Fluffy Bats and Dragon Yum-Yums.

Fun dreams, Hazy but home. 

First I'm cleaning, it's sterile and surgical but satisfying too. 

Then dragon energy....  I see the +/- weaving and playing. 

In one I'm watching this huge 'thing' dragon...  eat smaller entities/people.  It's slightly cartoonish - and the entities are switching swapping shifting in it's mouth. 

There is also this other vibe that wants 'Adoration' and it's also trying to eat the same entities.   

It feels like watching 2 things super-imposed on each other.  But both are the same in reverse....  I can see it flicker one thing to the other like a demon/god.   Feed/surrender.  lol it's funny and amazing a god/hunger hole/fill feed/fill.     It's visually amazing and amusing..... a breadcrumb trail to the dragon's mouth where the polarity are blending and merging. 

The signs getting more and more obvious until they are just stupidly and quite painfully obvious.   :)



Next I'm a dot caught between a plus and a wrinkle!   This again I'm rendering visually... as an on/off and a drop rippling out causing a wrinkle/wave. 

Last up is just images... and art caddy filled with only blue, pink, purple pens crayons paints.   A crazy tower with outlying gardens.   A disabled guy who's a contortionist a hugely fluffy bat who is eating the flys that have come to bite me.  A window where people are flying in and out and a bunch of used surgical equipment I'm washing.   It's greasy and covered in blood sill on the try out of the theater.  Kelly is floating beside me happy that she's found a solution and only has 2 strands left. 




 

Paired Numbers Wired Puzzles

Hazy at first.   Amazing outfit, a teacher teaching magic, Lots of rooms filled with plants and a hospital prescribing ginger.

A conversation with Aunty Sheila and Uncle Eric There is a mirror in the room and I have the most amazing long white dreds that I've dyed a neon orange colour and are wound into 2 big buns  - Oh it was the back room at their house.     At one point my hair was a neon green colour too.  

Oh, Kevin too and other relatives who are all born within a few weeks of me all Aquarius. 


- Next dream is a massive stately home that is being cleared emptied and cleaned.  I'm with a male who wants me to send a letter to a 'Dowager'   -  Just had to look this up.

Dowager

A dowager is a widow who holds a title or property—a "dower"—derived from her deceased husband. As an adjective, dowager usually appears in association with monarchical and aristocratic titles. In popular usage, the noun dowager may refer to any elderly widow, especially one of both wealth and dignity.

He posts the letter in a very old fashioned postal office.   There is a food market outside the property and amazing looking strawberries but they have no taste or smell.   Monique is there and she is carrying birdhouses and hedgehog tunnels.   There is a  room with an aggressive dog tied at the door, the owner lets me enter and once inside the dog is fine. 

The room is like a very old fashioned victorian classroom at a bench at the front is a vet and unfamiliar nurse I go and talk with them.  I want to know about some very strange regulations they have been asked to adhere too and they are confused too.   They don't understand why they are being asked to follow them.

It felt like a puzzle to solve with freedoms to lose. 

Next I'm outside with 2 men.   It's humm, railings and grey stone buildings in an old style.     We are watching a recording on a small video recorder.  It's of an investigative journalist who has vanished.   They are replaying a scene of a virus found in a bottle that shouldn't have been in there.

Next thing I recall is being in a narrow corridor it's like an 80's office block and there is that wired fake ceiling and strip lights.   I'm with a very tall white male, he's early 60's in a tan jacket slightly overweight.   He's pushy and keeps touching young girls he tells me he knows I'm writing a book he wants to read it, he's leary and keeps trying to hug me.

The last dream is number 14, split into 7 pairs. 

This was the same as when I'd had the 12 split into 6 pairs.

Purple Baby Girl

First dream is a yoga group but it's an astral type of class as we can all float, tbh, the yoga made way more sense this was as it was about the focus and balance (not strength)  

As our emotions changed our density we had to keep our minds really still to maintain a balance if you felt too good you'd float off... or distracted you start to drift where your attention was.

Roweena, Roz & Kelly were all with me and a few more.
Beside it is an outdoor inn.  We are drinking a light mild ale (It felt like the only slightly fermented ale that people drank when it was hard to keep water fresh)  We are sat on long rough wood tables chatting and the ale is bottled in miss-matched recycled glass bottles that have been washed and refilled several times, we can still float and seemed to be growing food plants too.

Next bit of the dream I recall is I have made these small round mirrors and I'm giving them to people.  They have a stone/formed stone frame pressed into the stone while it was damp is a swirly pattern and the words 7year.    I called them 7-year mirrors, I'm handing them out - when I see my own reflection in them I have long white-blond very curly hair big eyes and perfect pale skin. 

- Second dream.

I'm giving birth again but neither me or my baby are human.   The baby is female and I'm outside in a large crowd/queue of people.   There are paramedic types watching but they don't interfere as I'm not like them. 

The birth is easy and I deliver the baby into my long fingered elegant hands.  She's female and her skin is a soft deep purple as is mine we have a pearlescent almost glowing sheen.    Her eyes do glow and are a deep glowing violet, I know I had long purple hair too.  

Dream Jumping Game, Late to Class.

12th

Long bike ride threw towns, county and city.  Crystalised poop that looks like quarts :P Other jumbled stuff.


13th July 20

An outdoor space, full of ferns damp and with outdoor rugs, I'm swapping them and putting down some plastic sheeting.  It's a guest house and I'm cleaning in-between stays.  (Oh like this dream)  

I'm chatting with a tall African American guy, he's early 30's with a strong American accent and he's asking about the guest house as I'm cleaning.  We are chatting and he's not sure about it but as I'm cleaning the garden a woman pops in to say thanks for her stay, she's Pakistani similar age she and her sister stayed and they had had a lovely break and rest, he seems to trust her review.

Next dream is long and very cool, it starts in a busy city, I'm chatting with someone about Trump and they want to know why people like him I tell them for some it seems to be an Astral thing, different perspective.

I'm late to a class and am jumping threw various dream worlds to get there.   Going to sleep in one dream and into others, or waking up.  
Jack is the first male me we are in a vast sandy desert the whole dream had a feel of a journey downhill, we knew the destination but the route was open to us.   In the desert, we stop and sleep into a snow-filled world I wake with my face in the cold snow.   It's busy and people are having snowball fights, throwing and kicking piles.   I make a huge snowball, I throw it and as it lands it turns into a snow dog, with a big waggy tail, the dog jumps up to play with some children and we keep moving.

Another dream world was a dragon/dino one - The dream was long so it was hard to recall all of it.   We are late so trying to hurry as we get closer there is another class going on in a dark basement room.  I sneak in an take the teacher sedative medication, as I'm leaving a young Asian girl stops me.  She asks politely if it's ok if she punches me, she wants to get into trouble and needs a reason for the teacher to be angry with her so she can completely kick of and lose her shit, I happily agree.

She's going for a gut punch and she shows me how to tense my belly muscles (It had the feel of karate I guess)   I do as she hits me we jump into another dream world.  She vanishes and I'm at the base of an old fashioned stone tower.   The bricks are grey and mossy and it's crumbled slightly.   There is a snipper on top shooting people.  I'm seeing time differently so I see people trying to escape the tower then being filled with holes and still walking for a bit before falling down dead.  

Jump again or I'm in the tower now, but I'm also in a modern elevator, the class we are heading for is at the top. 

It's purple metallic inside and I'm with Male me.   I press against him and he says not now, but it's not sex I want it's to merge.  We do this slowly it's wired he has the same bright blue eyes as me and we feel the pull of energy between us and flow of thoughts and being.   It's intoxicating we are both semi-solid and there is just this flow like energy as we move up in the elevator.   Our blue eyes roll to the back of our skulls.

At the top of the elevator is this crazy space, our teacher and 2 different obvious platforms.   
Em and another she's working with.  Our teacher asks how we can prove the multiple dimensions.   Em has built this crazy pylon thing, it's going to open portals... she's excited.  When he askes me I tell him I won't - I will rely on fiction, story and narrative and leave it to free will.  Em thinks I'm nuts not wanting to open the portals, but I tell her I've seen the AI timelines.

The whole thing was very fun :) 

Also, the dream/ scenario seems to be linked with this stuff from end of April. 




 

I'm a potion bottle??

10th July

2 dreams first is strange a dark town street and town (This isn't night or gloomy just dark sky)  and a crowded changing room, it's filled with shower with heavy plastic curtains and it's like a sports locker room.  Many showers, it's very busy and the people in there are extravagantly clothes not sports like more 40's showgirl meets cyberpunk.   I suppose it had a 'backstage' feel about it too.  

There were lots going on  -  I described it on waking as an 'Organic, finary, fractal, show!'  - Palace. 

I'm there watching and I can change myself into a beautiful victorian filigree bottle - It's dark purple glass square-shaped with a stopper and has dirty silver filigree up the corners and around the stopper.  


On a worn Kraft tag hung around the bottleneck I read 'I'm a potion, drink me' 

 

I'm watching and as a bottle, I'm appearing next to people, waiting for them to drink me. 

The second dream

This is a new house I'd moved into, the garden was like that of my main dream area in layout  (The garden I've been replanting in other dreams lately) 

It's in London though and I'm at a tube station, or our garden is....

Our garden is being used for socially distance queuing for the tube, it's wired as in the mornings and peak time I have people in a long twisty line all curled into my garden.   I think, they will spoil the grass and I look down and it's wired plastic lino.  It felt odd to have all these people waiting for their journey on my lawn!  They seemed happy though so I just let them wait :P

The house was all open plan 1 story, only really one room that opened onto this garden where the people waited at peak time!

Deep Pond and the Wrong Cups.

Oh,  I'd forgotten the first dream I had as the second was so vivid.... and then I got up and ran and now it's hazy but sort of vague.   A third was a game/underground.

It was here, as in this permanent dream space and I think it followed on from the dream I'd had last night of a 'space arriving'  anyhoo I was with some the neighbours, we were talking about the Virus again but I was also really out of it, like I was drugged or half asleep.  I recall it was dark, but I can't make out much of the detail... the writing on my dream diary makes no sense either like it's in another language! Words I can make out are 'Code, Spells, Lessons, Group and endless. 

Next up I had lovely vivid dreams.  

I'm in a garden, it's overcast of the sky is dim...  our focus was on a small pond.  It was deep in a paved garden and we (Me and 2 female friends who seemed to be school friends I've not seen in years)  had nurtured it.  

It was so full of life and for hr's we sat around the small deep pond surrounded by a small paved area the paving leads to stone tired walled flower beds, everything was damp and overgrown with moss ferns plants.  It was all lush and green.   I leave the garden and I'm in my main dream area.   I'm going to work in the cafe 'Seafarers'  and the other friends at the pond were the other waitresses.

I wasn't sure what shift I was on when I woke in my main dream house so I'd tried to call...... but as I'd not worked there in years I no longer had the number.   I tried to look it up on the phone when I asked the phone it came up in Arabic... (Not sure if this ties to last nights dream too) 

I give up and decide to walk down and ask.  When I arrive and ask what shift I'm on they tell me now and I'm happy to start.  I also recalled I'd done lots of shifts and not been paid but that didn't matter.   Hummmm   This area of main dream space.  The cafe is the same shop space but modern seaside style, like you, 'd get in a trendy Cornwall cafe, it's nice inside and the street outside is busy with people looking for Breakfast/Brunch. 


Anyway, I go into the back and greet everyone and then go back into the front where the seats are filling.  I grab an order pad and go to a table were Uncle Ken and Aunty Janet are sitting, they are young 20's-30.  I want to take their order but when I get to the table the pad is all perforated and also full, I go for another...... at the back of the counter are piles of full order pads.  It's wired I can't find a pad and I eventually find a bunch of new pads and unwrap them.  I take them to the table, It's lovely to see them.  They want 3 portions of chips on cheeseburger well cooked and 2 coffees and I write this down.   

I take the order threw to the kitchen and go to make the coffee.

I can't find cups/saucers all the ones there are too small, cracked chipped don't fit match.  So next up I'm hunting again for what I need.   The cafe is filling and Aunty Betty and Ann have come in now too (Also both dead)   I'm frustrated about not finding the pad and them thinking I'm not working.

This was wired as it tied into when I did work there and they called me the Cadburys caramel bunny!  Cause I was always chilled no matter how busy it was, they took this as me not working enough, but I was generally covering more tables and doing more as I wasn't 'flapping'.

So I go back out front and now there is a new counter filled with brightly coloured mismatched but fitting cups/saucers and I take them to to the Coffee machine...  I make the coffee and when I start to carry them out to the table they look amazing.  Not what I recalled making as they have cream and sprinkles and look more like icecream Sundays. 

Intreasting Outfits, Bombs and Performances.

6th July.
Something going crazy, like massive missiles/bombs dropping from the sky and someone asking about 'New supplies transport'   These were like shipping/transit containers all the same dirty yellow with some kind of military stuff inside. 

They need moving but it's risky, I'm chatting to an Asian woman and we know it's going to be crazy and she grins - telepathically sending me a rollercoaster 'White knuckle ride' which we both kind of enjoy. 



Odd dream with Aggy & Jack, a show/panto magic tricks.  My part was to mention old gods/heroes & Norse men?  Nielson, Loki, and a goddess who was Melandru were 3 names I was to bring up.  I'd not been to any rehearsals and the cast are a little angry with me as I'm winging my lines but I show up on time and play my part.  

I watch the curtain call standing beside a sort of cooker?  (Like a wired tall hob)  I'm with Aggy and we are cooking on stage and watching Jud & Jim who are the directors taking all the audience applause and I feel a little sad for the cast who have worked so hard.  I also felt a little guilty for showing up at the last moment with little effort.  

After the show I walk with Jack and Aggy, they are doing magic card tricks and going to magic school.  They ask me what I will do and I tell them I'm skint/out of credits.   I'll find some cheap labour and learn on the task as usual. 

7th July

Bizzar Mary Poppins type scenario with Auntys and Uncles that I didn't know dressing up in extravagant old fashioned clothing. 5.55 wake.

8th July

5.55 wake again.  Dreams were jumping around a bit with both familiar and unfamiliar places the familiar were persistent dream realms.  I'm not sure of the order of these as I recalled all on waking.   

In the first dream, I recall I only recall part of it and that was a busy car park filled with vehicles it's on a clifftop surrounded by green grasslands rolling away to a coastline with wind-bent trees.  I'd been in the car park and was heading to the coast, and need to cross a busy dual carriageway road.  I've floated up and am heading over the top of the cars where one woman in a large shiny black 4x4 hits her breaks as I startle as she doesn't think I'm high enough though she wasn't going to hit me.   She's annoyed with me and I apologise but I can't help feeling if they all learnt to fly then we wouldn't need all the stupid vehicles allover polluting.

Next dream I'm in what is like a bow and arrow shotting ally, it's been a long dream and the shooting ally is where the arcade is in my main dream area.  It's busy with mainly men (There had been lots going on prior to this that I can't recall) what I do recall is men arguing.  

I was practising bow skills and the target was very distant but it was easy enough for me to hit.    I'm listening to the Men row,  argue and boast about which of them is responsible for moving us to a more positive timeline and all of them totally missing the irony and stupidity in this.   I move out of the arcade/ally and onto the main street where the war memorial roundabout hub is.
It's all pedestrianised and I'm pushing my way threw the crowds gathered there all still bickering and I wanted to meditate exasperated I weave threw them to find a quiet spot in the centre beside the memorial and instead of meditating I start dancing.  I'm wearing almost like floaty belly dance trews I'm not sure about who or what I am top half but I dance slowly and deliberately my bare feet banging on the flagstones below, I feel my navel chakra deeply connected to the eath below. 

I notice a beautiful woman watching me smiling, she's perhaps Latino her skin is olive and light brown hair, soft and curled - she is wearing similar trousers to me and I know she will join the dance next.

The other dream was Dream here, I knew the connection to the other dreams here and could recall them (Specifically this one from the end of Feb)  I was with some gay male friends again they are laying on their bellies one of them has stunk his bum cheek on a jellyfish (or similar) One arse cheek is very swollen and we all find this hilarious.  There was also an engagement celebration scheduled - it wasn't legal so not a wedding but a celebration of a joining.  There is also a sensation of something vast, like the arrival of a space,  Also a transporting a moving of this massive space.   This is very hard to describe but was very real and understandable from that perspective.