I had a dream where it was my first fall in a new town and was at a Halloween Party out in the country with two sisters who were my neighbors. The older girl was a senior in high school and was dressed as a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader and had a really nice body and long blonde hair. The younger girl was a freshman in high school and was dressed as a redneck and had light brown hair that she had in pig tails, she was cute but not as hot as her older sister who I was definitely interested in. While at the party, I kept trying to stay within site of the older sister and got to meet several of her friends. I think I must have been a junior in high school because when she introduced me to her friends, she kept telling me I was a year behind them. Sometimes, the younger sister would come and find me and pull me away to come and be with her. I think that she may have been interested in me like I was interested in her sister because she kept wanting my attention like I wanted her hot sisters attention. Whenever she would start talking to some of her friends, I would break away and go find her older sister. This cycle repeated several times where I would be with the older sister, the younger sister would find me an pull me away, and then I would break away and find the older sister again. When the party was over, I followed the girls to a brown 1970’s Ford pickup that had been restored. When we got to the truck, the older girl pulled out her keys and then unlocked the passenger side door so me and her sister could get in. I stood off to the side so her younger sister could get in, but they said they wanted me to ride in the middle between them because they both wanted to sit next to me. I figured that if the older girl wanted me to ride next to her, then she must be interested in me as well. I got into the cab first and moved over to the middle seat and then the younger sister got into the passenger seat and closed the door. I talked with the younger girl for a minute or two and then looked over toward the driver seat and noticed that the older sister I was really interested in had not gotten in yet and was not anywhere near the driver side door outside. I then looked through the windshield and saw her about 50 yards in front of the truck talking to a group of other guys and girls she had introduced me to earlier who were all seniors in high school. I looked closer and saw that she was with 5 guys and 4 other girls. As I was starting at them, I saw the girl hugging one of the guys and then twirling her blonde hair while the talked and started to get concerned that maybe they were a couple. As I continued to start at them, I felt someone tapping my ribs and turned to see the younger sister in the passenger seat trying to get my attention. I turned to her and asked where her sister was, and she told me she was hanging out with her boyfriend and it could be a while. She then nudged me again and said that meant that just meant that the longer she was with him, the more time we had to hang out together. She said her sister only wanted me to ride in the middle so I would stay in the cab with her. I had a really sinking feeling of defeat when she said this and did not enjoy being stuck in the cab taking with a girl who was two years younger than me whose idea of a relationship was different that I was wanting. While she kept talking and carrying on a conversation, I kept looking through the windshield at the older sister and her friends who were having fun hanging out and was so jealous of them. Finally, I saw the friends start to move in different directions and then saw the hot older sister give her boyfriend a long hug before he walk away with some of his friends and she turned to walk back toward to truck where we were waiting. I am sure I was starting at her as she walked back towards us in the cheerleader outfit with her blonde hair blowing in the wind. When she got to the truck, she opened the driver side door and then sat down next to me. As she closed her door, she said she hope we had fun hanging out and that we didn’t do anything naughty she would have to tell her mom and mine as she laughed. She and her sister talked for a few minutes, but it was like I didn’t exist and she didn’t her anything I said when I tried to join the conversation. It was pretty clear she had no interest for me and had just invited me to the party because her little sister liked me and she figured I would be someone for her to hang out with so she could spend more time with her boyfriend. Eventually, the girls stopped talking and the older sister put the keys in the ignition. As she was doing this she stopped and turned her head in my direction and started sniffing. She then said she though that truck smelled like shit and asked if either of us may have stepped in dog shit. When we both said we didn’t think so, she turned on the interior light and said we should all do a shoe check. As I was bending down to check my shoes, I hear the older sister say it wasn’t her and then saw her turn to me and tell me I had stepped in shit. She then started telling me it was super disgusting and asked how I didn’t notice it while I was in her truck. It was clear she was not happy with me doing that. I woke-up from this dream really embarrassed that the hot girl I was interested in and discovered I had stepped in dog shit and paranoid that both girls probably though I was gross and an idiot.
Morning of March 27, 2014. Thursday. Despite the date being March 27, my dream self perceives the date as October 31; Halloween. My dream is set in Rockdale, which is a town in New South Wales where I have never been. (Rockdale is about an hour’s drive north from where my wife was born in Port Kembla.) My family and I are in a large room that seems to be in a school or educational venue but with associations of an informal party. We are on the leftmost side of the room. There are Halloween decorations present, including paper chains of orange and black. There are also drawings and paintings of traditional Australian Aboriginal art and about one-fourth of the others are of Australian Aboriginal heritage. The teacher seems to have similar attributes as my wife Zsuzsanna. Most of the students are from about three years to about sixteen. I seem to be young, perhaps around eighteen, even though I am vaguely aware of my conscious self identity, though not enough to trigger lucidity. On my left, I see a handmade A2 poster, presumably made by some of the students. It seems to be about my heritage, including a family tree. However, in looking more closely, I see it claims that I am from the town of Tecumseh in Ontario, Canada. Other towns are mentioned - mostly variations of “Tecumseh” and my last name (which happens to be an actual town in Missouri). Thus, instead of being a reliable family tree, it is a “travel tree” relating to where people are from or have been (though its details are incorrect). I am offered to select from a sheet pan (baking tray) of cinnamon rolls. They are made to look like snails. I pick up one of them and eat it. It has a very nice flavor, somewhat like baklava, with a bit of strawberry. Later, an unfamiliar girl goes outside at the request of the teacher. It seems related to a traditional event. Soon, I and others follow. A tornadic waterspout approaches from the distance, following the road, heading towards our building. It seems threatening, yet there is a remarkable beauty in its shininess and overall appearance. The young girl seems to have goddess-like powers and purpose. She hovers about three feet above the ground, with arms horizontally outwards to each side. She performs a pirouette in mid-air, implying some sort of counter-force as the waterspout moves closer. Its winds throw her into a scaffold, head first (causing brief unconsciousness), though the tornadic forces do become a bit weaker and less of a threat. (This seems to be a variation of a dream from early childhood where I was about to stop a tornado by turning a merry-go-round to counteract it, knowing I would win against it. This part of my dream also seems to have an association with the “Deep Space Nine” episode “The Storyteller” regarding a traditional defeat of a monster cloud by a chosen person. The storm cloud was called “Dal'Rok”, similar to “Rockdale” with the syllables reversed, which is probably not a coincidence as dreams often distort words in this way.) The girl recovers quickly and gets up to do more pirouettes, each one just slightly touching the outer forces of the tornadic waterspout and making it smaller each time. There is a change in its color each time. I decide to help her. I go and get the sheet pan and throw the “snails” (cinnamon rolls) into the twister. Each time, there is also a beautiful spread of different colors. Eventually, in lessening it each time with both our acts, it dissipates. I look back and see that other people, coming out of the building, are very happy and appreciative that we have defeated the storm. A few of them even applaud as I wake. Although this dream is obviously RAS-based waking symbolism as is usually the case, there are presumably also spiritual associations (Yin and Yang balance) with the affirmation “I am made of the healthiest energies in the universe” utilized with special audio for several hours and before this dream. This also comes from the line “snips and snails” after “what are little boys made of?” and “sugar and spice” after “what are little girls made of?”, thus my preconscious creates snails made of sugar and spice to symbolize balance and unity as related to health, additionally symbolized by the Yin and Yang implication of opposite tornadic forces, first appearing in my dreams as such in early childhood. Although a sustained affirmation directly influenced this dream, I do not consider it scripted (which involves most dream detail deliberately structured beforehand, not just a foundational affirmation). Of course, on a mundane level (core symbolism of the dream state itself), a tornado is simply the augmented association with RAS when linked with inner ear dynamics (similar to what triggers dizziness or passing out in real life, the opposite of waking symbolism). This is validated by the snails, which visually also symbolize RAS inner ear dynamics (cochlea, though it is the vestibular apparatus directly linked to balance, though cochlea implants are known to cause dizziness in people who get them). Additional personal notes: As it was a waterspout (though on land), this dream fits into the “water lowering waking symbolism”, a factor of at least one dream per sleeping period for over fifty years. However, such waking symbolism is typically not a dream self dynamic, more often occurring on its own or with a passive focus. Both the teacher and the young girl in the final segment seemed to be different versions of Zsuzsanna, who was also present, though younger than the teacher version.
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