Dream Books

Following is a listing of the dream books I own... some I bought for myself, others were given as gifts.

	Dream Dictionary:  An A to Z Guide to Understanding Your Unconscious Mind Tony Crisp, Wings Books - This is probably my favorite of the bunch... it has more variety of entries, has examples, and is slightly more academic feeling.  Some entries are extensive, with the "Archetypes" entry 15 pages long.  There's not much other than dream dictionary entries, but it's the first book I turn to for symbol explanation suggestions.
	The Illustrated Dream Dictionary Russell Grant, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc. -  Much less verbose than Tony Crisp's book, although some entries have many sub-topics.  This book seems to focus on the possibly predictive nature of dreams (i.e. dream of this and that will happen).
	Remembering & Understanding Your Dreams Craig Hamilton-Parker, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc. - Pretty interesting, has illustrations by Steinar Lund and Lynne Milton.  It's much more than a simple dream dictionary, but the dictionary itself is not nearly as extensive as others.  Interesting topics like lucid dreaming, common dreams and famous dreamers.

Dream Themes: Peeing

The dreams you're most likely to remember are ones where you wake up in the middle... you just don't have time to forget about it while you continue your rest.

Often, people remember the last dream they had just before waking up for good in the morning... and one thing that comes along with waking up is your morning pee.

I find that I incorporate real-life sounds, feelings, etc. in my dreams. I recall having a dream where I was outside, and in real life, my mother opened my bedroom door to wake me up. In my dream, a door appeared out of thin air and opened just before I woke up.

I have seemingly countless dreams where I have to pee... sometimes I actually get to pee (and, contrary to popular belief I do NOT actually pee the bed), but most of the time I'm stuck endlessly getting interrupted.

Sometimes I walk into a bathroom and all the toilets and urinals are so disgustingly filthy I can't bring myself to use them.

Other times, I'll be in a bathroom with dozens of urinals or toilets, I get ready to go, and someone will come in and - with all the free spaces - will come and stand right next to me.

I've had dreams of peeing into the strangest locations - once a beautiful gold or bronze bejeweled bowl, I remember.

I just looked up "urine/urinate" in one of my dream books, "Dream Dictionary: An A to Z Guide to Understanding Your Unconscious Mind" and it says, "Dreams in which we try to go to the toilet but it is mysteriously locked or closed, may be due to the need to pee during the night." (p. 394)

It was interesting that two of my other dream books didn't even go near the subject. Perhaps it's too "dirty"????

I know whenever I have the dream I wake up and always have to go...

See dreams in the blog that have to do with peeing.

The One with the Mugging and the Dead Vice Principal

In this dream, I was someone else... like I was watching it in the first person. I was at the mall in my father's car. I was in college student and I was waiting to pick up my father who was at the mall doing something. Some kid either opened my door or came to my window and robbed me. He held a knife to my throat and wanted to take all of my money. I gave it to him (which wasn't a lot) and my father came and ended up giving him all of his money as well and the kid left. A guy from work was in the dream at some point; I think he was a police officer. I think we filed a report with him, or something.

I ended up finding out who the kid was that robbed me somehow. I had to go around a neighborhood trying to find where his house was. Once I found him, I ended up being nice to him and we ended up being friends. We had a class together in school.

The classes took place in classrooms that were in storefronts in the mall, kind of interspersed among the other, regular stores in the mall. So this kid, I can't remember his name exactly but I thought it was three letters but I want to say it was Alex, became kind of someone I was trying to take under my wing and turn him around.

At one point we were in a hallway (at this point it seemed like a regular high school and not a mall) and there were a bunch of people outside gathering around an event that was happening. It turns out Alex had strangled one of the vice principals of the school (Mr. XXXXXX, it seems, from my high school in real life). We looked outside and we saw the VP lying in the road covered in a blanket or tarp. There was a girl near us - I think she was taking nursing or something - saying she tried to help him in his last moments.

We all went back to class, including Alex, and were sitting in a classroom, but on the floor on the perimeter of the room (this is how we always sat, it seems). Alex came in last. He sat in the middle of the classroom because he knew no one would want to sit next to him, but then he asked if he could next to me and I said he could. Everyone was staring at him. There was one guy that was getting all up in arms against him and I stood up to defend him. I was going to tell the story about how he robbed me and how he had made so much progress.

There was a girl named Temika in the classroom that we knew and her sister opened the door to the class and pointed a gun at me and fired. But Temika had put a blank in the gun, almost knowing that she was going to do that. I followed her out into the hallway and tackled or tripped her and ended up bashing her head into the wall until she was unconscious.

I came back into the classroom and started telling people that Alex was one of the most misunderstood people I had ever met. People thought he was stupid, and he's not. People didn't know that he had a hard life. Then I started telling the story about how we had met and how he had robbed me and that I had gotten to know him and we became friends even after that. Temika was going to defend him too.

It was a very long dream and there were a lot of other details I can't remember.

The One with Magic and Naked Demons

The first part of my dream was that I was on some sort of educational trip - either for school or training for work. I remember being on a bus and taking notes and then getting off at a bus stop and having to walk home with my luggage. I was dropped off and was walking toward my parents' house.

But then I was staying at someone else's house like I was visiting them on vacation or something. I remember sitting in bed and there were sliding glass doors in the bedroom and I could see into the back yard of the house. There were all these people (seemed to be young 20's) playing some sort of live role playing game.

At one point, in the back yard there was a woman walking in the yard next to the house I was staying at and it looked like there was a bear in the back yard of the house I was staying at. Then something vague happened and the woman got “hit” and I don't know if she fake-died or what, but something happened in the game.

Then someone was talking to me about the game and asked me if I noticed that when I couldn't see the person in the backyard, they actually looked like a bear. Apparently when the person was covered (they had like a blanket or cloak or something they pulled over their head and were in shadow) they could take the shape of something else - in this case, a bear.

As the other person was telling me this, I noticed that the bear person had a cold, so I concentrated really hard and held out my hand and this little bubble appeared by magic and floated over to the person. The person who was explaining this stuff to me got kind of mad and said I shouldn't have done it or something but I said it was only a cough drop.

Then I was on a street and a guy from work appeared from a neighbor's house and he was running around naked and his body was all one color - a weird color like red or blue or something. I ran toward him with my hands out and my power at that point was to suppress his power until I grabbed him by the balls which made it so he couldn't do anything. I had to even kind of dig my nails in. It was kind of like I was playing the game City of Villains in real life or something.

Then I was trying out some other powers - once again I thought I might have the power where I slapped my hands together I could make a sonic boom but that didn't really work out well.

The One Where I Worked at Big Y

I had a dream I wanted to make more money to buy a harp, so I got a job at Big Y. I was working at one location as a cashier, and I used a couple of different registers… one of them even had an old Apple computer attached to it – I can’t remember the reason why. But then they had me go to a different location in Westfield. I think it was 150 The street. It was definitely The street though…

I went looking for the store, but I had trouble finding it, so I called my mom. I asked where The street was (pronouncing it like “thuh” as usual but it was actually pronounced “thee”). She kind of explained where it was and I went looking for it. I had been heading in the wrong direction to start and these two women that worked at a local hospital (I assume as much because they were wearing scrubs) told me it was the other way, up a bunch of steps.

I went by a historic location called the "something" Gates… where "something" is the name of someone… I can’t remember the name, though. Then I had to go through this arcade area – it was like a plaza but all the stores were arcades… kind of like at an amusement park or something because there were railings everywhere. I kept jumping over the railings because they were in the way, and other people were too, but when they did, these girls that worked there would beat them up. The girls tried to beat me up, too, but I hit one back and they thought I was cute so they didn’t bother me much – they just flirted. I never did find the store… I found the street, but not the store.

The One with the Necklace and Stolen Cell Phones

I was over my uncle's, in a finished basement at something that resembled a sleepover. Two guys (both from work) and I were in a bed trying to sleep, but it was obviously difficult to get comfortable with all of us in the same bed. I took my pillow and a blanket and started to head upstairs to sleep somewhere else.

On the stairs, on the vertical part of one of the steps, was some sort of stickers or something (maybe Christmas-related stuff?) on display for sale. It was as if my aunt had a mini store going on in her home - like when people came to visit, she would try to sell them something. At the top of the stairs, kind of like it was the topmost stair itself, was a cash register for handling such transactions.

My cousin was in a room upstairs with her daughter and I remember thinking it was weird for her to be up so late.

Then we were somewhere else, in a car, driving into a gas station type of business. At this point I think I knew that my parents were divorced and my mom did not have custody of us (not sure if my dad did, either). We were looking for my sister and she was with my aunt and uncle at this gas station. There was a table outside in the parking lot with a bunch of cell phones and something else for sale. It seems my aunt and uncle (and maybe my cousin, too) had stolen the phones and were selling them there at the station (because maybe they knew the owner?).

Near the gas station was a house that my mom used to live in. It was boarded up and looked dangerous and it indeed was condemned.

My mom had a necklace that fell down the sink and she managed to get it out after some guy told her how to do that. When she retrieved it, she had to do so from the faucet, not from the drain. The necklace was damaged. This part appeared to be some sort of flashback because at the end of the dream, there was some sort of revelation that my mom had always worn a necklace that was made from the remaining parts of the original necklace that had fallen into the sink. I remember the new necklace had a clasp where one end is a closed circle and the other is like a post shaped like a bar that is inserted into the circle.

But it seemed like we were trying to find the original necklace but we finally realized that is what happened to it... she had been wearing it all along and we had forgotten that was remade.

The One with Ella, the Presentation and the Threat

I had to give a presentation at work and I was in a hallway that was like the hall around an arena where they serve food and stuff. I went to the bathroom and was peeing and this guy I went to High School with, let's call him Rob, was all of sudden standing next to me. He just kind of looked at me and this necklace I had around my neck (might have been just a silver chain) and then he went and stood next to another guy. Then he started hitting that guy, and they were kind of slapping at each other. The other guy washed his hands quickly and left. I washed my hands and left shortly after.

Then I was back in the hall way and Rob came up next to me and seemed kind of angry. He was telling me about this guy Jacob Brown or something like that and a story about him that I had to do with. Then I looked at him and said, “That was a dream!” It was a dream I had and posted it on my blog. Then Rob said, “You put that up on YouTube?” In my dream I said yes, but YouTube, Facebook and blog were like all the same thing. Then he kind of halfway pulled a knife out of his shirt and I stepped back and was like, “Oh my god, someone help me!” But no one working at the food places heard because I said it softly. But then he didn't do anything anyway and went away. I went on to my presentation.

Gina from work and I both had to give presentations and I think before all of the above happened, we were in a meeting trying to figure out a problem at work, but the time was getting close so we had to go get our notes. I got mine and went to the auditorium where we were giving them. I had to walk through another auditorium where two people were really annoying people coming in because they were repeatedly telling people to take their seats even though people where just coming in and whatever they were doing wasn't starting for a little bit.

I got to the auditorium where our thing was taking places - it was just for practice I think - and there were already a few people in there and one woman was practicing her speech. I took my seat.

The next thing I remember I was in someone's living room - I think in the dream it was in the house or apartment a woman that lived on the next street from my parents' house. The rug was weird in that it was like a normal run but had long, 4 inch pieces that stood straight up like a really long shag carpet but the long pieces weren't as densely packed together. But we were all watching Ella Fitzgerald sing. In the dream I loved the way she spoke between pieces. She seemed so nice and had this southern black accent that was just dripping with honey. We made it through about 7 songs before I woke up.