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Offline FenixFox

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Dreams, can someone interpret them for me?
« on: June 01, 2004, 12:08:30 am »
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3rd Dream
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I just woke up from another dream. This one wasn't quite as fun.

My dad left for the farm. Around the yard of our house and stuff like that, I was collecting things - like the lower jawbone of a wolf and the backbone of some other animal, and one more piece of bone that I cannot place. Why I do this is because the jawbone - I see as arrowheads. The backbone (association - it looks more like a branch) is a recurve compound bow, and the other item - I'm not sure, but I think it's a type of knife or dagger of some sort.

Here's a bit of info to explain the next parts. My house is situated in the middle/on the edge of a small spanse of woods in our town. Our road is a cul-de-sac and we are at the far end of it. our neighbors are all on the left-hand side (two in all, on top of our hill). My dog is chained up in the backyard on a pulley system so he can run around. our house is at the bottom of another hill. To the right of the cul-de-sac is the woods, and it is also up behind our house. It's being slowly developed over the years, but that's not important. following our road down the first hill, the woods clear out after the second (and third) house. The third house on the left faces a large schoolyard on the right, and after the school is the town. The yard for the school could be a park, it's that big. It's at least 2 football feilds big before the woods start. a line of trees run the length of the road up until the playground, so we are blocked off from sight - at our house.

I have my items and I walk down the second hill, taking the schoolyard instead of the road. I end up at the same place, though, just without a left-turn. As I reach what's supposed to be the end of town (our town is like a mile in diameter), there's actually more buildings and I see my dad. I hop in our farm truck and he drives back to the house. There I ask him if he's left anything at the school, back when he used to teach there (which he never did). He said yes, but it wasn't all that important. We walk from our house to the school, anyways. We search the front yard of it, but do not see it. It's some kind of unusual rock type (like an ore) he found at our farm. He said it could have been washed away by the rain we had, and we leave for the house without it. While walking, I talk about the usefulness of the items I'm carrying as well as how the sky can look different depending on your view of it (don't ask). I explain how indians used to use all the parts of animals. As we are between the second and first house in our cul-de-sac, our dog starts barking wildly into the woods. We both look (there are no leaves on the trees, but there were back by the school). and we see two large black wolves. One barrels straight for us and before we could move it was right there. My dad makes a break for our first neighbor's house (which is kinda the worst place to go, it takes the longest to get there, as they are situated on top of a hill). This leaves the wolf looking at me with its wide yellow eyes and snarling composure. It circles me (never once did it stop or slow down. From the woods it came around our left side and circled us). I remember I had put the items in the house the first time we stopped by - before going to the school (my second time), as well as thinking about making a run for the 2nd neighbor's house, but it was too late to do that.
All that was left was me and the yellow-eyed big black wolf.

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2nd Dream
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I've had a slew of wierd dreams lately. Dunno why. one involves talking bears. I never dream of talking animals.
I was at my farm in the 40s (40 acres) and I was fixing fence, only the fence was as tall as the fence in Jurassic Park. I was scaling them with no problem. For some reason each pole or post (vertical thingy) had some animal represented on it such as mouse, or deer, or wolf. Well I went scrounging around for a mouse to put on the pole (dunno why. I also had it in my mind that I needed deer hide for the deer pole, but I wasn't about to skin a deer to put it up there). So I find this lil' mouse and I try putting it up, but it's all jumpy and it had a really long tail. I try putting it in a bag I'm carrying, but it jumps out and jumps all over me. I do manage to climb up the pole with the mouse, but from there I hear something along the lines of: "The packs grow weaker. The lone animals are more dangerous than the pack." Here I find myself back on the ground and I see a lone wolf slinking about in the forest, looking at me. I peer out into the field and I see a gigantic herd of deer with incredibly large antlers. They bolt up the hill - I think.
So me with my mouse start heading towards the gate, I'm ready to leave. As soon as I get to the gate I see two bears. One large and one that's just a cub approaching me. Remember what was said to me, I cower in a ball waiting to get mauled.
I don't.
The big bear asks me if I know how to get accross the road (which the gate opens out to. On the other side of the road is my pond). I get up with my mouse and show him how to operate the gate. As soon as the gate opens, a car comes by and passes us. Either I or he - the bear - make a joke about safely crossing the road. The bears pass through and I lock the gate behind me.
Crazy, huh?

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1st Dream
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From a third dream - this is my first encounter with the BBW (big black wolf) a long time ago - it gets more interesting.
My sister, dad, and I are camping. I can't have been more than eleven years old. My sister is still wearing glasses and sporting an ugly retro 90s haircut. It's night out and we are around the fire. My dad and my sister are tending to it and the campsite so they ask me to pick up some firewood. I obligingly do so. As I'm collecting sticks, my dad keeps telling me not to wander too far, but of course I do not listen. All of a sudden a BBW with red eyes (this time) jumps out of the brush in front of me and lands on my chest. I scream, of course. My dad and sister come running with torches and scare it away. From this, I wake up and look out my door down our small hallway. My bed was parallel the door this time. I saw a big black shadow at the end of the hallway move closer and when it reached my doorway it disappeared. I lost consciousness until the next morning.

What the hell's happening? Can someone explain my dreams?

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« Reply #1 on: June 01, 2004, 11:21:54 am »
Ah, so when your dreaming you think the same way I do when I'm awake.
Interesting.
Anyway, do you have any past connection with Native American beliefs/culture or animal spirituality?
It sounds to me like your subconscious is for some reason trying to get you to explore your Amer.Indian/animal spirituality. Either that, or your already doing so and just happen to be dreaming about it. I'm afraid I'm not so great at dream interpretation, but as I said I'm quite familiar with the general mindset you seemed to have in your dreams.
The only thing I can think of to tell you is to go into the wilderness a bit and meditate.
Maybe you'll find your answer there.
Maybe not.
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« Reply #2 on: June 01, 2004, 02:24:48 pm »
I really don't have any native american blood in me. If any, it is so minute that it's prolly 10th in line of what I am. I'm mainly Norske and German/English (I think).

Though when I was very young, we lived in South Dakota and my mom taught on an indian reservation. My family is divided between SD and WI (where I currently reside). My mom now teaches in Western SD where there's a strong Native American population.

I've always been interested the Native American aspects of life (heck, when we were in SD, I got to see a few rodeos and pow-wows, but all that's fleeting memories).

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« Reply #3 on: June 02, 2004, 02:35:39 pm »
I doubt you'll find a licensed dream psychologist here, but there are  a couple of Furtopians with shamanistic beliefs that can interpret dreams.  Ask Ulario (nicely, of course!'<img'>.
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« Reply #4 on: June 03, 2004, 12:15:55 am »
Okay, thanks everybody! Thank you for all your advice. I'll look into your suggestions and the next time I dream of the BBW, I'll be sure and post it right here!  '<img'>