8/2/14 The Fairy at the Front Door Releases Fear of Authority/ Magical Rescue

The authorities want to come and get Kelsi.  She is young, 3-4 years old.  There are gnomes, fairy people in the garden dancing around.

Paul and I are inside with Kelsi.  The police are coming.  I put on clothes to get out of town.  Someone is getting closer. Kelsi gets dressed. ( I had wanted to dress her in a brown bathing suit, skirt and top) They are at the door.  Before that a friend tells us to go.  (a bit lucid) I decide I need to pretend that Kelsi is not here. The Knock, Knock comes.  Paul keeps Kelsi in the cottage bedroom. I run to the front door.

It’s a fairy!  She looks like a little girl. Kelsi is behind me.  They want to see each other.

Feeling:  scared re the authorities and happy about the mystical fairies.

01/24/2015 An Indian Boy Sees Three, White Triangles and Does Not Have to Sacrifice Himself

Feels like I am in India.  A young boy, 10-ish? sits on a white cloth on a dias.  He is resigned to dying-to being sacrificed.  If there are two more white “triangles” of cloth he doesn’t have to.

A scene where I am under water and photograph a piece of white cloth while I look up at it.

a scene where my sister, Chris, has sores on her hands and someplace else.  She doesn’t realize they are there.  She has helped with getting a white triangle.

In the end there are three white triangles and the boy doesn’t have to sacrifice himself.

 D.N.  I got an e-mail re my presentation for the dream conference.  The person wants my presentation to be related to night dreams especially my dreams.  Before going to sleep I asked about this.  I interpret this as I should go ahead and rewrite my proposal-not to sacrifice my idea.

3/22/14 Sacred Sand Paintings

I am traveling through the desert. There are three huge sand paintings.  I am exploring how did they get there, did I drive through them?

Now they morph into me seeing these sand painting in the sky. It looks like a large eye.

The colors are natural.  It feels mysterious, spiritual.

I am driving.  Maybe I am with someone. I feel like I am both alone and with someone.  I keep trying to figure these painting out.

 D.N.  Woke at 3 a.m. with dreams and could not go back to sleep.  Got up at 4:30 and then went back to sleep from 6:30-8:30. On a walk with Sam I found a 6 of clubs (card) on the sidewalk.  (found a 4 and Jack of spades yesterday).  I feel it has to do with Kelsi, Keenan and me. Read my memoir Birdsville, Australia.

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