Entries Tagged as 'sometimes I remember my dreams'

White cold beautiful

The other night I have dreamed I was assigned to live on my own in a remote small medieval city in the hills. It was deserted and the snow covered abundantly the gardens, yards and cubic stone alleys. It smelled like the houses of my grandparents in Timisoara. I had an armchair and a pair of speakers, they were in white yellowish ivory-like plastic, like those huge antic piano-radio receivers, only smaller. The whole thing was beautiful, cold, silent and very very lonely. Then I woke up rested.

Top of the hill

And I have been dancing all night

In my dream I was the best dancer, halls of people would stop and watch from the side at our restless steps. You were a famous black singer and dancer that everybody loved, more like Nina Simone, not like Beyonce. These were our first performances together and somehow miraculously I had not met you before. Nothing rehearsed. All improvised.  At some point in my dream I was bald like I am and wearing an Annie Lennox little red dress (like this, only on red) like I am not.

The other night, the night before as it were, I was floating on a rug like raft on a calm, on a beautifully calm and clear tropical sea. All of the sudden my “boat” started to wave like there was no tomorrow and anything I’d do just made it worse and I was so afraid of the water.

Light at the end of the tunnel

Dreams are coming back

Have you seen Narco? the quirky surreal comedy populated with eccentric characters?

Somehow unsurprisingly, I had my own stress related dreams.

Have you ever seen the sea from the, say, ninth floor? You know I have spent all my late childhood at the ninth floor from where I could see clearly over the four-stories blocks all the way to the city limits and then further to the landing strip where there were the four tiny old white utilitarian airplanes almost always waiting to spray the fields.

So, as I was waking up today in my dream I could see the sea, like right there under the brink of my window and going the length all the way into the horizon. Chemicals were rushing into my brain and the cocktail was roller costing me through, from admiration to anxiety, from being withing a wetted concrete structure to not being supposed to float, from security and comfort to the imminence of disaster.

I guess this dream was about the management of change.

Sophia Loren, a dream come true

Because I have really had a dream featuring Sophia the other day. Just before waking up. And then I woke up and it was raining, just like in my dream.

Anyways, in my dream Sophia was riding a bike on the wet road, somewhere in between Universitatii and Coltei. I was thinking it must be dangerous. Then she had almost stopped in the middle of the intersection at the red traffick light. Over her sholder she gave me a look like this, practically saying “I am so beautiful and sexy nobody can run me over”.

I am not taking it personally

You not answering to my email fails to communicate how busy you are. But instead it gives me the full measure of the importance you attach to me.

(Today I have said “I love you, I miss you, get better”, and cried, because I don’t think it’s gonna happen, slept an irregular pattern, dreamed of the Cabinet, been in a meeting and feeling good, might’ve caught a cold, and did a myriad of other less significant things.)

I need more beautiful things in my life

This morning I have dreamt of fighting a waiter this morning.

dsc01394.jpg

Dog biting

dsc00847.jpg

“Dog

To see a dog in your dream, indicate a skill that you have ignored or forgotten, but needs to be activated. Alternatively, dogs may symbolize intuition, loyalty, generosity, protection, and fidelity. Your own values and intentions will enable you to go forward in the world and succeed. If the dog is vicious and/or growling, then it signifies some inner conflict within yourself. It may indicate betrayal and untrustworthiness. If the dog is dead or dying, then it indicates a loss of a good friend. Alternatively, it represents a deterioration of your instincts.

To dream that a dog bites your on the leg, suggests that you have lost your ability to balance aspects of your life. You may be hesitant in approaching a new situation or have no desire to move forward with your goals.

To see a happily barking dog in your dream, symbolizes pleasures and much social activity. If the dog is barking ferociously, then it represents your habit of making demands on people and controlling situations around you. It could also mean unfriendly companions.

To dream that you are buying a dog, indicates your tendency to buy your friends or buy compliments/favors. Alternatively, it suggest a need for you to find companionship.

To dream that you are dressing up your dog, signifies your attempts to cover up your own character flaws and habits.

Also consider the notions associated with the word dog, such as loyalty (”man’s best friend”) and to be “treated like a dog”.”

Source here.

Not only I have dreamed of a ferocious dog biting and grabbing the whole of my lower left leg, but I have finished Bruce Benderson’s The Romanian, and an American friend has actually been bit. Premonition, coincidence, or both?

These days I am making peace

Roma tin foil roof in Dolj, January 2008

Definitely depressed. The weather, the allergy, everything makes me tired. Not enough sleep, everything seems indeed like an effort. Satisfactions run fast by to quickly fade and make way to problems. I am tired of being late with everything. It’s that need for a clean slate, because everything on your plate now is just too much, too greasy and too getting cold. Not too sure what the future has in store. Happiness is the now, not in the wish. Truly happy people don’t have wishes, but I guess it’s only a matter of expectations and perception.

In my dream this morning we were picknicking on the occasion of a gayfest. We were also being awarded a prize for a website. I am sure it was a dream, because (1) I am currently unable picknick, (2) the gayfest was in fact a harvest celebration in the countryside, the parade was a happy marathon through villages, and the villagers were all in aw and wonder; also it took place somewhere in Transilvania, I could tell by the villagers’ accent, and (3) you cannot be awarded a prize for a project you have not completed.

Yesterday I was advised to wear a protection helmet at the march, but I think the only head gear I am bringing is my brains.

Why is (this) spring funny

Because the weather is surprising, twisted and dual, because you can blame your behaviour shortcomings on it, because I feel and I don’t feel like working.

Tonight This morning I have dreamed of Berlin, where I have never been. In my dream I was upset I didn’t have my camera with me, when, surprise, somebody handed it to me. Apparently it had been laying on one of the chairs of the restaurant that had a panoramic view of the city and that turned into a rolling tram when I started taking pictures. Then we entered a superstore and I noticed clothing items worth of 195 euros.

The end.

dsc09721.JPG

Questions, questions

The other night I had a dream. I was calmly about to be beheaded. Does anyone know what that means?

Other unanswered questions of mine here and there.

27012008001.jpg