taking from a blog friend, olivia, from olivia's london dispatches, thought i'd post about a dream i had lastnight. i tend to remember many of my dreams... altho i often forget key elements of them by late morning or only remember the ones that had no significance, so i was quite surprised and pleased w/ myself when i remembered the one from lastnight.
the dream started out where i was in some house w/ my mother and we were getting our bags packed for a trip to europe. my mom was getting ready and packed and when i asked her what time the flight took off, she said 11 a.m. i looked at the clock and it was 9 a.m.! and i couldn't find any of my clothes, especially my under garments. i was rushing around everywhere trying to find anything to pack but everything had disappeared. it was like all of my clothes were no more. finally, i started looking up in the top cabinets of the bedroom and found some skirts and tops. i started pulling things out frantically, putting them in the suitcase, but when it came to finding my undies... i couldn't find any. (and this isn't like me because i always pack days in advance!) so some major stress was happening in this dream in the beginning...
finally i asked my mom if i could use some of hers, she said yes but i decided to keep looking. (why i'm so stressed out about this particular thing in my dream is beyond me!) but, i finally found some and also realized that i could buy some when we got to our destination, but the ones i found, i started tossing into my suitcase, and then as i started searching for shoes, i couldn't find any of my flip flops!! the ones i found were really ugly and not at all what i have at home.. where these particular shoes came from is beyond me because i don't have any flip flops that look like these... but... irregardless, i started packing them.
i kept thinking that we were going to miss our flight and knowing that you have to check in two hours early for int'l flights... i knew we'd probably miss it. my mom kept saying that we'd have to leave tomorrow and i remember being so upset because i didn't want to leave tomorrow. at one point, my mom found out that traffic was really bad on the highways, so we knew there would be trouble... but that didn't seem to stop us.
when i realize that it's getting close to 10 and that if i don't hurry we're going to miss our flight, i started tossing a bunch of shoes in to the suitcase and then grab a bunch of my make-up and toss that into another suitcase... and then i'm ready to go. at some point, i realize that the man who will be taking us to the airport is my stepdad. well, i THINK it was... if i remember right, because i haven't seen him since i was 10th grade (which was YEARS ago). why he's there to take us to the airport is beyond me. and why he's made an appearance in my dream is another question i have... because i haven't thought about him in ages. it's odd.
anyway, the next thing i know, i'm at the airport, but i'm not w/ my mom. i'm there, on the plane, w/ some blonde haired woman in a tan business suit. she's paid for my flight and i'm traveling w/ her to some place, altho i don't know where. i don't remember thinking about my mom or wondering where she was... which seemed perfectly normal and i didn't question it, and then i find out that i'm traveling in business class w/ this lady which pleases me a great deal.
so we make our way to business class and there's a row of ppl behind our row and as i'm making my way thru the aisle, this older gentleman sticks his leg out to trip me. i remember looking down at his leg and then scooting past it. i sit down and am immediately asked if i want water, juice or wine. the blonde haired lady says juice. i look at her and ask if she doesn't drink. she says that she is drinking and has ordered juice. i then say, "no, you don't drink alcohol because you didn't order wine"... and i start laughing hysterically. why i'm laughing... well, i have no idea but for some reason, i found the fact that she didn't order wine to be the funniest thing.
to cut to the chase.... we take off and before i know it, it looks as though we are in the cock pit because all i see is openness, the blue blue sky and big beautiful clouds. it looks so peaceful but i remember being somewhat afraid. i can remember wondering why it looks like this from where we're seated... i can remember questioning a lot in my mind. because just a few moments ago, it didn't look like this and now all i see if blue sky and clouds.
then, the next thing i remember, the plane is flying so low that you can clearly see this pasture below us. i see yellow weeds, the green grass, the ground and there are horses galloping and i can hear their huffs hitting the ground. i can remember feeling very scared that the plane was going to crash... because all i could think about was why is this plane flying so low. then all of a sudden, i felt nothing around me other than the sound of the horses. i can remember telling myself that it was ok and not to be afraid. it was at this time that i felt as though i was in a flying dream.... not in the plane but out on my own flying thru this pasture. it was a wonderful feeling... just gliding through the air. i would pass over the tops of trees, swoop down low while listening to the horses and then glide back up.... i went back to fear a couple of times but then i would tell myself to relax and it would all feel ok.
and then faster than anything, i was back in the plane and we were gliding past these gutted out planes that had crashed and the pilot was giving us some type of tour of this old airfield. it was very strange. everything felt completely normal. it wasn't any time after this that the tour the pilot was giving was over and we headed back up into the clouds to continue on the journey.
this is all that i remember... altho at some point when i was in the plane, i can remember this rush of air coming thru the plane in front of me (i could see it) and feeling fear about it... wondering where it was coming from. i can remember the flight attendant telling me to not be afraid that it was coming from the cooler. very strange.
anyway... this is my dream of lastnight. the coolest part of it was that feeling of flying by myself in the air. it's been a LONG time since i had a flying dream... and i mean the kind of dream of where i was flying by myself w/ my arms outstretched. these are the best dreams, i think, because they tend to release some pent up fear within me and that's what it did lastnight. i even cried over it when telling my husband about it this morning on our way to work.
i find significance in this dream because of the fear that i felt .... fearing the plane would crash and then going to a calmness and feeling that it was all ok and not to fear... that i would be fine. and how i allowed myself to experience the peace of being so close to the ground and flying thru the air. it brought such a calmness over me... it felt wonderful. this is pretty important in my life right now because of some internal fear that i've been feeling... and i find it interesting how my subconscious talked me thru it and let me know that everyting will be ok and not to worry. can't get into why that particular part is extremely important in my life right now, but i will at some point later.
in reading back over this, it doesn't give significance to what the dream felt like. it was amazing... it was so clear and the clouds felt so close... it was if i could touch them. i could hear the horses' huffs pounding against the pasture... all the colors and the sounds... it was such a nice dream.
my husband had a dream the other night that he saw a ghost in our house climbing the stairs to get me. he screamed out in his sleep... i always hate it when that happens. i feel so bad for him. lastnight he had another bad dream. he saw ppl downstairs breaking all the windows of our car. he woke himself up before he screamed out.... which is good because it would have prob interrupted my dream! ;) ;) gosh, i'm bad! :)