Harvest Dreams Again

 

3th July
First a work dream..  Then a sort of game dream, playing with pressure big jumps and floating, falling like a balloon high fences we were jumping over.

Another living in London, big underground carpark and sitting on the bk of a fire engine.

 

4th July
First dream a odd world of sleeping people. A lock down of units and bases puzzles and mysteries for people awake to solve.

 

Then visually amazing dream, countryside ripe corn fields.
Old medieval hamlets old wooden signs about buildings that had faded.
I was with a guy at first, he had an inheritance that he couldn't unlock till he had 200k of his own funds first.
Then with a female, was NY Niki.  She was taking me to meet her American parents who had bought a building in this strange rural countryside.
The building was very modern inside and lacked windows, they were happy to let me look around.
It seemed to be an old store house of sorts, was to large to be a traditional dwelling.
Old hoists with big chains attached were still hung from the high rafters.
Wooden doors high up on the front wall.
We went for a walk around dusk.
The countryside was lovely, blue sky and endless golden corn fields with wildflowers and tree hedgerows.
The farm we passed was strange too, rows of massive harvest vehicles not like anything I've seen before, oddly out of place and futuristic. 
No one seemed to know were we were.
I also passed a yard filled with old carved wooden carts, they were sort of mobile live in vehicles old with metal wheels.  Small for one horse.  The old untreated wooden panels carved with birds animals and faces.

A large stocked trout fishing pool and bushes covered in purple flowers and butterflies.

I went into the dream again, an older guy telling me about harvesting stuff.

6th
1 dream at work.
A odd rocky landscape almost prehistoric, bright blue pools filled with strange huge turtles.
I had with me an orange cuddly lobster, I'd dropped it into a pool and an odd kind of kraken see creature was trying to eat it.

I was freaking out but it realised it was a stuffed toy and spat it out.
Another toy I had, a green spotty dragon toy jumped down and rescued my lobster.

 

7th
Lots of dreams, long sleep after 2 shifts.
 

A dark world, concrete. I was pregnant and being kept prisoner for something.
A holding pen with a few others, the unborn baby's father was a dr.
I'd sent a message to him to visit and test me for something, he did drawing a small amount of blood, the test was a purple plastic snap type test.
He showed me my range and risk for something, it was fine but I was dehydrated and my amniotic fluid low so he'd brought me more water to drink.

The second dream seemed to follow on from that.
Wake 222
It was odd world of gods.  The child's father was in the dream too, it was a world of goods and then lesser humans.  I was one of the humans but almost ready to ascend to the god group.

I was supposed to still do 3 things, tests tasks or achievements or something.
I had a good female friend who wanted to sneak me in anyway as I was close and once in for a while it wouldn't matter if I'd done the other things.
 She'd hidden me in a large black zipped canvas bag with some stage equipment.  I came through with a larger transport.
The intersections between the realities were odd.
Like clear bubbles in a membrane or skin.   Sort of like pimples we'd pop through...  I could see people pressed up against the clear skin in some of them once I'd passed through with her.

Wake again at 444
Was a dream about silent and quiet protest and direct action. 
I was one for direct action, most others were the silent protest.
A guy was taking me to see the conflict zone.
It was the same guy from the medi dream... I'm not sure what had happed with the baby but I don't recall being pregnant any more.
The combat area was errrr I duno, was like looking out on a lego space battle zone.
Drones and flying vehicles.  We were helping with the war funds somehow.

Next dream was bk in Alnwick, I was sleeping rough.  People all had odd gifts and skills.
I was sneaking into the school gym to use the showers there and I'd traded for a locker key were I kept what belongings I had.
At night I'd hide in an old theatre during the show and sleep there till sneaking out again in the mornings when the cleaners came in.   Was a strange environment more of a dream hub, the conflict zone from the earlier dream could be viewed through a window like portal there.