HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

I'm at an Amoco station (as in gas) at night, and I'm there with four cars (my own, another tan one, a silver one, and a greyish blue one). I don't know why I had four cars, but I had to fill the tanks in all four of them. Unfortunately, I didn't have the cash to pay for it, so I had to use my dad's Amoco credit card to cover the difference. Afterwards, someone asked me how I was going to get all four cars back home. I hit a button on the front of one of the cars, and it folded itself up until it was a Matchbox size version of itself. I did it with two more cars, and then stuck them in my pocketbook before getting in the last car (which was my own) and leaving the gas station.

Ooo! I have some changes and a dream to add!!! Dream comes later... first... changes.

Updated my links to everything... Juno finally crapped out on me so I set up an e-mail on my domain for myself. So, I changed that, and I had to change my link for my imood graphic because of said e-mail change. Now, I'm all set.

I had two dreams last night that I remember (the second one only vaguely now).

One started off with a very heavy snow. I had the Cougar in the dream, but I was leaving in the morning to go to school. I didn't have the Cougar when I was attending day classes. My friend Michelle was with me, but I always drove with her to school. However, so was an old friend of mine from high school, Scott. We walk over to the car, and we're all carrying book bags. I get in the car, but pull off my boots before I do, dumping them on the floor in the back, and then pull on a pair of sneakers. I remember them being my red Sketchers, but I didn't have those in high school, which really starts to confuse me as to why I have Scott with us.

So, we're in this deep, slushy snow, and more is coming down. I'm backing out of a parking space. We're sliding all over the place. I start talking about my boots and my sneakers, saying something about walking. Scott is no longer in the back seat, but now it's Erin and another person I haven't spoken to since high school, Jessica. Now my non-dream-self is really weirded out by this. But we're all wearing tee shirts and spring clothes. That's all I remember with that one.

I don't remember much of the second one anymore. Just some fleeting, blurred images I can't make out anymore. I know that I had remembered a lot more when I first woke up, though. Just wish I could remember it now.

I have another dream analyzing book to use, so now I have double the analyzing power. Muahahahahaha. Look for an aditional analysis of my last one coming soon.

Also, updated my dream symbol. I've been rather neglecting it lately...

Dad and I are canoeing on the lake at Peconic River Sportsmen's Club. We're in the same boat, I'm in front. A few times, we lose control and brush through the bushes that are growing out of the river. The bushes around us are all yellow, brown, and green. Eventually, we end up in two boats somewhere along the line. I'm not quite sure how that happened. However, when we switched boats, I suddenly had Auntie Lyn's dog, Roxey, in my boat. I was in a red plastic canoe while Dad still had a grey one. I'm now in the back of the boat with Roxey laying down in the front.

The river itself seems wider, though there's a lot of brush growing out of it. At some point, we come to a junction where another river meets up with the Peconic. This doesn't exist on the real property, but it was apparently needed for my dream. Down the other river, which looks very similar to the one we're on, there's a bunch of volleyball nets set up in the water. There's a gate where the two rivers meet, not letting us in to where the volleyball nets are. Next to the gate is a table that has some papers on it. I'm assuming it was some sort of registration table.

Dad and I get out of the boats with Roxey following us. We're now standing in calf deep water, something you wouldn't normally do in the Peconic because of snapping turtles. Anyway, we notice Aunt Nancy standing next to the registration table. She has a blue bag and a bunch of papers. There's no one else around. We talk for a little while before getting back in our boats (same set up, me with Roxey) and head off, leaving Aunt Nancy at the registration table.

We continue down the river, side by side, and pass under a bridge for the Long Island Expressway. Again, not something you'd normally see while canoeing down the Peconic River, and we've obviously left the property of the sportsmen's club by now. We eventually come to a manmade, cement spillway that the water is rushing down. Several young boys have large inflatable tubes and are tubing down the spillway. We decide to give it a try and start paddling in.

Eventually, we end up in tight tunnels and the canoes are having trouble getting through. Roxey is soaked and shivering. We pop out the bottom where the river forks, but Roxey isn't in the boat anymore. We call around for her and she's standing on the shore, barking at us. We pick her up and quickly come upon another spillway. This dumps us into a spiral tunnel where we get stuck at the junction of three tunnels. We pick up Roxey and the two canoes and climb to an upper level of tunnels. We walk along for a bit, until we reach a ladder. At the ladder's base is a large snapping turtle and it's hissing like crazy at us with its mouth wide open. I grab Roxey (she's a small dog, about the size of a large cat, and a snapping turtle can easily take off one of her paws) and Dad goes down to move the turtle. He picks it up by the tail and lets me get Roxey and the canoes out before dropping it and climbing up the ladder himself.

Dream Analysis

1. "It took place during the warm weather..."
Fair Weather - If you dream of fair weather, you are probably feeling happy with life.

Bright, sunny dreams usually express your creative expansion and potential. The suggest that, in regard to the subject you are dreaming about, you are in control and feeling comfortable and settled.

Dreaming of a fair sky often means that opportunities are open to do whatever you want to do.

2. "The cleaners in the dream wasn't the cleaners I normally go to. It was in a building of only two stores instead of a long row of stores.....(which I've never seen a building like this before)..."
Buildings - An empty house or strange environment might signify a soul-searching period of your life, or a change in your awareness that you are finding difficult to deal with.

3. "I remember an aqua colored one and a red one. I don't remember what the third color was, but dark blue seems to stick in my head for some reason."
Colors - When your subconscious brings color to your dreams, it usually wants your conscious mind to focus clearly on the dream, to remember all of it, not just parts of it.

When you dream in color, you are often opening up to your total form. You might be starting to know and understand who you are, how you affect other people, what is necessary in life, what gives you great joy and happiness, what creates harmony in your life.

Dreaming in color does not mean that everything in the dream is in one color, but if you dream is dominated by a color, there may be a significant correlation to the chakra from which it eminates.

Color	Chakra	Location	Function
Red	Base	Base of Spine	Expectations, physical energy, physical restrictions
Aqua (Green)	Heart	Center of Chest	Empathy, emotion, unconditional love
Dark Blue (Indigo)	Third Eye	Brow or center of forehead	Higher consciousness, intuition, awareness

Red
Red can represent a deep emotion or blocked problem. It might mean that the body is undergoing healing or that the dreamer is physically very active and energetic. It might relate to sensual experience, sexual fantasies and personal attraction.

Dreaming in red is also a way of releasing, of letting go of feelings in a dream state that you are having difficulty dealing with in your waking state.

Red can be expansive, indicating hope and potential success. The lighter or brighter the red, the more balanced you feel about a situation in your life. The deeper and more prevalent the red in any dream, the stronger the emotion and the more likely it is to be a warning or represent concerns or uncertanties about the subject of the dream. In its darker shades in a dream about employment for example, red might represent the fact that you are striving for success but perhaps your confidence base is not secure or you are concerned with external influences or other people's opinions of you. The deeper the color, the deeper those concerns.

Green
Whatever the shade, green is an emotional color. It also may amplify your good health and physical vitality.

Indigo
Indigo is the color of thought and reflection. An indigo dream indicates that you are or should be practicing self-analysis. This is a searching color that might indicate restlessness with life. It could represent a spiritual quest, a search for more challenges or new directions, or a need to re-evaluate your goals.

4. "As I was getting them, there was an earthquake..."
Earthquake - Dreaming of an earthquake might mean that your sleep is being disturbed by outside noises.
Shaking - Such sensations may also indicate a return to the body after astral-travel.

5. "...all the costume racks fell down around me and two other people..."
Trapped or entrapment - Symbols of entrapment, such as imprisonment, commonly occur when you feel constrained by necessity in your life, like keeping a job just to pay the bills.

Children resisting boundaries set by their parents might experience dreams of entrapment.

Read the dream analyzed in this post.

Well, those were the major symbols I could find in the book I have. I used Dreams: Unlock the Secrets of Your Subconscious by Frank Garfield and Rhondda Stewart-Garfield.

Check Venting Insanity to see what was going on in my life during January, 2003, when I had this dream. The book suggested that symbols in a dream have to do with current events in your life. They suggest keeping a regular, day-to-day journal as well as a dream journal so you can correlate dreams and events.

Weekly January, 2003 Archive Links for Venting Insanity:

• 12/29/2002 - 01/04/2003
• 01/05/2003 - 01/11/2003
• 01/12/2003 - 01/18/2003
• 01/19/2003 - 01/25/2003
• 01/26/2003 - 02/01/2003

Well, I have several dreams up here now. I guess it's time I start analyzing them. I'll do that later when I get home from class... Maybe. It depends on how I feel.

Ice skating. That's all I remember. Funny, considering I've never been ice skating in my life. I just remember the skates on the ice. I don't even know if it was me skating.

That was my first dream of the evening. The next two both involved rescuing something (though I'm not completely sure it was two, or one that got melded together somehow).

In the first one, I went into the woods at night with someone I don't remember now to chase down a non-poisonous, pet spider. Eww... Have no clue why I would go after a spider, let alone have one as a pet. Anyway, we found it trapped among a nest of smaller, but poisonous wild spiders. You couldn't see them without ultraviolet light. When they hit the light, they had glowing red bodies that resembled balls and blue legs. The spider I rescued was a normal looking spider, yellow with brown speckles. It was upside down when I found it.

Somewhere along the line, the dream changed to involve a trip to San Francisco. I was driving across the Golden Gate bridge (which I've never actually done), and someone was talking to me about the orange paint, most notably how the painters have a perpetual job. Everytime they finish painting the bridge, they have to go back to the other side and start painting all over again.

Anyway, we get across the bridge (I noticed a strange man standing on the right side at the end of the bridge, but he was all dark with curly hair, I don't remember anything else about him) and into the city. We're driving up hill, the roads on both sides of us all go uphill, and it's a very rundown section of town. I'm now in the passenger seat (don't know when or how we switched). The hills are all very steep. We get to a rundown hotel. I made note of the name, but I can't remember it now. Instead of going into a room, we start talking about a litter of puppies that we have to rescue. There's a pickup truck behind the hotel with a tent set up in the bed.

We head for the woods (the same ones from the spider dream) and end up in the same clearing where we found the spider. All the puppies are there, and they're buried in the leaves, grass, and pine needles (I know, San Francisco doesn't have pine trees or a lot of forest, for that matter...). I think there were seven. They looked like Boxer pups, but extremely tiny and young. We took them back to the hotel and put them in the tent on the pickup with a lot of blankets. It was cold and rainy at this point, and this girl with dark hair started looking through some sort of catalog while we were in the tent. It was a catalog of dog clothing and she was looking for something for the pups. Someone mentioned a guy that wanted to take the pups home, and I got an image of a man laying on a lawn chair lounger with seven Boxer puppies (bigger than they were in the pickup) laying all over him. The girl with the dark hair started playing with the puppies under the blanket then.

That's when Mom came in and woke me up.