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A Clean Room, By Gum

Saturday, November 20 2010

Very clear after I had it--individual details are still quite clear--though the plot is muddled and partly lost by now. I was in a location that apparently was supposed to be where we were living, as I was cleaning my room, but my room was both like my current room and like a "new" room; hard to explain. (See "My New Room!" for a similar situation, I believe.) This house we (my parents, though I only specifically remember my mother, and I) were in seemed quite big and sprawling with lots of room

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My Boyfriend, AKA, Perfect Love

Monday, April 5 2010

Just a tiny fragment of a bigger dream which I don't feel like taking down, so that's why this starts and ends in the middle of the action since it's just one scene I wished to note. I walked into the utility room--it was daytime, bright out but probably supposed to be morning as it was like Dad was leaving for work or something (in reality he leaves when it's dark out)--maybe he was heading in late as Ma didn't seem to be present. Some things in the utility room were a bit different but not ter

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Mr. Cady's Class & The Glitter Boy

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Friday, October 10 2008

Vague by now. I was back in school, and had no idea what my class was or if I was late or not (recurring theme). It might have been college classes but the school was supposed to be my high school, though it seemed to have elements of possibly my elementary school (regarding the bathrooms). I think I had some stuff with me--my bookbag, maybe--but hadn't a clue where I was supposed to go. There were lots of students walking around the halls so it must have been between classes. I think I was near

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My Plushy Manitous!

Wednesday, March 21 2007

Just a tiny snippet of a longer dream. All I basically remember was that I had two soft plush toys of medium size, big enough to hug one in each arm, and they were both figures from Ojibwa mythology. I know that one was Mitchi Manitou as he's portrayed in the Haunted Theater on Mackinac Island (see "My Battle With Mitchi Manitou")--although obviously made to look cuter and more cartoony than he really is, it had white fur and moose antlers and glowering eyes. I can't recall what the other toy

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My Dear Dianne!

Monday, June 13 2005

This dream might have been part of or related to "You Don't Want Those Anyway." I still might have been in a place like the Other Place (see "You Don't Want Those Anyway"), now sitting at a roundish back table; I would have been facing the main part of the store if I were there. There were some other people around, maybe Ma. I noticed a woman come in and come walking toward me, a hesitant look on her face. As she drew close I recognized her as Dianne B., an old classmate and friend of mine. Sh

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Don't Let Me Wake Up!

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Thursday, March 10 2005

I dozed off sitting upright on the couch with the TV on, wondering if I would have a dream; I used to have all sorts of funky dreams while sleeping lying down on the couch, but lately my dreams have been very difficult to remember, especially napping. One part had to do with Cosmas, and maybe another cat, and maybe me chasing him/them around the house and trying to catch him/them before they could get away; not too sure. In one part, maybe right before I woke up (so maybe it was the last part

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Warm Fuzzies

Friday, December 20 2002

After going to sleep I had an odd dream that, at least while I was having it, made me feel somewhat better. That doesn't happen often; usually my dreams are scattershot. In it, still upset over something that happened online, I logged on again to Stories.com to find fifty-one messages in my inbox. Fifty-one? I NEVER get so much mail. Like the most I get is six, and that's all the newsletters I subscribe to. Immediately I was anxious; somebody was hate bombing me, or I'd broken ANOTHER rule and t

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