1. I played around with two hats, one white, one black, looking in the mirror. I liked the white one better as it is my favorite color. I also had a type of hair clip (like a diadem or a tiara) that had a thin white veil attached to it. I wanted to wear it without the veil, but could not get it off. I put the clip my head on but could hear mumblings about getting married so I took it off quickly.

2. A woman showed me an old thick paper sheet with East Indian symbolism. It had lines down and across, and the headings contained pictures of figures. Each square in those lines represented a personality type with character traits and they seemed of old mystical kind. According to the picture on the sheet, I was a type of "sister" (not a nun, but more occult like maybe a white witch or seductress) all dressed in flimsy white clothes, mostly looking like a dress for belly dancers. She showed me the two intersecting lines and said their names, but I cannot remember them. They seemed to be related with cycles in nature and/or goddesses or similar, but I could not make out the exact context.

3. Had an intimate moment of cuddling with a former friend from grade school. I snuggled up real tight with her but we decided not to take things further as our husbands were in the other room. She pushed me away as I was starting to massage her shoulders, knowing already that the moment had passed. She was getting sweaty and told me it was a bittersweet moment. A guy came buy (maybe her husband or a friend of her husband) and was talking about having a threesome, as he had never tried it. I told him I had already tried it and wasn't interested.

4. We were out on the street. I was standing on the sidewalk or veranda with another guy. A woman (in our group) on a bike playfully pushed a guy on a bike and he almost fell over, but instead she fell (instant karma?) and he had to grab her arm to keep her from crashing to the ground. They were both laughing as she recovered and got herself straight again.

5. I was sitting inside on a couch and saw the smallest mouse I've seen. A kid reached out and picked it up, then threw it at me. I scorned him for doing so as I would get bit. I got bit while trying to put it outside, even though I tried to squeeze it's head so it wouldn't get to me. There was another mouse with bigger ears outside that jumped on me. I put that one back too. When I got back inside, there was a big friendly dog there that was begging for food. I petted him, but did not give him any as he was already well fed.

6. People were moving or renovating, I could not really tell. They gave me a hammer to fix an old tall dresser which had all the metal clips popped out of it. I got it mostly together, but it was really wobbly. A guy pulled out the top metal clip from the back of the dresser as it was embedded in a small part of the wood that was all rotted out. He wanted me to put the clip somewhere else where it would do any good. I found a place on the side where the wood had parted some and tried to attach it there. I put it in halfway and wasn't satisfied, but felt that I couldn't do any better and moved on to the other clips. I only finished two or three before somebody (maybe the same guy) took over.

Wow, was Nanny right or what? Group one pretty much solidifies that the linguistics was beckoning an ocean accident, and “Annoying Pier” is reminiscent of the disastrous oil leaks that happen every so often. Just so you know, we are in a major lull, but I remember last time that happened, and the seemingly lowly linguistics suddenly became more descriptive and accurate. Thus, I don’t like Group 2 either, which seems to indicate a series of explosive devices in a theatre building. Remember we are still waiting on the entertainment venue hiccup, and so now we have a clear overlap in lingo.

For group3, I have a link. Just remember where you heard it first: The NDC not only called the Ferguson protests contrived, but we did so ahead of time. This link is from the Washington Times of all places, and implicates George Soros as the man (and money) behind the civil uprising. What they fail to mention is how this dude has done it time and time again all across the globe. I’m enjoying the fact that it almost appears now like he FAILED this time! Uh oh, collective consciousness is rising too fast for the manipulators.

   


UP Words:     annoying pier ocean accident congratulations gab pizza scout theatre checkout devices building circumstances beasts party grounds suburban maintain wild nonsense belong tape organize animals cleared pops creature joining standard barrel ensure decorated elsewhere

DOWN Words:   appear oil beer smile bullets interesting snow good wave invited sun wow feed awesome cities support bear lightning mutual tar astral request icon remove alt ass generic wrapping notified awake

Intention: January Headline

At work in office bulding; ready to leave but waiting on co-workers to finish as we were car sharing. Somehow they left without me so I scrambled to catch up with them. I was not real familiar with how to exit to the parking lot so I followed some others who were leaving. Someone said the way we were going was secret or private (I believe for the executives), but I walked on out the building into an attached corridor, seemed to connect to parking garage. I could either go up one floor to the roof or stay on current floor. People seemed unsure what to do or where to go but I did not know why. The parking floor had a 3' wall around the perimeter and it was open above the wall and below the roof so you could look out. I looked out over the wall; people talking about how unusual the river water was quickly freezing under and around things (not sure why that was unusual), noticed thin ice floes moving in the river. (Didn't observe other buildings but had sense of small city or maybe office complex). Then realized no one knew where to go because of radiation or some hazard, although I did not hear any bomb. I continued to try to find a ride home. Many of us where looking out over the parking garage wall, and then felt the garage begin to tilt. With others I quickly walked to the stairs to go down. As we were in the stairwell, approaching ground floor, the heavy metal structure begin to cave in, and surrounded the stairwell, actually giving us some shelter from the elements, but blocking us in. There were 5-6 of us, mostly women, at least 1 elderly. People pulled out the food they had to share. One had a pound of sliced bacon. Someone else had what looked like salmon; she called it po or poe and said most people did not know it was also used as a food thickener. No one seemed very worried. People were wearing coats but not real heavy winter coats.

Background: this is very similar to another dream I had, slight variation. I thought I had posted it in the blog, but I don't see it there, so perhaps not. I did google 'po', I didn't find any po or poe food references, but there is a Po River that flows through Italy, including the cities Turin and Milan.

The PTB wanted to enforce people working out more. Somebody I know (maybe my dad) was there to work out with me.

I've been sick the last week or so; over the last week, I've repeatedly had dreams where I'm awake, in bed. While I'm "awake", I have no problems breathing, and everything is quiet and peaceful. My wife has repeatedly woken me up, because I'm actually snoring. I am not in a deep sleep state, because I immediately wake up, and wonder why she woke me up. I'm semi-lucid in the dreams, but don't realize I'm in a dream. I've caught myself a couple of times because I notice I'm having some trouble breathing in reality. After waking, I can totally tell the difference because I'm totally stuffed up and coughing.

At least I haven't found that I'm totally exhausted when I really do get up in the morning.

Dreamer Pat could not submit a dream, so I agreed to submit it into the DreamBase, but I can no longer submit a dream, either, and that is applicable to IE, Firefox, and Chrome. I can only get into the back end and download all the dreams. So as my designer is enduring through the coding challenges of our new site, we hold our breath to see whether the ol' DreamBase can last until the big transition.

So, here's Pat's latest sent via email:

i noticed one of my dreams was not recorded and when i tried to submit the second i could not connect. the first dream i was looking at some mountains, barren, like the rockies but i dont know where this was. of a sudden there was a horrific shaking so hard i could hardly make out the outline of the mountains. the motion was so violent i became nauseated. the second dream was a voice that said "may 20 or 22, NOT GOOD".

Another mini-lull was served up today, but the run is still poignant nonetheless. Group 1 is sure to strike fear in the city folk and Group 2 astounds me….Lightning is adjacent Electricity without the two having any resemblance in historical charts. There appears to be a generic male (almost sounds like geriatric male, or an older man) who is planning an experiment in the market place. And we also have a psychic notifying Jesus about something in the sea, which dovetails into the biggest meme of all in this run: Water Stuff (Sea, Boat, Ship, Bridge, etc.)


Yesterday, Nanny pointed out that the word “Oil” felt more like a problem with a deep sea oil rig. So check this out: Group 5 says, “Conscious careful wishing oil awakened days.” So, we have Jesus being notified about something in the sea, the water meme is overarching (i.e., those words are all moving aggressively, chaotic), and we're being cautioned about wishing for a non-oil technology. Something seems to be stirring and its quite noticeable even in a semi-lull state like we find ourselves now.

   

UP Words:     cities modify delete contest astral robin lightning electricity degree bridge box toilet move planning market experiment generic male beer psychic sea notified jesus bathroom wrapping than good ass panel square vessel often before
DOWN Words:   apart streets lucid invisible unknown boat noise sick cave nose ship picture stone shore hours hate growing gate twisted layer wallet smoking peek snow conscious careful wishing oil awakened days

My dream-contact from Pacific NW reports the following:

She had an extremely disturbed night of sleep. She kept awakening every hour, hour and a half, finding herself moving about the bedroom, re-arranging furniture that had fallen over during a large quake. She had seen the furniture seemingly come alive, as it toppled over everywhere. When she awakened each time, she discovered it had been a dream-experience. This occurred all night long, morning hours.

(SAM used for 15 minutes; intense and sweeping vibrational state ensued; but no separation observed; fell asleep.)

Hypnagogic: An image of a plastic clown "punching bag" ?

From early in the morning, per my notes: I am traveling on a dark, unknown road, in a very rural region. I decide to pull over into a motel and check in for the night. After unpacking (continuous theme), I then decide to go to the motel bar, and listen to music. In the bar, is an SOS type of group, singles trying to meet other singles. The women are artificial, loud and brash, competing for attention. On the jukebox, country music plays. I return to my room to sleep. Next morning, I awaken and begin to repack (constant theme). I hear people in the hallway, and I crack the door. They are saying a big storm blew through, and "didn't I hear the rain?". I had not, but I saw water intrusion through the roof, near an attic hatch in the room. A tall, chubby man, brown hair, blue eyes, glasses, knocks and walks into my room asking me if I had seen the island from my room window. He is the manager of the motel. I reply that I had not, walking to a separate room and looking out the window for the island. The "island" he was speaking of was a huge 12' diameter round plastic cushion, in aqua and white stripes, which he explained the guests used to "float around" on the water. I thought to myself that this "island" would surely be picked up by rip currents and carried out to sea, resulting in the deaths of all those partying on its top. Next to the cushion were various beach type chairs and tables. Cosmic Jukebox below, hypnapompic. Weird.

Hypnapompic: a brief image seen of a wet and sickly cat, black and white.

I came into an awareness and saw a white/gray cloud of energy(?) The cloud extended itself out like an arm and it was holding the earth. First it seemed like one type of energy holding the earth and then more and more were added. The feeling was that there was more and more support for the earth. Hopeful.