Damn... Damn.... Damn...

Can someone PLEEZE tell me why for the past 2 nites... I have had nothing but SEX dreams... very vivid... explosive... passionate sex dreams...

SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS... someone make them STOP!!!!!!!!! It is cruel and unusual punishment... waking up in that Fuckin bed alone... damn damn damn... not to mention the sexy man I have been dreamin about... damn damn damn...

back to the regularly scheduled thread.... sorry...

LMAO@^^^^

Awwwww!

I just got a PM from a sweetheart of a Pixie friend, and it was suggested that my dream may have something to do with what my husband does for a living. Yikes! I hadn't even thought of that...but my fears for him because of his job could be why I dreamt what I did.

More food for thought! Hmmmmmmmmmm......

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osuche,

I rarely remember my dreams but when I do they are symbolic in some way. The last dream I remembered was the night of my graduation. I dreamed I was walking to my car in the garage when all of a sudden a white wolf appears out of nowhere and starts growling at me. I woke up as soon as it lunged for me.

The next morning I looked up white wolf in this dream dictionary and it read:To see a wolf in your dream, symbolizes beauty, solitude, mystery, self-confidence and pride. You are able to keep your composure in a variety of social situations and can blend in with any situation with ease and grace. You are a loner by choice. Negatively, it represents hostility and aggression. It may also reflect an uncontrollable force or situation in your life. In particular, if the wolf is white, then it signifies valor and victory. You have the ability to see the light even in your darkest hours.

Well later that day as my mom was helping me pack up my dorm, she confessed that her and my dad were getting a divorce. I have to say that was really rough to hear, but I've been able to handle the situation in a good, mature way.

Despite the fact that I have symbolic dreams like that sometimes I still don't believe in the spiritual world too much. Perhaps it might be fear of the unknown, or just plain cynicism, but I don't believe in ghosts, clairvoyency or anything of that nature.

I keep having this nightmare that I'm Liliths baby and the doctor puts me on formula.


What does that mean?

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Pantyfanatic, you are truly a sucker for punishment.

Lixy, on your dream.

The little I've read in this area has said that we dream a large number

of dreams each night, remembering only those which made an impression

for some reason. Dreams are, I have been told, our brain's way of

exploring alternatives.

If something has happened that has triggered a thought of possible loss

of your partner, this dream may be only one of hundreds you've

had on this theme trying to get a handle on it.

It's a shadow-play, not a prophesy.

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Calm, quiet, smooth, devastating

Damn... I had another of those dreams (as I mentioned above)... I believe it to be a sign... the question is... of what?

When you opened your eyes, you didn't by chance see a goofy ass green gremlin looking back at you, now did you?

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I don't read much into dreams. I had a dream about being married to Pierce 'in his Remington days' Brosnan this morning. Went back to sleep a couple of times to finish that one.

I've had 2 dreams that close relatives died and they did within a day or two of the dream. I also dreamed that a girlfriend moved and the next day she told me she was moving. And I dreamed the pastor of the church I was attending said he was going to leave and the following Sunday he told us that.

But the most amazing thing I ever experienced was not a dream..... My grandmother used to love to come to my house for a visit. She liked to sit in my big wooden rocker and look out the window. Well, hubby and I were watching TV downstairs around 11:30pm. (the news had just ended) When I 'felt' someone upstairs walking to the rocker and sitting in it. I knew it was gram. She'd been sick in the hospital and we were all worried about her. As she rocked, a feeling of incredible peace came over me and I knew she was smiling. After a little while she got up and left. I told my husband that gram had just been upstairs. (prompting him to want to call the men in the white coats. lol) We both went up and looked around for any clues to what I knew happened. We found no evidence of her having been there. The next morning we got a phone call saying that gram had passed away at apx. 11:40pm The nurse who'd been on duty said she had a smile on her face, like she'd just had a pleasent dream.

Thats my one and only encounter with the spirit world.