I am younger, living at home, and trying to get ready for class at the University. I can’t find my schedule. I am also arguing with my Mom because she is trying to set up some kind of meeting with a journalist, and wants to know when will be a good time, because the Journalist needs to be in the house alone. I am arguing that it’s an invasion of privacy. Finally I find my schedule and realize I just have time to make my first class.
At first, I am an observer. I watch a kind of ambush, cars blocking a road, someone getting out to see, and people surround him, only it’s not people, it’s vampires.
I turn the scene over in my mind, thinking to remember it to describe to friends, only I am curious now, I want to see where they went. I enter the scene, walk around the stalled cars, look for signs of who these people were. I am greeted by one of them – perfectly human. She asks if I want to come visit. I say yes.
I am with a group of people on a test drive of a new boat. It’s a large boat, about the size of a yacht. There are around a dozen of us and we are all comfortably wandering around on the deck without it feeling crowded. At one point I see the boat from a distance. It isn’t like anything I’ve seen before – it is oval in shape, and there is no front or back. I realize this is so it can change direction easily. It is about half as wide as it is long, a strange shape all over, and a dark metallic color – looks almost like something you’d see in a sci-fi movie.
I am flipping through a magazine, back and forth, and I come upon a section about dreaming – and there on the page is a dream I had, fully recorded. I read it, and the dream comes back to me in full essence.
It is a romantic dream, almost mystical, and also very sensual, about me as a young woman and her soul mate. The final part of the dream is so descriptive, bringing back the feelings of longing and love, of sensual pleasure, erotic touch, and such a sense of rightness with this person.
I am a young woman, late teens, early 20’s in a big old house. Some relatives are gathering (from my Mom’s side of the family) and I’ve been told my grandmother will be arriving with other family members – a kind of family reunion. I’m not to be late. People are bustling about, getting things ready.