6/24/23 Getting Immigrant Children Away From the Authorities

I am getting immigrant kids away from the border so the authorities won’t catch us. I am observer as well as part of the action. I look at the map on my phone with a boy immigrant who is around 10 years old to see what route to take so we will not get caught. We need to stay north and then go west. There is a woman who is measuring the kids for clothes. They will wear bright yellows and oranges; T-shirts and hats.

5/2/15 Practice “Flying” in a Monastery/Jill Puts Salt in My Hand

First I went to drop off a boy at a Special Education Room.  He had to hand in things of his to the teacher for his use later.  Paul and I stand in line with him.  I hold one of his things (Juicy Fruit gum?) I think he has a canister as well.

Paul and I then go to the church/monastery which is below ground.  It has wooden pews and is dark/mysterious feeling.  No one else is there.  We practice flying around.  We are only about 2 feet off of the ground, so more like hovering.  I try flapping my arms and that helps.  It feels great and I am enjoying myself.

We then go outside.  Jill (cousin who died over a year ago) and her male friend were there as well as another woman.  It is an open space like a field next to the monastery.  Paul brags that we can fly and goes away, gets in a Cessna airplane and flies overhead (back and forth).  I am unsure of myself outside about my ability to fly.

Jill puts salt in my hand to prevent me from asking her for money to get an airplane. I notice Jill’s pop which was on the ground got spilled.Paul comes back.

Feelings:  happy, peaceful and then unsure

Daynotes: putting backsplash on the kitchen wall-very nervous about messing up!

I had read in Patricia Garfield’s book, Creative Dreaming, that often you have flying dreams before a lucid dream.  This dream got me excited about that.  Being out in the open, I became unsure about my flying ability, though my male has no trouble with that though he “cheats” and uses a Cessna.  I like that Jill puts salt in my hand.  I like that symbolism.  Jill, in the dream, is in her 40’s and looks great.  Salt-vitality of life?  Protection?  I wonder if Jill is telling me to not “fly high”, be more grounded?  Practicing flying in the lower level of a monastery says to me that I am working on my spirituality, my inner life as opposed to being out in the world.  That is what lucidity is to me.

04/27/2105 Taking Kevin to get New Glasses/Contacts

I am taking Kevin to get new glasses/contacts.  We live in a small town.  He starts off being around 3-4 years old, then is 7-8 years old and then is 10-12 years old.

The first scene is when Kevin is 3-4 years old.  I look and notice he is still wearing those white “baby” shoes and think I need to buy him some tennis shoes.  I look again at his feet and see him wearing some really nice high top tennis shoes. (now I think he is more 7-8 years old)  Gretchen bought the shoes for him.

We park and walk down the street.  We stop in a couple of stores.  One has a tent for sale for $450.  Kevin asks for it and I say we don’t have the money and need to buy him contact lenses.

He leaves the store and wanders around in this park.  Now he seems like he is 10-12 years old. I start to leave the tent store and see him walking around the park.  Dream ends

I have been having dreams related to eyes.  In a few dreams I am looking into a child’s eyes.  One baby girl, one 1 1/2-2 year old boy and last night’s dream, a 7-8 year old girl.  In this dream, Kevin needs glasses/contacts.  In another dream from the last two weeks, my camera is broken and I need a new one.  I think the theme is seeing/awareness and in the case of looking into other’s eyes, a connection with awareness.  I do want to have a lucid dream and do care about being as aware in waking life as I can be.  Maybe these dreams are growth in that direction.

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