No Thanks.

First dream B4 2am

Abstract.   Hotel garden sleep.  View - Game, different rolls, paths, toys.   Story.   Same echos.  Only a few know the story..... finding it, seeing it telling it sharing it.

Next up.  

Colourless potential - Seeds growth, like crystal flowering plant shapes... Tomato seed to plant, to flower to fruit again to seed.. back and forth like a timeline fractal - all crystal empty clear inside waiting for instruction/input.

Then

Journey by bus/coach to London, wired version.  Rasta types are very friendly and welcoming.

The last dream is a long one.

I'm in a 'complex'  it's sealed and controlled, it's medical and also military.  I've come in as an advocate for family, but also as a woman and a nurse.  All others are in uniform - patients are in gowns.  I don't recall my attire or body.

I go threw to the back, I'm not staff there so I shouldn't have been in the area but I'm unphased and I go to the nurse we have been assigned to tell her we decline the offer of vaccinations and thank you but please do not follow up. 

They are dismissive and sarcastic so I tell the family to leave and I will remain to talk.  I was wandering around the complex observing... staff are tired and frustrated and then it's like an end of shift/year party.

There is a table, and also a deep swampy pool in the pool is a Bear/Crocodile.   Around the table, the nurses are relaxing and talking drinking and sharing and I join them at the table and sit too.    I talk with them, nurse to nurse - about the protective role of a 'mother' science, systems and nature. 

Though I'm a nurse to animals (I think the Alligator and Bear were helping totems)  the staff and me have a common medical language.
At first many get up and walk away but a few stay listen and then more come back to join and sit around the table again.   We share a food and drink and I feel 'herd' I say goodnight and go to leave.

I return to the front of the complex but it's past closing time and the public exists are blocked now as the shift was at an end.  A military-type control the doorways and I'm told I need to use staff exists.   So I go where directed up to the train depot on the floor above.  I move threw what is like a crowded waiting room and up a strange hard to access spiral stairwell.  It's almost like scramble rope netting in a spiral fashion.  It's not easy but I clamber up and out onto the depo level.  

It's dark and open to the sky feels like a military aircraft carrier for trains might if it was floating in space. 

The train tracks are sunk into the walkway like tram tracks so the foot or road traffic can share the same surface. Huge grey hangers are to each side, uniformed / errr uninformed people are moving all over.  There are metal signs pointing to different tracks and I see one pointing for Angel and wonder why it isn't Islington too like the Tube-stop.

In the dream, I was going to see my Dad at home and was looking for a stop to Chathill - I look into my bag to find a phone to call my Father to let him know I'm home soon but as I open my bag a glass clip-top bottle of homemade fizzy fermented ginger-lemonade falls out and breaks. -   Josh alarm wakes me up. 

A Chase

Sunday 10th

A long journey north or south... Overview of a country.  UK but different can zoom above.   North is cold, ice and snow blowing down - south warmer.

Trying to view but contrast is too high, need to lower it to make out details.  A car that drives into the sea.

Monday 11th

Very early..

A new Uni/School.  Floors with kitchens, I'm looking to borrow some veg.  We are waiting for lessons/classes to begin.   Floaty guy, cowboy/shady stealing stuff to take into prisons.   There was also an outside area that wasn't properly formed yet.   Looked like there was a logo a repeating logo the shapes.

It's like a landscape that's been built in a 3D package but not textured yet.   Can see the outline of the polygons.

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Next dream was a massive chase, horses and strange hovering motorbikes over miles of dark countryside was a 2 faction scenario.   Robot walker things are around too like squashed At-At things, that move like robot dogs. 
Massive snakes, we were looking for clues to find keys and open doors.   It was fun and exciting, lots of adrenalin.   We reach a raised platform/station first completely frazzled, I comment we aged 2 years in the last 30 mins and we find this funny. 

The platform is an amazing rusty industrial thing, wrote iron that's rusting with stained concrete/plaster stuff that's smooth and stained in nice patterns.   We are waiting for a flying train thing.

(A metal puzzle/game fast like a wire track, magnetic)


The last dream is back in dream Alnwick.  I've taken a job in a bank, it's below street level but is serving food, not money.  It's busy like a bar/pizza restaurant.  Lara and Jo are there and they are waiting for me to finish up, they have bought a pizza too and we are all leaving together - half my clothes were missing so I was topless.

As we go out there is a wired thing of Madona and some guy who was a little like Ewan Magreggor in trainspotting.   One of them is crashed out/OD'd I can't recall which was crashed out now... One has dragged the other and dumped the unconscious body in the electric door on the street level and left them there for us to deal with.      It was an odd jumbled dream but seemed to fit and work.  

Disjointed... dreams and new editor.

 I've been feeling detached...  Ok but off.

I realise I should honer the detached dreams and come to find a new editor. So different space different place.

Wed 6th, May 20

Tower of electric energy.  Green, tall fizzy. Australia?  Towns and people.. Anticipation, gardening and growing. 

Thursday,  7th May.

Seeds...  Void, relay.  

Something some people don't want to do or see.  A red dragon, I fly it I am it.

Friday 8th

Main dream space, but going to Alnwick with Lara & Stew.  Going to eat and I've wrapped gifts for Ian & Stew.   We take a bus, and the table is on dark cobbled stones.   I've wrapped the gifts in 'star/galaxy paper'

Sat 9th,
Parasites on pets.
Long conversations... Astral type.   Hazy, with people from Collage. 

Clare, Lizz..    A city...  Economics  /  Earth kids / building site... then exploring how to lucid dream and go deeper....   SHIFT a mountain.

Dragon Kites & Fight Night!

4/5/20

One dream later on... it learning/school but open strange.   Stuff has changed overnight suddenly odd things that not everyone notices.     Like the washing, machine draw has gone.     Cooker controls have changed and there are now 'devises'  attached tot he cables that were not there before.

I mention it to others but no one seems to know what they are or where they came from.     My hair in the dream was wired.   It was straight then there was an inch or so that was knotted and matted and then the roots growing straight again.   It was something to do with how I'd slept, but another girl with matts similar told be it was where her dragon licked her!

In another part of the dream, I'm watching 3 Asian men on the bank of a wide river flying large dragon/serpent kites.   The wind blows in the mounts and inflates them and they hold them on wide silk sashes.   The men are dressed in temple clothing. 

5/5/20

Fascinating night!  I was feeling really buzzy before bed and knew it would be interesting.  I also felt I wanted my Dalmation Point. 

Dream dust was strange, triangular and pulsating.  

The first part was... Energy/lockdown   HOME -  Busy, reaching, channelling.  Strong, hard and soft.   Mining -  Mining in dreams...  carts/tracks and also mining data.. not sure how this fits with my other mine dreams of late.   I'd been aware but it's impossible to describe as it's not tangible.

The dreams are unusually violent and aggressive, not unpleasant or scary.  A lot of adrenalin and energy.


First dream I'm with Ian, or he's male me.  We are in an unfamiliar terraced house and it's black dark out.   Outside there is a long path and Roweena yoga teacher is next door and she's going to teach a class outside on the concrete car standing.

I have my Matt and I'm going out to practice with her and some others who are in her garden.

When I get outside 2 youngish males arrive, they are bringing a part we requested for vehicle repair - when they offer it's a botch job, it's white and not the gold we requested and they are asking full price.  I inform them it's unlikely to be satisfactory and I call for Ian... the men go down the path with the part and I leave the yoga mat and get Ian and we follow them.  The next part is in a tunnel, meby a little like a subway or underpass.   Ian has walked ahead and when I turn the corner I see him smacking one of the guys over the head with something hard.   The guy crumbles to his knees as the other guy punches Ian and a fight ensues.   I go to look for help for the first guy who's hit the deck as it looked bad.  I don't know who threw the first punch. 

The scene changes and we are back at our home.   The white part is there the white paint flaking off and it's not what we need to fix the vehicle we needed something gold.... and the fight kicks of yet again!  This time more and more people are pilling in, biker types are arriving, old looking barbarians, and then one of the original guys pops up again and he's stolen something from my elderly yoga teacher and this pisses me off so I statch it of him telling him it's wrong to take from females! 
At that point, I seem to be involved too (though I don't recall being physical myself)

We are literally beating each other to death bare fist fighting and smacking each other around the heads with anything at hand when someone sets fire to the building (possibly me) and we carry on fighting regardless as the building is burning around us lost in the violence of the moment.  ---  The scene jumps all of us together and I hear the word 'Valhalla'

I'm in an old fashioned Victorian bar, a little like 'The Elephant' from my college days, I'm behind the bar in what appears to be a backroom/lounge...  The room is full of entities sat at old fashioned tables. They are all turned to face me and are mentally greeting me....  There are all kinds of entities with all colours of skin it's a reunion - I wonder where the men went that I was burning with and my awareness pans round the other side of the bar to show the main bar room where the fighting is continuing with wild abandon!  Flying barstools, mugs of beer and people still punching each other bloody.   

Wake here - thinking well, that was wired!!

  (More of the pyramid-shaped dream dust)

Next dream...

Which seems similar in theme to the first but rendered differently.    I'm with male me and we are in a workshop where we create.

We are aware of something in the building and male me goes downstairs to find out what the noise is,  I can hear something coming it's a robotic drone but disguised as a cat and I climb under a table in the corner to observe.    I'm watching it scan when a portal opens and men come in, they are scanning and searching our creations and research.  Taking bits, I can see them open portals and dream-fasting and sharing mental images.   I don't think they are aware of me but they are.    They issue me with a summons and a warrant,  and I'm aware that our creation has been taken and I've been framed as a perpetrator. 


Wake again wide awake and start clearing... 

Use the Honi what's it....   first at other then bringing it swiftly HOME to my heart.


I'm sorry I'm'seeing' you this way, Please forgive my needing this lesson, Thank you for playing this role, I love you.  

To my heart...   Sorry for perceiving this way, please forgive me for needing this mirror, thank you for offering/service -  I LOVE YOU!

Dragon Weaving

2/May/20

Sleep didn't come was too high energy/fizzy.
The shuttle poem from 2016...

Like a shuttle weaving to and from,

The place where your at to the place you belong,
Binding your heart, with the web of the world,
bracing your soul, you surrender to whole,
enveloped with love, sharing one breath,
Uncoiling to fall, then climbing once more,
threw and in, catching the ends,
it's tangled it's angled,
it's drawing within,
I feel where I'm going, I feel where I've been,
I see into the places the what's in-between,
string or a whole? a weave or a web?
a magic embrace,
we're caught in life's net.


I need to share more, I need to open to the other dragons.

Wake a 333

More weaving, dragons people, dancers, dreamers and truth and resistance to truth doing it anyway.

I see  

Lots to bring, scary but ok...   Guardian energy.



Then this

Next  Gates...  he's a portal too, a Gate!   lol   It reminded me of the old 'hell' funpark that I couln't be botherd to wait in line for. 


Oh.... also Electric all energy centers buzzing and fizzing, when I whent for a wee I grabbed a quarts point and where ever it was was on my body threw the night was crackling. 

Ripples, Breath In Breath Out.

I should have written these earlier in the day as my recalls not so good now.


The first dream was with dogs to start, lots of them breeds I'd not met before and some I have many were breeding pairs nice looking :)

The main event in this dream was an 'advert' it was something 'set' up too look real, but was staged for attention.   It was going to be shared on social media.

The set up was a mother, dead I think.  The characters were Asian mainly female and the younger female was to cry over her mother's body.  It was odd as I was watching from above and then when she was to cry I joined her and we wept together....   the pain and the crying were real, it was the pain of every woman, the pain of the earth and her 'pain - grief' wasn't staged but very real.  'The cry for the Mama for the goddess'  - the hurt and separation was so real that it makes a ripple... a big ripple,  that spreads. 

The advert is spread and shared, not for it's original purpose but for the ripple of sadness and longing that the cry represented.

The ripple spreads out and it calls to all and they all want to 'come' and just 'be'   Thousands and thousands are arriving and more are hearing the call.

-  I woke suddenly at 444   - It had felt very real. 

Took me a while to fall back asleep and the dreams were so very different.  

First, of there are couples having sex in cars... but they are in fancy dress.   Then the men notice and are freaked out..... but the women were aware of the 'others' all along. 

Next up a fat kid, he's nekid and his skin is strange.  I wondered if he'd been beaten he has a blanket and family.  His family are playing solitaire with cards. 

A group like scouts/guides and they do stuff to collect badges.  The badges are like Startreck communicators.  Metal and glowing (Setting is like some ancient temple ruins  MAYA meby)  I've been given one I didn't know I was working for/towards. 
It's got a sort of gold triangle that has a wiggly but then an angular spiral below... the gold glows and runs like liquid fire.    Not many people have the badge I have as it's given to people who gain an objective but go about it in an abnormal or different way... and don't realise they are doing it.

Next was wired/hazy/far something about a 'male god'  -cross.. come back ????   then stuff I can't make out?


The last dream is main dream area not familiar though it's a sort of reversed flipped version of it I've not visited in a long time. 

A party, a house party but not at a house it's at a shop/cafe/arcade and it's a turn-up and bring your own stuff do.  There is a bar in the cafe, the party is to spill out into the streets.  

More and more people are showing up and the vibe is wired, many of them are 'not with it'   Unhinged, out of it or psychotic.   Thinks are getting set alight and one woman is smashing the place up as we don't have the tonic she likes.  She starts beating up people... killing them and then eating there flesh.  It's very wired.   I'm on the run... lol but I can't run, it's one of them things I used to get lots as a kid where you can't run only crawl and you can't see properly either.   I was trying to get to Irene's house (Again Irene??)   Seem to be dreaming my way threw all my Auntys :P  Anyhoo I was trying to get there.  It wasn't a nightmare but it certainly had an unpleasant vibe to it. 

Wake and sleep again....Then there just wired visions.   A mother/father deity unity and then many children who are 'defiant' and split to go own way (killing hurting each other in a journey back together again)

Should Have listend to the Rattly Door

First 'dreams' early on - underground rivers or sewers... waterways anyway, underground networks, there is a sense of a 'wash out'   'Wash threw' due.   Number 8.   If things aren't in a good place or tied down they will be washed away with the flow.


 

The dream is one that words will never do justice too it's a long 'big' dream   - all underground.   Not describable in any common reference as it's so abstract but also 'real'.

There are tracks like minecarts.  There are spaces so wide the sides can't be seen... there are rainbow sulfur pools,  swamp lakes and spaces lit by crystals and glowing liquid. 

Caverns vast and deep with honeycombed rooms.  Rooms that open into central plazas like a fantastical victorian dolls houses. 

The walls of rooms revolve and move like the stairs in Hogwarts.   The huge banks of stone walls filled with rooms are rotating and in each stone room a scene... a family, story, play.  

Between the walls of rotating stone, are common spaces almost like fairytale ballrooms, carved wooden balconies and elaborate staircases allow access to the burrow like rooms when their position is right.  High glowing chandeliers and candelabras light the gloomy earthen halls in glowing colours.    The whole space has an air of ceremony and celebration.   It was like an upside-down faraway tree.

The flow of the dream is hard to tell as I woke and slept back into it a few times.   I'd arrived via a minecart over bumpy tracks.   My first sharp focus is a cave-like room...  Like the ones carves from the rotating caverns.   My room is soft and wide and I'm sat upon a rough wooden bed with natural linen and fur blankets the room is softly lit by wall candles and a fireplace.. it's a 'hunters room'.

Opposite the bed and above the fireplace is an elaborate spooky wooden door.. a little like a loft space access to an old attic. 
The room itself is cosy and warm and comfortable on the bed, with me are 2 small boys, one a baby one almost 2, in the room there are animals as well, a goat/ moose type creature with what looks like fairy lights woven around its soft horns.  The horned creature is nosing the baby who is sitting in an old wooden cradle at the foot of the bed.

Pushed against the left-hand is an ancient carved wooden bench with a red velvet seat,  on the bench, the cat is sleeping with the older child.  Above the bench, silken party clothes and fine lace cloth are hung on rough wooden hooks banged into the raw stone wall and a large shaggy dog sleeps on an animal skin rug spread over the stone floor.

I'm observing the room when the door above the fireplace starts to clatter.  I recall that it does this, there is a 'ghost' that bangs the door, flickers the lights.   In the dream, I'm recalling other dreams of ghosts/shards/missing bits being 'noisy'
The door is normally just annoying 'rattling and banging' but while laying in the bed I hear it speak clearly... It says....   'I can take you into the earth' 

I'm not afraid of it but I'm dismissive of its approach, it's been frightening and irritating in the past and I'm reluctant to trust and I tell it 'I can find my own way'  

On retrospect, this seems stupid.....  I've had tinnitus since I was a teenager and know I have guidance with interference.....lately I've been telling it to speak clearly..... but I'm also super stubborn.    I'm kind of thinking I should have listened to the rattly door!  (Sorry door- I'll try and remember next time to come in! )  

Adamant to find my own way I leave the cosy room and two infants and head into the dark earth tunnel that leads to one of the central spaces.  

It's amazing, huge and wide with hundreds of cave rooms open on one side like a muddle of a stately home, cross-section ant farm and ancient dolls house.  I sort of realised how cool it was at the time but seemed quite intent on what I was doing and that was to find the room with my brother in.

Many of my Mums sisters were there dressed like Grims fairy tale characters I speak to them and they try to explain the tunnels I need to take, Irene tries to lead me threw but the tunnels change sizes like Alice in Wonderland rabbit holes and it's impossible to follow her and I find myself lost again.

There are giants and dwarfs but I can't work out if It's me or my surroundings that are changing sizes.  
This bit blurry as I'm in a sulfa pool, I was on a track and fell off.   The waters are rainbow and warm, my clothes are wet and the water is too hot to be comfortable so I scramble out to the side. The pools smell strong and overpowering.  The minecarts rattle past and I follow them till I find a pirate ship (The it's more hazy and jumbled as I'm getting woken by kittens/binmen)

I've lost a key and it's important.   I need the key.. There is a boy in old-style tweed shorts and braces, he's a friend.   He wants to help me find the key and we remember the sulfa pools and perhaps it fell from my pocket there (my pocket was also old like victorian style bloomers) We, me and the boy are children.  Back at the pool, we find the key, and then another...  and we jump.  

An old city, old Grocers with hand made and painted wooden shelving.. this is tinned meat time... War perhaps.  We are in the grocer's store it's cold and bare with a small window and thick stone walls.    In the store is old stuff like-  tinned meat and there is a strange painted door that goes down into a tunnel system that we use.  There is a link to the Kennedy family and something about a group linked to a  'blue scarf'  (Throat?)

Down in the rooms below the shop, is a group of kids...mainly boys and we need to find the keys I lost in the rainbow sulfa pool.  We are jumping now, the pool has the keys, and then the caves... there is an ipad so modern it can make water flow like a tap.

Then it's wired as I'm more 'awake' Merkal & facemasks, Trade Deals.. hidden tec and 'Atol'