It’s been quite some time since I posted here, and a lot has happened in my life. I need to continue recording my dreams. There are messages that I have been ignoring and I know my subconscious is still trying to get through to me. I feel this is important for the life of my soul. I need transcendence and mystery in my life and my dreams provide that in many ways.

Lately I have been dreaming about running. When I was younger I could never run in my dreams, I always felt like I was running through quicksand or tar and not getting anywhere. But lately I have been running lightly and quickly, without effort. And it feels good.

Last night I dreamt I was at Lake Tahoe with two faceless girlfriends. It was summer and there was a fire in the mountains. We were sitting on the side of a mountain path admiring the handsome firefighters as they passed. We followed the firefighters lakeside where all of these gorgeous men were playing football and BBQing. One of them ran into me as he was jumping to catch the football and hurt my calf. I played the damsel in distress for attention.

As I was laying on the ground massaging my calf I looked up and saw a storm coming in. I told the girls that we had better get back to the hotel. The storm cloud was cone shaped (not a tornado) and looked ominous. As we were running back through the woods we were trying to stay out in the open away from the trees to avoid the lightning that was flashing. It was very dark from the storm and I was scared but I was running easily and much more quickly than my two friends. We reached the hotel and then Steven woke me up.

I have been dreaming about attention from men a lot lately. I think since getting married I have been extra careful about associating with men, or even looking at them. I wonder if the tight rein I have been keeping myself on is causing this “backlash” in my dreams. Seems a reasonable and safe way for that need to give itself expression.