roswell

My dream started with a canoe trip. I was in a large canoe with 3 women and a man. We were on a river and these 4 people were training for some big river challenge that was going to be held in Australia.

I was slightly concerned about our safety. I was a lifeguard earlier in my life but I didn't know how well these other people could swim, but then I looked behind us and there was some kind of motorized craft trailing us for rescue purposes.

It started raining and I held my forearm up overhead to shield myself and one of the women. I had some kind of gauntlet covering my forearm that offered us some shelter.

We pulled into a dock and there was a festival going on. I heard music that I really liked and it sounded kind of familiar. I saw the band finishing their set and realized it was my band! They played without me! But I was on this cane trip, so I guess they had to do it by themselves. The good thing was that they sounded really sweet.

I dreamed I was at a music party. I began talking to my good friend Art who has just reutrned from Colorado. (IWL, Art is a direct descendant of Geronimo and is a powerful shamanic healer.)

I told Art that my wife and I were going on a trip to the beach in Mexico. He said he was going on a trip as well. He said all trips aren't necessarily pleasant, and I added some just have to be survivable.

He said he was training to do Open Water Rescue and had to go to Phoenix to get certified.

I went inside the house and now Art was swimming in an indoor pool. His girlfriend tells me that "he can swim really fast now".

IWL, my wife and I are going to a music party today and Art is likely to be there. I'll tell him the dream. I believe it has something to do with my recent "Sharkgirl" dream.

I dreamed I received a phone call from a woman who was in our dream group 5 years ago. She wanted to meet me downtown. I went to see her and she remarked how I "look different".

Then I dreamed that I told my friend Michael, who was also in the group, about how she had contacted me.

Then I dreamed I was with all the old group and someone suggested we all do videos about our dreaming and send them to each other.

Someone was showing me where a crack or fissure in the ground started. He lead me along the split which wasn't deep or wide yet, but it was happening in solid rock.

It went for miles and I felt as if I was being shown something very important. I had never seen solid rock split like this before.

I woke up and then re-entered the dream thru the sound current. Now I was showing 3 women the split in the rock. They were also amazed and somewhat fearful of what it portended.

My band plays at an Eco Festival this Saturday IWL. So in my dream we're on stage and start playing and our lead female vocalist can't find the right key to the song. She starts squeaking and falls apart.

We all look at each other in panic and I know I have to do something. My voice is ok for backup vocals but ever since an unfortunate singing experience in jr. high school I've really doubted my singing ability.

So I step up to the mike and start singing. Softly at first, but I let the meaning of the lyrics fill me up and I begin to sing with more confidence. It works out pretty good. I'm not a big hit but I pull it off and the audience likes it.

(I really really really hope this doesn't happen on Saturday.)

I dreamed I was fishing on the beach in Mexico. (IWL we're going to this beach in 2 weeks). Something big takes my line and I start pulling it in. I see that it's a huge dark colored shark.

I manage to pull it up on the beach and as I walk down to get a closer look it opens its jaws and snaps at me. Then it turns itself inside out and a woman dressed as a sumo wrestler appears???

She begins speaking in a non human language and I make signs to her that I don't understand. Then she starts speaking in english.

She tells me she is a pearl diver from the islands, and she doesn't know how she got here. I untangle her from the fishing line and she slips back into the water and swims away.

I woke up here and really wanted to re-enter the dream and become lucid. I listened to the sound current and entered back into the dream. I was back at the beach and remembered the shark but but the girl. I was dreaming again but still not lucid.

I walked down to the water and looked for my wife and friends to tell them about the shark and lost the dream at this point.

My dream guide is the Goddess and She has appeared to me as a dolphin before so I believe I got to see Her shark nature this time.

I'm listening to someone tell me about a natural fiber substance that can be used to dry up floods. It's called Koomba Lock.

The guy talking about it seems like a tribal shaman. He shows me how it works by pouring some water in a jar then adding the Koomba Lock.

The fiber absorbs the water, then he shows me how the Koomba Lock can be formed into blocks for sustainable building.

IWL my friend Paul is in Thailand which is experiencing dramatic flooding, so maybe it has to do with that.

Also, the key which I was given in a recent dream, was an amulet given to me from a temple in Thailand.

I had another in a series of bridge dreams last night.

This time there was a huge metallic bridge span that was walking?? towards me. It was kind of hopping its way towards me and it kind of freaked me out. It followed me around but I finally got away from it.

When I woke up I wished that I had climbed across it rather than run away from it. It seemed like it was seeking me out. I think it was an opportunity, not a threat. It was just so big and unusual that I couldn't handle it. Maybe next time.

I'm teaching a class at a University. The topic I'm assigned to teach is the relationship between hair and cults. ( In WL I have shaved my head for 20 years and I'm a Tantric Buddhist Pagan).

I have 8 students in my class, 4 men and 4 women. I start by telling everyone to let their hair down to full length. I find that the student with the longest hair is a guy with dreads.

Then I tell everyone that we will present a play in 3 sections. The first involves searching for healthy hair products, the second is using them and the third is having their hair done.

One of the women asks about the cult theme and I tell her that we could all wear uniforms and sing a cult song as we're doing the play. We all laugh.

My band has a couple of important gigs coming up and there are 9of us so maybe it's about that.

I was at a beach in Mexico and the tide went out, revealing exposed rocks and tidal pools. I walked out to get a better look and came to a large rock out-cropping. It was perhaps 10 meters high and 20 meters long.

There were compartments in the face of the rock with large shells of different varieties in each compartment. It was spectacular but I didn't get that I was dreaming.

Then my father-in-law, who died 7 years ago, showed up and wanted to drive my wife and I to a bridge nearby. As we drove I tried to remember something concerning a bridge.

About a month ago I had a dream in which I crossed a bridge over the river Styxx, the river that separates the living and the dead.

I was at a gathering lead by an Indian Sadhu, a spiritual seeker. He was giving some kind of talk in his native language which I didn't understand but then he gathered us together to play music.

I picked up a plastic cannister which I knew I could play drums on and joined his circle of musicians. This was a language I could understand.

I was given a key in a dream 2 nights ago and then a silver amulet from the same person the next day. I felt that the amulet may lead to something connected to dreaming.

Last night I dreamed I was drumming in a thunderstorm. The thunder was the sound of the drum. If felt like my love of drumming was creating the thunderstorm in my dream.

I thought I woke up and wrote "thunder drum" in my journal, but it was a false awakening. When I actually woke up I felt that my passions and my fears create the imagery in my dreams. It was never so clear as last night.

My small town had been turned into a craft fair/festival. My friends had set up booths around town. My wife and I have a booth, she's selling yoga CDs and I'm doing psychic readings.

Some friends of ours, C and S stop at our booth. C gives me a suitcase. I open it and there is a compartment inside that holds a key. C walks away to get the thing that the key opens.

Another friend, Michael comes by and asks me to go with him to his booth, which is on the other side of town. I walk with him and see his booth, which is like a canopy, where he is going to play his didgeridoo. (In waking life, Michael and I had played didge and hand drum at a healing circle at the Farmer's Market yesterday).

Then I remember that C was going to bring something that I had been given the key for. I tried to run back to our booth but now it was like an obstacle course. I had to climb over, wade through, crawl under all kinds of obstacles.

I woke up, and decided to re-enter the dream. I listened to the sound current and was back in the dream. I found my way back to the booth but C had not returned yet. As I waited I lost the dream.

This was a 2 part dream from last night.

In the first dream I was at band practice and I came up with the lyrics to a new song.

I woke out of the dream and thought that the lyrics sounded good and I would try to remember them in the morning.

Then I dreamed my band was playing a concert and we were playing the new song. Afterwards someone asked me about the song and I told them I got the lyrics in a dream.

In my dream last night my wife and I were at a beach in Mexico. We were fishing from the shore and my wife's fishing line got stuck on something out in the water. She asked me if I could help and I pulled the line until I felt something start to move.

I pulled in the line with something heavy on the other end. It was some kind of metal contraption. As I looked closer I saw that it was a kitchen sink. I showed my wife and laughed, "everything but the kitchen sink".

I noticed that there was a compartment above the basin and opened it. There was a flight attendant's jacket inside. The jacket was dry because the compartment was sealed.

I looked inside one of the pockets and there was a shiny black leather wallet. Just as I was opening the wallet I woke up.