My goodness that WAS powerful.

All I ever dream about is snakes, and things too personal to put into print.

Oh YES I totally believe it! I knew it meant something!!!!! There's his Saturn crossing his Venus in the 8th house.... House of Hades.

It can only be averted by whiskey and honey and a good night's sleep.

'scuse me my ID is barking up a nightshade tree... HEEL boy, heel!!!

Does this count? I was mall walking yesterday. I prefer to walk outside, but only if it isn't rainy, dark, or cold. "Ventura Highway" came on the Muzak. As some of you know, that song has special meaning for me because it emboldened me to go see the Moodies in California when I thought it was impossible. Just as the music started, this dude walked out of a store in front of me wearing a shirt like the one Justin's been wearing - reminiscent of the ChiSox. He continued in front of me until the song was ending. He rounded a corner and vanished. Seriously. I was looking all around to see where he went because such things are not possible. He later appeared again, exiting the CD store and walking in front of me until he exited via Belk.

All I can add is that John gives 'bear hugs' when he wants to.

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Why am I conjuring images of the logo for Travelers Lodge? On the subject of dreams, I tend to think they are mostly just flights of fancy, though some do change my view on things subconsciously. As for meanings, I can't be so pretentious as to explain. I have had friends have dreams about me that made more sense to me than they did to them, and sometimes when I tell dreams, puns become evident. (I'm too dense to interpret symbols.)

Anyway, I had a wild dream last night. I went to a Moody's concert, and all was well. Justin was sitting on a bar stool, though. He had a silver medallion around his neck. He seemed to want to show it off. But the more I thought about it, he needed to show it off to ME? Now, this had to be a dream, because my contact lenses are not so good in real life, but the more I strained my eyes to see, I saw the medallion was really a dentist's mirror, and my reflection was dead center. That meant he was "aiming" it at ME! Then, he moved it a bit, and I saw his reflection as if he were standing right behind me. He missed the cue for the song they were playing. Ray was still in the band but on the wrong side of the stage. All the time, I was thinking ME! ME! ME! when any logical person would conclude he was more obsessed over what he himself was doing in two places at once.

lunazure said

-If one meets another person in Dreamtime, it's supposed to be important to tell that person about the dream.

--If you're having dreams that are important, or powerful, be sure to keep a dream diary. And hide it!

-I can make out seemingly real faces of people in their expressions and features I've never seen before before I drift off to sleep-usually this happens only when I am real tired before drifting off -but I don't know if they are actual people or not...so, I dream about people sometimes (often the dreams are about being in places-not necessarily people-don't like em underfoot--so why would I like em in my dreams too? lol--) but mostly my dreams are about places--scenes--flashing in and out of them-- and what faces I do notice are either blurred, or I'm not really looking directly at them because I can feel them looking at me and am not comfortable with that, or the persons are turned where I can't really see them--but when I do dream about encountering people that I do come face to face with and can see them clearly I wonder sometimes if that person is real and that person had the same dream as I did...I think about it for a while then forget about it...

--mine isn't hidden-it's under padlock and hidden key

9+2=11

I really keep intending to keep a dream diary, like this morning I woke up with what seemed a terribly important dream in my head..... "now that's interesting" and once I got up, let the dog out, fixed breakfast, brushed teeth, dressed, and went over to see Dad (the OU game was on early) I forgot to write it down. I do know the dream had absolutely nothing to do with the Moodies.... it did have something to do with Malta and Ogygia (in a book I just finished). Darn I wish I could remember. I honestly don't remember my dreams much.... . whatever is lurking in my subconscious is apparently happy down there. My dreams tend to just reflect whatever I've been reading the night before, and are pure entertainment.

It's odd I rarely see faces in my dreams, I know who people are (often by their voices), but I'm not "face" person. I do see shadows, forms and such.... hear things, feel things. Maybe it's because I read a lot, and I'm often doing something else when I run a movie, or looking at clothing and dance moves. I suppose portrait photographers would dream more about faces.

It's a psychological fact that PUNS sneak into dreams all the time! Nice job there, leslee!!! You're a realist!

In the little professional counseling I've done, you'd be amazed at the clients who walk in and want to tell you their dreams. IMHO it's very arrogant for a counselor to "interpret" dreams, so we have a habit of deftly "guessing" and pretty soon during the discussion, the client will have an "aha" moment, and the true meaning becomes apparent. They usually clam up about that point. Jung had a whole method of getting the client into "the art of dreams", painting can be much more powerful than a dream diary. But in the end, the dreams mean whatever you think they mean.

As to the mirrors, I'd refer you to the end of *Circle of iron* by Bruce Lee and James Coburn. How very Tao. Don't those medallions hang like right around the 4th heart chakra?

"The Answer is 42"

OH BTW Sphinx, I was just reading the latest Dan Brown book! I love the way he weaves the art and symbology together, quite entertaining! Two books in a row where the characters travel through Hell, not sure I can stand it!!!!

Currently walking on two legs. The answer is "Man"

Wow hard to top that. I sometimes bump into spirits (some evil but mostly benign) and for the most part, I'm able to deflect them with my spider sense. My Mom was REAL good at putting the whammy on people who messed with her ... .unfortunately her karma caught up with her. I still hear Mom walking around the house at nights.

Mostly, I'm ok with ghosts, they're a bit like bees and spiders. So long as they don't bug me, I don't bug them.

I'd react more, but my fees for counseling are $150/hr and that's cheap.

Wink at the Moon -- Neil Armstrong

I had a really wonderful dream this morning and woke up smiling. I was hanging out with (of all people) John Lennon, in some shoreline park. The details are mine, they were G rated, and I wasn't an object of his romantic interest. But John seemed a very nice person to just hang out with, we went on the Indiana Jones ride together. He had these Japanese algae balls he was arranging in a glass dish, and we were talking about how they are a pest in Japan, but very popular with the Anime crowd in America right now. At the end of the dream, he ran away and disappeared into a crowd of children. I woke up and wrote that one right down!!! WOW talk about lucid dreaming!

It was wistful..... how much John really is missed in our world, he left too soon. I'm glad he came back for a little visit.

Pam, ALL your dream topics have Jungian symbolism, but it would be really intrusive of me to put them on line. They should be easily found in a "dream interpretation" dictionary, or on line somewhere. Often even the career paths we choose in real life (for example architecture) have some "Dreamtime" symbolism.

That's cool if you dream in SMELLS.... I've dreamed music a few times, it's always lovely. Mostly my dreams are just shifting visual and spatial vistas.