Dreams

Well I have been told and told and told, by everyone.... my husband, my mom, and my dad...
Write down your dreams... you never know what they could mean. So ok here goes. Hope this all makes sense.

Dream 1:
It begins when me and my husband are driving up this really big hill. As we start driving up the hill I see waves and waves of brown water coming towards us. It knocks over the huge semi trucks in front of us. But amazingly the water does not bother our little car.The reason we are driving up this hill and must reach the top is because our parents are up there. ( I don't know why both of our parents would be up there but anyways) We reach the top.
His parents give us 2 new cell phones. My husband proceeds to try to make mine work... It won't turn on. We need this phone to work. My parents are with us and trying to get this phone to work as well. The cell phone looks like this: it has a pda on one side and a face of a calculator on the other. You can dial the phone numbers with the side that looks like a calulator. I still can't figure out how to talk into it... Needless to say we never got the silly phone to work.
As we continue to get this phone to work our neighbors are trying to get away from this flood that is still raging around our house at the top of the hill. As they try to drive out into the scarey water with their van pulling there boat. They drive into the side of my parents Van/suv. Not denting the SUV but just scratching along the side. Making a really loud scratching sound. We were alarmed but not to terribly worried about it.
Soon I find myself in a mall type area, maybe inside of a store that has a couple of different venders in it. I am selling some sort of product that is made by my family. And I am in charge of the store. While right next to me is a man who is selling glass products. I know this man, he is an old family friend, a glassblower. ( A wonderful friend whom I haven't seen in many years) However this man then proceeds to teach me about symbolism.
And this dream comes to an end.

The next night
Dream 2:

Again this dream starts out with me driving around in my car. Only this time there is no water. But the hood of my car goes up in flames. Just the hood nothing else. I don't know what I did but I think I just turned the car off and the strange flames just stopped burning. Whew I don't need to worry about that anymore.
I go to turn on the car again, and this time.... BOOM!!!!! My car exploded! (Hmmmmm never had that happen before)
Startled I wake up in a hospital room... I am not to badly injured I just feel abit shorter than normal. My husband comes to me and takes me to an animal shelter. We had lost 2 of our dogs, I don't know how I think they were in the car with me. Anyway they had died. So I was to pick out for myself a new dog. Somehow I found this beautiful Wolf-like dog. He was big and fluffy and about to be put to sleep. I had to save him no one else wanted him he was to mean for other families. But he loved me, I didn't necessarily choose him, I think he chose me.
Anyways I go back to the hospital room... I don't think I was supposed to leave, even though I didn't feel wounded or sick. So instead I went out for a walk around this huge hospital with my beautiful wolf dog.
Then I woke up.

The very next evening.
Dream 3:

We start out the dream by purchasing a house. A small house by the ocean. But not just my husband and I, we buy the house along with our siblings and their spouses. ( i.e. my brother, his wife, my sister in-law, her husband) And we all moved into this fairly small house on the beach.
Not only to the 3 couples move in but my brother has two children, and they move in as well as our 3 dogs: Ginger, Dolly, and Scout. In 6 of the rooms we have queen beds. These are small rooms so they only have about the room for a queen bed and nothing else. There is a bathroom one each floor but there is only 2 floors. So only 2 bathrooms but this didn't bother us. The dogs were to be kept in the basement with a stairway that lead up to a little grassy area out side... because of course dogs can't be just kept in the basement, especially these dogs.
The back door lead directly out to the ocean. Right down the sandy hill lay the beautiful turquoise of the turbulent sea. Apparently we lived on the harbour and occationally we would see large boats docked behind our house.
One morning I awoke and saw no boats out there, so I went to go and swim in the waters down there. As I stepped to the backyard I found several people digging up the sand from below my house. Just taking it away as if it didn't or shouldn't be there. I then got a little perturbed, I asked them what they were doing to my property. They said they were going to build a stage there for people to perform on. I promptly told them no they were not building a stage there. As I turned around I found that a very large backhoe sitting on the ground above my house and as the roof of my house went into the ground it was sitting ontop of my house. I then got more angry.... I walked up to where the backhoe was and found that a large carnival was being set up in my front yard...
Ok this is not happening I said to myself. So I proceed to the ticket both where I see two young gentlemen standing. I ask them where I might find the manager or owner of this carnival. ( So that I may rip his head off) The young man begins to try and solve my problem. But I know that this is not a problem that can be solved by this kid and I tell him more firmly that I need to speak to the owner. Well he meanders about with his words and Finally by the time that I am infuriated he says that he will take me to the owner.
So I am now walking around following the young man to the owner. But does this kid take you directly to the owner, no, he startes walking around in circles. He stops to help a coworker, and he then sits down to talk. I stand there with my arms folded tight. Glaring my best glare. The kid doesn't even look at me until I yell, "Owner NOW!". Ok so he begins to walk again. And this situation repeats itself, I don't know how many times.
Finally after hours of him trying to get me distracted so that I forget what I need to speak to the owner about, but only resulting in gettime me Incredibly infuriated the kid takes me to the owners office.
I walk in and see that the owner is on the phone. Ok I will wait. Standing there I wait as the owner has a very lengthy conversation on the phone... he acts as if he can't see me. He ends the phone call. And continues to act as if he doesn't see me and he asks the kid if his work is done the kid says no, and sits at his desk next to the owner. Not saying one word about me, I watch a bit of this happen and finally...
I smack my hands down onto the desk and begin to scream at the owner... How dare you think you can get away with this I own this land and you are going to destroy my house!! I I then proceed to blow up as all of this rage had been building in me from the time I saw the sand being removed from underneath my house.
The picture of the sand being gone from beneath my house just kept flashing across my mind. And I know how dangerous it is when the sand gets taken away. Thus they are going to ruin my house and make it no longer safe for me to live in and I cannot have this happen.
Then I think to myself.... oh no I turned off the alarm clock... what time is it... am I late for work... And I wake up.

So those are my most recent perplexing dreams. What should I take from them if anything. I don't know. Maybe they are just a bunch of mixed up emotions. Or maybe there is something to be learned from them.... All I know is a house built on sand can never last... the sand will move and the house cannot stand firm... this is why we must build our houses on stone and rock... Solid foundations that never move. Not with wind or water.


How do we find these solid foundations?