyes i saw Naela... the other tree i recalled. i had seen this girl before, and her eyes had been small but alert... no match in beauty and wisdom to my very own tree who bore no name. but now i saw Naela, and... she so resembled, and yet looked so alone. in those last few seconds of my dream i wondered what she was, who she was, and what she was thinking... in those few seconds i wanted comfort. i wanted her.

• i realize that there is someone on here who goes by Naela... this is just the name that came to me in the dream, and unfortunately i do not know the Naela on here. no connection... that i can see.

Last night, I dreamt I was camping. There were these Horse People in the next site, and we knew they were kind of unpredictable and if someone wandered into their site they might or might not kill them. My friend Sean wanders into their site, and I don't hear anything about him. But we pack up to go anyway. Then on the way home, my dad tells me he's dead. I just thought "Oh no... our genius child is dead," and started to cry. (Genius child was sort of his nickname for a while)

Then I get this invitation thing, but it's stapled together so I can't read it, but I know where I'm supposed to go. So I go to this ferny wet place, and climb this hill and go into this pagoda gazebo thing. This large brown-red cat with freaky green eyes comes over, and I know I'm going to be tested. The cat comes over and sits in my lap and starts purring. I hold out my hand, and the cat gently takes my finger in it's mouth and bites me. Hard. Drawing blood. I just sit there. The cat approves. Then it takes my wrist in it's mouth and does the same thing, and I get the impression it's sucking my blood. But I don't do anything. Then it looks up at me, opens it's mouth as wide as it will go and goes for my heart and I scream and stand up, and know I failed the test, but goddess I was glad I had... Then I woke up, turned on the lights, and didn't close my eyes.

That was freaky.

-marina

I've dreamt of meeting someone and feeling like I've known them all my life. They were different from any of my real-life friends, both in personality and in looks. I woke up missing their presence, believing they were real.

The funny thing is, unlike most of my meeting-people dreams, this one was specific. I knew details about this person's life that were clear. My dreams are usually vague and fade in and out; this one was constant and had a plot. I don't know what to make of it. Has anyone ever had a similar experience?

Love, Naela

• Yes, definitely. . . . I've had several dreams that were a lot like what you described. *smiles* I used to call them my "soul-mate" dreams, that word being the closest I could and can get to a description of the feeling of absolute belonging that I feel in them, with the person in the dream. Sometimes waking up is like a splash of icy water in my face. -Amy

Um..I had a dream that came true. It was cool. I had a dream that I told someone everything and felt free and the next night it happened. It was great. Now if I could just see those people again. Heh. ~Erin