Dreamblog – The Bear Hug

I was out in the back yard with someone.  We were looking at the bees that seemed to be stuck in the yard because they were too dumb to fly OVER the wooden fence.  They would fly into the fence and let out a little scream as they bashed their head against the wood.

Suddenly a large brown bear came running down the street and jumped over the fence and up into the tree.  I was obviously freaked out.  He climbed down from the tree and slowly approached me.  I knew that you are not supposed to run from a bear so I stood still and said, “Help me!” to the person there with me who went inside the house.

I stood my ground and the bear came up to me and asked if he could hug me.  I said Yes.  He took me in his arms and I was still freaked out.  I felt strange just standing there so I asked him if I could hug him back.  He said Yes so I put my arms around him too.  He was furry and hot but it felt so good that we both stood there hugging for a long time.

He finally let go, turned and jumped back over the fence.  The person I was with came out of the house with a gun.  He wanted to hunt the bear down.  I pleaded with him to leave the bear alone.



Dreamblog – Brother Zombie

I was sleeping when I was awoken by my brother coming into my room and lying on the bed.  I asked him what he was doing but he didn’t respond.  I poked him and asked him again.  He seemed to be dead.  I freaked out.  I tried to yell, “Get out” but my mouth wouldn’t move.  I could only breath out hard trying to make my lips move.

He finally got up and walked over the to corner of the room like a zombie and stood nose to the wall.  He still wouldn’t respond or move and I couldn’t speak or yell.  I finally woke up and immediately turned on the lamp to make sure it wasn’t real.  Of course he wasn’t in the room with me.  I live alone.

I sure have a lot of dreams about my brother being dead.  I wonder what it means. I barely know him and hardly ever see him.  This is the third one that I have blogged about.  Very weird.

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Dreamblog – My Squirrelfriend

I was lying in bet this morning when a squirrel jumped up on me.  I held out my finger for him to sniff like one would do with a dog or cat.  He bit me gently with his teeth and held my finger in a gesture of wildness.  It did not hurt or break the skin.  I let him hold my finger as a gesture of gentleness.   He let go and I stroked his back.

I got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen with him scrambling along with me.  The kitchen became my grandmother’s kitchen somehow.  I was looking for something to feed him.  All I could find was a glass cookie jar with what looked like Trix inside but they were about half the size of the well-known cereal.  I took the glass lid off the jar and the Trix flew out over my shoulder and landed on the floor near the table.

I started to clean up the mess and the squirrel had stuffed his cheeks with as much as he could.   I woke up.

I’ve always wanted a squirrel for a friend.  I always talk to the squirrels outside in my yard and offer them stuff but they always run away.  Unfortunate for both of us.  We could offer each other so much happiness.


Dreamblog – Stranded on Mars

I found myself on Mars with an acquaintance.  I knew it wasn’t the moon but it was even closer to the Earth than the moon is.  We could see Africa and I recognized the Sahara Desert.

As we wandered around we came upon what looked like a bunch of dead people.  There was a group of emaciated bodies sitting in a circle.  Their eyes were open but they didn’t move.  Their skin was burned and shiny so I was sure they were dead.  As I got closer they started moving.  They had been sitting there so long that they were not even seeing anymore. Our presence snapped them out of their trance.

We told them about how our spacecraft lifted off by itself after we got out.  We were stranded there just like them.

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Dreamblog – The Jewish Party

I was at my brother’s house where he raised fish for sale.  I was helping him feed the fish and take care of the tanks.  There was one tank that I just finished feeding when I noticed a sign that said do not feed, religious fish.  Meaning the fish were not supposed to eat in order to stay kosher or something.

I was hoping nobody would notice but his wife came along and started picking the food off the surface of the water.  My brother was furious with me for ruining the whole tank of fish.  I felt like an idiot.

A lot of people started arriving and it turned into a party.  It was obviously a Jewish celebration with the music and dancing.  I was walking through the kitchen when I found a man and his wife following me.  The man put his hand in my back pocket and followed me as I walked.  I figured it was some kind of weird Jewish custom so I didn’t totally freak out.  It was still very bizarre.

I’m not Jewish and only know one Jewish person.  I kind of like the Jewish people because they are so family oriented and have customs and traditions.  I have nothing.  I never know what my dreams will turn up.



Dreamblog – My Brother’s Suicide

vcmtrkWarning: Disturbing.

My brother must have had some kind of terminal disease or something.  He came into the room where we were sitting and took something or did something that would keep him from breathing.  He was fine at first but then started freaking out before collapsing on the floor.  Everyone got up and walked away leaving his body right there.

They started going through all his belongings and fighting over who was going to get what.  I walked away and felt tears running down my cheeks thinking about how nobody even cared about him.

I walked over to an area that looked like some kind of band stand.  Some kind of guard was standing there in a marching band uniform and handed me a flower on a super long stem.  I reached for a stack of plastic chairs so I could sit down.  A truck had pulled up and used a large rubber tube to suck up his body.  It got stuck and the vacuum ripped his body apart.  Black goo flew everywhere including on me.  I went to a puddle of water in the street to wash some of it off.  There were fish in the puddle.

That was one of my more disturbing dreams.  Usually they are just weird.  I wonder if it is some kind of reflection of my psyche.  I imagine my brother was actually me.

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Dreamblog – Surfing the Earth

srfatmI haven’t blogged my dreams very often lately.  Mostly because they are so bizarre and indescribable.  This time it was worth writing down.

I was on the space shuttle getting ready for reentry.  As we began to touch the upper atmosphere, I was suddenly outside with a board strapped to my feet.  It was not like a surf board.  It was more square and thin like a piece of plywood.

There was a lot of turbulence and it took all my effort to keep the board ahead of me so I would not be burned by the heat of re-entry.  The shuttle was nearby but getting ahead of me.  As I did my best to keep my balance the shuttle eventually disappeared ahead of me leaving a trail of smoke and fire.  I worried that if I didn’t keep up with it I would end up landing somewhere on earth that nobody would find me.   I angled the board for best aerodynamics without getting burned.  I wondered what it was made of to keep it from burning to a crisp.

I entered the lower atmosphere and had slowed down to a nominal speed.  I imagined that it would be better to land on water than hard ground so I did my best to find a lake or ocean.  The shuttle was long gone so I was on my own.  I saw a lake that seemed to be in my trajectory so I steered towards it.   I didn’t want to land in the middle or it could be a long swim so I adjusted to end up near the shore.  I came in fast and skipped across the water until ending up right near the bank where a large group of people was cheering me on and helped me out of the water.

Well.  That was different.

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