Tom Dowling - A River of Milk

Swimming upstream in a river of milk with 2 fully grown tigers on either side of me.
Companions on a shared journey.

Tom Dowling

October 28, 2010

Darlene DeAngelo - A Dog Named KIRKA

It was very vivid and about having a new dog. The dog was a puppy, but he was the size of a German shepherd, mostly black and tan, but had floppy ears like a cocker spaniel.  His name was KIRKA, and I was walking him all over Europe – well, European cities I have visited.  I seemed to magically go from Venice, to Paris, to Vienna, to London.  People would stop me and ask me his name – he was a very friendly dog – and I would spell out K-I-R-K-A.

I had the dream two nights ago, November 16^th, while house-sitting/dog-sitting for a friend in Huntington Beach, CA.

Darlene DeAngelo

Margie Darrow - Animals Larger Than Normal

I traveled with my old friend Tig to her “job.”  She was on team that did research on a natural preserve which was located on an island in the Caribbean, but it looked more like Northern California.  It was this beautiful point and ocean cove where waves crashed up against rocks.   The cove was cliffs surrounded by this green grassy knoll up on a hill. Tig had to inform all her co-workers that they had lost funding and the research was going to be disbanded, so we were meeting with her co-workers to tell them. The office was located in a white colonial building on the grassy knoll.

After that, we sat on a bench overlooking the cove and watched the abundance of wildlife, which was EXTREME. It was almost prehistoric.  The animals were larger than normal. As I looked at the water in the cove I could see fins of huge sharks and sea life, and huge birds flying across the cove and landing on the rocks. Animals would jump out of the water. There was all this activity. It was fascinating.

Meanwhile, as we sat on the hill, some people appeared with a few life-size beeswax animal sculptures (like the ones from the machine at the zoo), but they smelled good so I knew it was beeswax. I remember a blue giraffe.

Then a woman came by walking the most beautiful specimen I had ever seen of hippo. It was shiny and pale coral and brown.

Margie Darrow

Long Beach, California- in my bedroom

October 1, 2010

Gabrielle Dorr - One Eyed Cat

In my dream my cat Shanti lost one of her eyeballs.  It just came out and there was an empty socket where the eyeball once sat.  I spent the rest of the dream trying to clean the eyeball and put it on ice in a small container.  I was hoping in the dream that the eyeball would stay alive so that it could be easily placed back where it came from.  Shanti didn't seem to be bothered much by the fact that one of her eyeballs was missing; she just kept staring at me with her one eye while I was running around trying to save the eyeball.  When I awoke I looked up the meaning of this dream in "The Dreamer's Dictionary."  It is always challenging to do this because the book is organized by themes.  You have to pick one theme and read that section.  I usually choose the thing that was most disturbing.  In this case it was the missing eyeball.  I found the theme titled "Eyes" and quickly read its meaning: “Strange or disembodied eyes in a dream are considered a prediction of a very beneficial change of events soon to come.” Then I read on.  “Animal eyes are a sign of hidden rivalry or jealousy in your close circle.” So, which one do I believe?  Well, I quickly thought, Shanti is my cat so she is almost like family.  If it was an animal I didn't know then I would probably believe the latter meaning.  I am going with the optimistic meaning for now until another dream tells me otherwise... 

Gabrielle Dorr

October 24, 2010