01/15/04
Where Is Sara Sidle?
All my dreams of this date were had within about the same hourlong period and all seemed intertwined, possibly the same dream; I'll treat them as separate dreams, however, just for clarity.
This one is very muddled, even though parts of it were very clear while I was having them. I was involved in some case with two of the characters from CSI--Warrick Brown was one of them, but I'm not sure of the other one; all I know is I'm pretty sure it wasn't Gil Grissom. What's weird is that we seemed to be driving a white Hummer (Hummers are used on CSI: Miami, but not on CSI), and we were at some big huge beach gathering that I took to be Spring Break or something (again with a possible Miami reference). Very weird. It was daytime but I can't remember if it was sunny or cloudy; the scenery seemed kind of grayish and washed out. The top of the Hummer seemed open as my head was sticking out--I seemed to be standing or sitting atop something so I was above the other two, who I think were in the front seats--and we were speeding along this crowded beach for some reason. Then, again for a reason that I can't recall, we just plunged right into the water! Drove right in!
Warrick and the other CSI seemed to know what they were doing, but I started to get antsy--"Should we be driving the Hummer in the water like this...?" Water started pouring up over the top of the hood and I got more and more nervous as it surrounded us, the vehicle sinking, but then I noticed that the Hummer was in fact inflatable--a big white inflatable Hummer-- O_o --and there wasn't really much danger of us sinking. In fact I found this fact so odd that I think I laughed about it, even though the rising water had me as nervous as hell!!
I can't recall what happened then. There was more to the case, maybe involving a drowning or a dead person, maybe with people running or crowding the beach...but then the scene shifted so I was walking along in what seemed to be a cross between a wide sandy beach (water to my left?) and a huge room like a gymnasium, and it was dark, very hard to see. It was all dim brownish like a classroom looks with just a movie showing; I could see silhouettes of people, very vaguely, but couldn't make out faces, and it was hard to tell where I was going. I was walking along this wide swath of land, looking from side to side, and I stopped and yelled, "SARA SIDLE? SARA SIDLE!" For some reason I was looking for CSI Sara Sidle; I seemed to be a CSI myself (maybe I was a black woman, or else I met one?), and I felt she might be in this crowded area. I hated yelling as everyone else was just kind of talking normally and I felt they were staring at me as if to ask, "What is she yelling about?" I might have paused to ask somebody where Sara was, but I didn't seem to make much headway. It was so dark I didn't really know where I was going, even though the darkness didn't seem to be bothering anyone else. There might have also been an Indian (Native American) character here who I felt knew something (they were a good guy), but I never really figured out what was going on, exactly, nor why I wanted Sara so badly. :/
This dream might have shifted into "The Skullcrystal."
The Skullcrystal
This dream might have shifted out of "Where Is Sara Sidle?"
I was at home and my brother Eric and possibly a guy friend of his were present. I'm not sure what their role in this dream was as it's very faded and confusing. I know I went into the bathroom, maybe to take a bath or just to use the tub; I think I might have had a piece of glass or something, shaped, and I got it wet in the tub, possibly to wash it off. Unclear. My brother and his friend seemed to be hovering about, kind of ominously, but I mostly ignored them. I think it was nighttime as the lights were on bright.
Then I was sitting on the toilet (the lid was down--I was just sitting) and I had this HUGE crystal in my hand. It was gigantic! In real life I probably wouldn't have been able to hold it aloft in one hand; you could have beaten somebody's head in with it. It had a big "roundish" (in reality just a craggy lump) knoblike part on top, about six to seven inches in diameter (roughly, as it was all bumpy), maybe about the size of a grapefruit, and a narrow, extending handlelike part on the bottom, maybe about five to seven inches long. I'm just guessing. This handlelike part was narrow at the top--maybe about an inch wide--and tapered to a point on the bottom; it wasn't really round, but might have been faceted. The handle had smooth glassy edges whereas the knob part was all craggy and jagged. This thing was very big. In real life I bet the big part would have easily snapped off of the handle part if I had held it as I was in the dream.
I sat here looking at it and marveling over it. At first I wondered what it made me think of--I think I got water on it--then I thought, "It makes me think of the Dark Crystal! It looks just like it!" Truthfully, it didn't, but in my dream it's like it vaguely shifted shape to more closely resemble the crystal shards in The Dark Crystal, and it changed color too, so it was shifting between clear and a deep brilliant violet color. I loved that I had something that looked like the Dark Crystal because that's always been one of my favorite movies! ^_^
The crystal resumed its clublike shape, however, and I again started musing over what it made me think of. I turned it around in my hands, holding it by the narrow handle part. I thought about how its club part had a vague shape to it--I can't remember what I thought it looked like--but then as I stared and stared...the clublike part slowly changed to resemble a humanoid skull. Granted, it was very warped looking--a huge cranium, big eyes, and a tiny little lower face, almost like an alien or a malnourished child--but it was like a skull nonetheless. At first the resemblance was only in passing, but it grew so much like a skull that it surprised me. I shifted it a bit to look at it from different angles and it changed in color so it was less transparent and more amethyst colored, with a sort of pearly or translucent sheen to it. There was too much crystal on top of it to account for a proper skull shape, so then it was like this skull was wearing an odd hat. In fact I turned it to face me again and the skullface had shifted to look more like a FLESHED face--like that of a strange sad-eyed, bony, alienlike child--and the hat part shifted to look like some sort of troubadour-type cap--like something from the Middle Ages, big and puffy with ostrich feathers atop it. I think the resemblance started to wane a bit as I stared, but I was amazed by how close it was. All that realistic detail in a simple crystal!
This dream might have shifted into/been related to one of the others of this night.
Down, Girl!
This dream is kind of vague by now. All I know is it was nighttime, I was at home in the living room with some others present--my parents, most likely, but also my brother Eric maybe, a friend of his perhaps?--and maybe some friends of mine or something? And I don't know why, but somebody went to the front door, or else arrived, and called in this big dog that I think had been wandering around outside. At first I thought it was a Rottweiler--it was black and tan and stocky like one--but then I saw it had long, soft, silky fur, so maybe it was a crossbreed. It was female, and she seemed VERY active.
I was kind of afraid of the dog at first, as she was so big, I didn't know her very well, and she seemed edgy. Not exactly hostile, but so bordering on hyper that she could become dangerous if pushed far enough. I think she might have given me a kind of wary or wild-eyed look, or maybe she (unintentionally?) nipped me, so I was anxious of her, but I eventually learned that she was not a hostile dog. Just very rambunctious--or should I say, like a bundle of nerves. The kind of dog that might bite a little too hard just being playful, or might knock you over just by being friendly. I can't specifically recall it but I get the feeling her rump would have been swinging back and forth because her tail (if she had one) would've been wagging so hard. ^_^
I think I started to pet her now, knowing she wasn't a mean dog, and she stood up so her forepaws were on my shoulders--DAMN she was huge!! She wasn't all licky-licky like most overfriendly dogs are, but she kept putting her paws up on people and jumping on them and stuff, and when she stood up she could look me right in the eye. I think I petted her and maybe rubbed her belly. She might have had puppies recently, as for some reason I thought about dog teats >_< , but I'm not sure why; maybe I just thought of that while rubbing her? She still made me a little nervous with how active she was, but at least she wasn't attacking!
This dream might have shifted into/been related to one of the others of this night.
Cosmas At Play
I can't remember in what order most of the dreams of this night fell, and this fragment was no exception. I can't remember how it began or ended, either.
I just remember it seemed to be evening or nightfall as the lights were on, and I went walking into some kind of ranch house or something, where some other family lived. I have the feeling they were known to me, but how, I don't know. I didn't really see any of them, I think, except this cute little Asian girl who came running down the hallway. Chasing after her was...my cat, Cosmas! :O In real life Coz is very much the chicken and is afraid of everybody but us, so this surprised me even in the dream.
I think this family had taken him in for a while, for some unexplained reason. I watched the girl run by--she must have been about four or five years old--and Coz ran right after her. When he runs after me in real life, he usually tackles my leg and claws and/or bites me, sometimes hard. He's not a vicious cat--I just think he overcompensates since he's such a creampuff most of the time. He tends to bite me like this when I'm throwing a fit--almost like he's telling me to calm down and knock it off--he will literally CHASE me all over the house when I'm throwing a fit, and he will NOT leave me alone! Though sometimes I think he also does it when attempting to play, and he has no idea how hard he's actually biting!! >_<
Well here, in the dream, I could tell by the way the girl ran by, Coz fast on her heels, that the two of them were playing, and I thought it was so cute! ^_^ However, I was worried that when he caught up he might bite or claw her a little too hard...so I think I either slowed him down or caught him up in my arms, though I didn't want to distract their play, so if I did catch him I probably released him again. I just didn't want the little girl to get hurt and get upset with him when he was only playing. I believe I hugged him, too. Even though I'm still not quite sure what exactly was going on there, it was a sweet little dream.
This dream might have shifted into/been related to one of the other dreams of this night.
Laughing Myself Awake
This was a very confused and muddled dream!
I know there was a lot more before this, but my memory picks up with me shopping with another person, a black man, I believe. He might have been kind of stocky and maybe with a mustache or goatee or something, maybe slightly like the blind black guy on Becker (Alex Desert) but I'm not sure. For some reason we decided to split up, and I left him at the door while I went and continued shopping. I had a grocery cart. The store was one I do not recognize though it seemed to be a supermarket. I ended up in an aisle that sold ice cream and ice cream products, though it wasn't refrigerated and the ice cream was just sitting on a shelf on my right. (I think I even wondered about this in my dream.) The aisle stretched ahead of me and it was just crowded with people.
I looked at the types of ice cream to see if they had anything I might like. I think there might have been more in another location as the selection here seemed small. I noticed that there was one particular "Southern" brand (it had "Southern" in the name or else just listed itself as a Southern ice cream) with a few different flavors in pastel colors. The ice cream was in those cartons or boxes you get, not in buckets. The pastel-colored ones, there was lavender, pink, and maybe pale blue and/or something else. These intrigued me; I felt they might be odd flavors like cotton candy or bubblegum or some such, so I decided to check them out; I was interested in trying an odd flavor.
My eyes fell on one of the pastel-colored ice creams--I'm not sure if it was pink or yellow or what--but the first word I saw was "popcorn." Popcorn-flavored ice cream?? Well, they have pizza-flavored ice cream somewhere, don't they? I found this mildly disturbing but then I thought, maybe it's supposed to be caramel popcorn-flavored ice cream or something like that? That would be interesting! Then I looked at it again and now it said "popcorn bread" ice cream. Popcorn bread-flavored ice cream?? I had no clue what that meant, but DAMN did it sound disgusting! >_<
"I don't think so," I murmured, and continued looking. I kind of got distracted from the ice cream by some of the other things in the aisle; ahead of these boxes they had like ice cream eating utensils, which included this plastic ice cream set for toddlers. It was all in sturdy shiny plastics--white and red and blue, bold colors like that, but mostly white--there was some kind of central piece which might have held the other pieces, which included special little bowls and spoons, maybe among other things. Somebody seemed to be with me right now, though maybe they were just a passerby. "Oh, that's so CUTE!" I gushed, leaning over the ice cream set. "I'd love something like that if I were little!"
I think the person gave me a strange look before moving on.
I started moving on as well, but my shopping cart was backwards--I was pushing it by its front. :/ I considered turning it around, but the aisle was so crowded, and for some reason I didn't really want to. I would just continue pushing it through the aisle backwards until I got to an open space, then I'd turn it around. I just hoped nobody thought I was weird, or that I wouldn't run over anything. I started carefully steering it around people--it was so crowded, it was like a school hallway between classes!
As I pushed the cart along, weaving between people on both sides, I noticed a pair of headphones fall to the floor. Just little ones, like those you'd wear with a portable CD player or something. I realized they had fallen off an older man (maybe in glasses and a cap) walking ahead of me. He turned and started looking for them; I retrieved them from the floor and handed them back. He said thank you and I smiled and nodded and continued on my way.
I ended up at the door again (though now I seemed to be facing the opposite direction); I believe I was afraid to go past a certain area lest an alarm go off, as I must not have paid for my groceries yet. I think I could see that it was winter and snowy outside, possibly late afternoon, still kind of light but dimming. The black man was waiting for me here and as I approached him I said something like, "You would not BELIEVE how crowded it is! I am SO glad that's over." It had just been so crowded! I believe I felt a little guilty that one of the other shoppers I'd been near, like the person who'd given me the look (a woman?), or the old man, would overhear me saying this and would take offense, but I was exaggerating when I said it, and I had only been talking about the excessive crowding. The black man commiserated and then the dream shifted in a very odd way, if this was in fact still the same dream.
Something happened in here, but I don't know what. All I know is now I was no longer with the black man, or else he had changed, into a white man who may have resembled John Henson--the comedian, with the white patch in his hair. O_o We seemed to be leaving the shopping area and stepping into an elevator or vestibule or hallway or something, and the layout/design of the store/whatever it was changed as well--it had seemed like a regular old supermarket before, with white tiled floors and such, but now it was all in golden woods with nice warm lighting and high beamed ceilings, kind of like the UAW Family Center where my dad works in real life; really nice looking, with balconies and different levels and such. We walked through something and as we went along I spotted a...big stuffed owl... o_O ...just sitting on a ledge or something. I love owls, so I just snatched it up and brought it with me, tucking it under my arm. It was a real owl but it had been stuffed; it looked like a great horned owl. Nice and big and soft. I had a sort of sneaky feeling while doing this, like I was almost stealing it, though I felt no guilt--I guess I knew this dream was weird by now and found the situation more amusing than anything. John Henson (or whoever he was) just kept walking and I followed, the two of us blathering at each other as we went.
He stepped into a strange elevator-type device and I followed. I can't really describe it...it was about big enough for two to four people, and the sides were of wood maybe, curved, like the basket of a hot-air balloon, maybe padded or upholstered on the inside, probably in red. It was just that bottom, waist-high section--there was no top. I have no logical idea how the thing actually rose, or what operated it, but it did. It started going up and we were just yapping the whole time. I can't even remember about what, but we sure did babble; I think it was just silly talk. As we rose I noticed a big lower section of ceiling, or a balcony, or just some decoration hanging from the ceiling, this huge wooden(?) thing, coming straight for us--for ME! You see, John Henson (or whoever) was safe in HIS half of the elevator, but this big thing was coming right for my section--I'd be squished if we kept going up as we were going. (The laws of physics did not seem to apply properly in this dream, as, if this were real, the obstruction would logically have blocked the elevator from rising any further, as well--but somehow in the dream, it would just hit me and squish me or knock me off, not interfere with the elevator itself. *shrug*)
We kept talking. I stood here holding this big stuffed owl as the obstruction loomed closer, staring up at it tensely. As it came right down over my head I finally reached up and grabbed onto the edge of it--it had seemed flattish before, but now it had height to it, and I started climbing up the side of it as the elevator continued going. I was afraid of heights as we were WAY up in the air (I'm acrophobic), but that didn't keep me from trying to save myself, as well as save face! I kept holding the owl under my right arm, and talking to John Henson (?) as I clambered over this...and at last the dream struck me as so ludicrous that I started laughing out loud. And that was how I awoke, chuckling to myself in bed. It was about twenty minutes before time for me to wake up, so I rolled over and dozed off again. ^_^
This was the last dream I remembered before waking up for good. Looking at the dream in retrospect, it wasn't so much funny as it was merely weird...but for some reason even while I was having it I found it hilarious. *shrug* Whatever.
This dream might have shifted into/been related to one of the other dreams of this night.
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