I asked for clarity, understanding of his feelings, and prediction.

I had three dreams:

In one, one of my Aunts had died, August 17th. We were looking at old albums and newspaper clippings and I was trying to figure out what happened to her. What year, I have no idea. There was confusion as to which aunt had passed on. I woke hoping that was an attempt to process my mother's death rather than a prediction.

In another, I was flirting with a man in front of my husband (understand, this is an allowed thing in our marriage), but I didn't want things to go too far though it was very exciting. I later went to the man's place of work, he was a police officer and he was in trouble--supposively for having sex with me. Of course, we hadn't and I was glad because he wasn't in trouble any longer.

In the third, I was on a luxury boat. I was with a man--my husband, lover? I don't know which. I was a beautiful trim blond. There was another woman there, a beautiful blond--we looked like twins. I knew she was after the man and I refused to leave his side. Finally, I got up and said I was going downstairs to shower and take a nap. A look passed between the two and I knew, he was already lost to me. I went downstairs and turned on the water, but immediately went back up--they were already making out. The thing is--at the beginning of the dream, I'm not sure which woman was me.


The meaning seems most clear in the third dream. You see, I've had this ongoing flirtation with a married male friend of mine. We've never touched--we've made it very clear that there won't be an affair. But his feelings for me confuse me--I can never even figure out if he's really enjoying the friendship or just humoring me. Funny, that we can have an open converation about what the relationship isn't, but can't about what it is. I think the third dream may be about him--that he is that man--interchangeable women. I'm just a cute face to flirt with, nothing more. The next woman that comes along will mean just as much. Of course, it could be about me--a possible future if I keep flirting with other men. Older, dating/married to a rich man, but interchangable, ready to be cast off as old goods even when I'm still as pretty and trim as the next woman.


The night before I had three dreams as well. I hadn't asked for anything in particular. These dreams were vivid and haunting--the kind you can't shake the next day.

In the first, I saw an angel. She was real. I was watching the sunset and suddenly the world twisted and I saw a huge shape rise and coalesce into the shape of a woman, then a dragon, then a horse with wings. She was riding the horse and they turned and swept through the sky.

In the second, I was running from something. It reminded me of the Aladdin story--I was escaping a magician of sorts. My german shepherd Udo was running with me and lights blinked and glowed under his skin. We arrived at a house--a place of safety--but for some reason I didn't think it appropriate to let the dog in. But I was worried "they" would find him with the blinking lights. I was holding him, looking at the lights and wondering how to save him.

In the third, I was in a house, in a room with my husband. I could hear voices in the house, other people settling in for bed. I got up, walking the dark halls and suddenly someone grabbed hold of me. I felt myself embraced against the chest of a tall man and knew who it was. I felt so safe, so secure, so happy to be there. I knew I was going to be kissed, but I couldn't move suddenly, I was frozen, leaning backwards. And worried that my mouth had that night taste in it. Inappropriate for a first kiss. I unfroze, but we just stood there, holding one another in a hug. I woke.  ¶ 10:39 AM 0 comments