Monthly archive April, 2011
I was with Oprah Winfrey.

I was with Oprah Winfrey.

I was with Oprah Winfrey. We were talking till I saw a ball of fire erupt in the skies. It looked amazing as the fire ball exploded more and more. Then a plane went through the ball. It kept going that way till we realized it was two planes exploding in the skies.
I often have flying dreams

I often have flying dreams

I often have flying dreams – not really flying – kind of floating. Sky diving. I am always above agricultural landscapes. They are intensely gridded and flat and sepia tone.
I am in a grocery store, pushing a shopping cart

I am in a grocery store, pushing a shopping cart

I am in a grocery store, pushing a shopping cart. Everyone is rushing outside, excited about something happening out there. I follow the crowd… turns out the pope is coming. I’m standing on the side, trying to stay standing, but I keep losing my balance. I have to lean my weight on the shopping cart....
There was a bunny

There was a bunny

There was a bunny. I was riding on it. We were in a desert. You were there too. I handed you a letter and you danced like a snake. We sipped milky tea.
A wedding where I was the flower girl and the groom.

A wedding where I was the flower girl and the groom.

A wedding where I was the flower girl and the groom. My bride raised her veil and was a beast with fangs.
I was in lab at a meeting

I was in lab at a meeting

I was in lab at a meeting with my advisor and the other grad student. There was a HIDEOUS yellow curtain over the chalkboard. My advisor tells me “and get rid of this curtain and replace it.” So I smile innocently and say, “Why?  You don’t like it?” They are NOT amused. I wake up...
I had a dream that my mom was teaching a baby to swim

I had a dream that my mom was teaching a baby to swim

I had a dream that my mom was teaching a baby to swim in the ocean. The baby was a clone of me except that it was a natural birth.  (My mom is too old to have a baby.)
For years after Christian's death

For years after Christian’s death

For years after Christian’s death, I had recurring dreams that he was still alive. I would run into him in mundane settings, and sometimes I’d remind him that he was dead.
My husband and I were on a road trip

My husband and I were on a road trip

My husband and I were on a road trip. We were driving through a lush forest, cool and damp. The sides of the mountain sometimes fell away to reveal a scene of bright houses amongst the trees. We drove by a statue of a reclining woman as long as 1/2 a football field. I yelled...
I was going about my daily business

I was going about my daily business

I was going about my daily business and it was going fine w/one exception, massive amounts of anxiety. Everything made me anxious, then I woke up and couldn’t remember why… but the anxiety lingered.
Woke by a hiss tickling in my ear

Woke by a hiss tickling in my ear

Woke by a hiss tickling in my ear, to the left. A voice spoke from the foot at my bed, without sound – “If you see something to your left, run. Whether they are gods or demons, they will take you to the rooves, because they are hungry.” My eyes closed, I fell asleep resisting...
Dreamed of being in a warzone setting

Dreamed of being in a warzone setting

Dreamed of being in a warzone setting – combatants firing from behind set of bushes… scene swiftly changed to me at the top of a steep steep road plunging at a 170? degree drop into a sea. Underwater, to return safely to the surface, there was a currency exchange. Had to trade a sand dollar...