<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:16:07.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Memorabilia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-112144409729710355</id><published>2005-07-15T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:38.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Accident</title><content type='html'>I was driving home in the evening and found myself tailgating a car in front of me.  After several minutes, fumed, I moved over to the next lane and passed her.  I then got back in her lane.  I started to drive fast..and then slow..  having her close behind me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, I found myself walking and someone yelling at me "Miss, Miss, are you okay?  Do you have identification on you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to see a cop shining a light at me.  I looked around and saw cars after cars piled up on one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried out "What happened, did I do this??  Did I cause this??".  Tears started to rush down my eyes.  There were bodies everywhere and I looked at myself.  I had blood on me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss, you need to stay calm", the cop said as she approached me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dreammoods--&lt;br /&gt;To dream of a car accident, symbolizes your emotional state. You may be harboring deep anxieties and fears. Are you "driving" yourself too hard? This dream may tell you to slow down before you hit disaster. You need to rethink or re-plan your course of actions and set yourself on a better path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-112144409729710355?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/112144409729710355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=112144409729710355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/112144409729710355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/112144409729710355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/07/accident.html' title='The Accident'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-112144421986636936</id><published>2005-07-13T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:38.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naked</title><content type='html'>I was playing soccer naked.  Then there were bonfires.  And he was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dreammoods--&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are naked, denotes the fear of being found out and exposed about your activities and misjudgment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-112144421986636936?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/112144421986636936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=112144421986636936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/112144421986636936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/112144421986636936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/07/naked.html' title='Naked'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111923964938681818</id><published>2005-06-19T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:38.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many of everyone</title><content type='html'>a Coworker tells my friend and I about FTP only being used in SB and that SB location was being sold off to another company.  He beckons for us to follow him into an outside auditorium where there are a lot of people.  My friend departs and takes a seat across from me.  Another friend gets up to describe a graphical technique.  Everyone is impressed.  He encourages her and thanks her.  She informs him that she likes his blog and they exchange contact information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend gets up and starts singing...it was unusual.  Took me down memory lane and I started tearing up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Dreammoods---&lt;br /&gt;To hear someone sing in your dream, signifies emotional and spiritual fulfillment. You are changing your mood and experiencing a more positive outlook in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111923964938681818?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111923964938681818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111923964938681818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111923964938681818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111923964938681818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/06/too-many-of-everyone.html' title='Too many of everyone'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111850648108529469</id><published>2005-06-11T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squids</title><content type='html'>He was swimming around with squids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Dreammoods---&lt;br /&gt;It symbolizes greed. It is always about what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111850648108529469?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111850648108529469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111850648108529469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111850648108529469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111850648108529469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/06/squids.html' title='Squids'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111553281089910234</id><published>2005-05-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Party</title><content type='html'>A huge party.  Lots of toasting.  Banquet / Basque style feast.  We are all sitting around waiting to be served.  Everyone has drank a little to much wine.  We are all dancing.  I am dancing.. my shoulder straps on my dress comes off and my breasts are exposed.  I feel naked.  No one seems to notice.  I touch my bare back and feel roughness.  I look in the mirror behind me and see quartersized soap residues on my back, almost as if I had miss some spots while showering.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all seated.  My parents are seated kitty corner from me.  As I sit down I notice an empty seat next to me.  And then ...... HE sits down.. and I smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Dreammoods----&lt;br /&gt;Soap&lt;br /&gt;To see soap in your dream, indicates that you need to wash away some of your emotions or past memories. You may also be feeling emotionally dirty or guilty and are trying to wash away the shame. Perhaps you need to confess something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breasts&lt;br /&gt;Seeing naked breasts can also denote a feeling of exposure and invasion of privacy. In particular, for a woman, the dream may indicate anxieties about becoming a woman/mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are naked, denotes the fear of being found out and exposed about your activities and misjudgment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111553281089910234?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111553281089910234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111553281089910234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111553281089910234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111553281089910234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/05/party.html' title='The Party'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111491361753790933</id><published>2005-04-30T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bruised</title><content type='html'>He knocks at my door.  I let him in.  His face is all bruised like he has been in a fight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Dreammoods---&lt;br /&gt;Bruise&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you have a bruise, represents stress and mounting pressure that you are dealing with in your waking life. It may also refer to a reawakening of old, family wounds. Alternatively, you need to accept the consequences of your actions. Consider the symbolism of the specific part of your body that is bruised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111491361753790933?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111491361753790933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111491361753790933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111491361753790933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111491361753790933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/04/bruised.html' title='The Bruised'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111304625453747014</id><published>2005-04-09T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Killing and Kidnaps</title><content type='html'>Dream starts with a serial killer that kills my whole family.  Chops people up, cousins, relatives, friends.  I must have died along with them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream switches to kidnapping of my little girl. Very vague...  But at one point my little girl escapes to a neighbors house, only to have him find her again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Dreammoods: every &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Dreammoods---&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you witness a murder, indicates deep-seated anger towards somebody. Consider how the victim represents aspects of yourself that you want to destroy or eliminate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that someone has been kidnapped, indicates that you are not letting aspects and characteristics of that person be expressed within you. You are trying to contain and/or suppress those qualities of the kidnapped person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111304625453747014?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111304625453747014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111304625453747014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111304625453747014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111304625453747014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/04/killing-and-kidnaps.html' title='The Killing and Kidnaps'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111296663892092614</id><published>2005-04-08T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashes...</title><content type='html'>A consultant squeezing my genitals.... I warned him to stop, but he laughs and edges me on. Everyone is laughing at... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reaching, calling out to the "someone" to help me... but it falls to death ears.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attend my guitar class with my little girl... a woman holds my little girl in her hands... I am smiling. Then the most appalling event occurrs. The woman lifts up my girls skirt and then the woman undresses herself, and a male organ is released. I scream and start running to them, but I can't reach them. I see the woman planting the male organ inside my daughter. NO NO NO NO, I am screaming, running, tears coming down my face..... finally I reach the woman just in time, (I HOPE). I pull my girl away from the woman. The woman is surprised as if I was the one committing the wrong act. I look at my little girl who also has a confusing look on her face.. NO NO NO NO NO...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111296663892092614?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111296663892092614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111296663892092614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111296663892092614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111296663892092614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/04/flashes.html' title='Flashes...'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111296506877233852</id><published>2005-04-07T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worms</title><content type='html'>I was lying in bed, when all of a sudden, I felt involuntary push and squeeze from my anus.  I looked down unto the floor and saw worms crawling about.  I was shocked.  A person next to me tells me that I have worms.  They are coming out to "play" and will soon go back inside of me(through the anus).  I was scared and disgusted.  I wrapped the sheets close to me, tugged it close to my body and watched the worms squirm about.  It was getting late and I was trying hard to keep my eyes from closing.  All of a sudden, I couldn't see the worms anymore.  I got scared and wrapped the sheets closer to my body.  Then a few seconds later, I felt an odd sense of pushing into me.  NO NO NO NO NO NO. ..the worms were trying to re-enter-- through my anus. NO NO NO NONO.. I was pushing them away.. but they were fast... .. NO NO NO NONO.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dreammoods----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ringworms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you have ringworms, forewarns that you will catch a slight illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tapeworm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have or see a tapeworm in your dream, forewarns of poor health and little pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Worm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a worm in your dream, represents weakness and general negativity. You have a very low opinion of yourself or of someone in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that the worm is crawling on your body, indicates that you feel someone around you is taking advantage of your and feeding off your kind heartedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see yourself using a worm as fish bait, foretells of success and material gain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111296506877233852?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111296506877233852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111296506877233852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111296506877233852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111296506877233852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/04/worms.html' title='Worms'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111220316090581705</id><published>2005-03-30T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of the woods</title><content type='html'>I was driving home..  the roads were blocked, so I took another route.  The route took me through a forest. As I am driving, I am feeling a breeze, and the branches brushing against me (even though I am in my car). Everything smells fresh and clean.  It's dark and eeerie, but I am not scared. I feel lost but at the same time, I am enjoying the ride home.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am finally coming out of the woods --- I think I have finally found closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;----------DREAMMOODS------------------&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are in or walking through the forest, signifies a transitional phase.  You may be following your instincts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are lost in the woods, indicates that you are starting a new phase in your life. You are expressing some anxiety about leaving behind the familiar and what you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are lost in a forest, signifies that you are searching through your unconscious for a better understanding of yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111220316090581705?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111220316090581705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111220316090581705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111220316090581705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111220316090581705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/03/coming-out-of-woods.html' title='Coming out of the woods'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111098636325302010</id><published>2005-03-16T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Chairs...like.</title><content type='html'>Walking to a party... Walking with friends... We get to the party.  My sister departs from the group and settles to a place by the back.  My friend also separates from the group and settles to the back.  The group seats themselves towards the front. The only seat remaining is the one next to my dad.  I hesitate to take that seat and spots a seat to the left of my friend. I approach him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got a seat saved for me?", I asked.  The guy to his right answers "Hey, cutie, you can sit next to me." I ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I was kind of saving this for someone", my friend replied.  He glances up towards the entrance door.  The most beautiful girl was walking into the room.  I thought to myself, "yeah, right! like she will sit next to you..".  Feeling rejected, I walk away ...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful girl walks through the crowd of peering eyes, walks past my friend whose tongue is dangling on the floor, and sits with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dreammoods---&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are rejecting something, indicates that there are feelings or situations that you want to be rid of. Alternatively, you may be refusing to accept a situation that is being imposed and forced upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are being rejected, signifies a lack of self-worth and alienation of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111098636325302010?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111098636325302010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111098636325302010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111098636325302010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111098636325302010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/03/musical-chairslike.html' title='Musical Chairs...like.'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111082737303019307</id><published>2005-03-14T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>I was combing my hair and my hair came out in huge strands.  I looked in the mirror and noticed a bald spot, the size of a fist on my left side of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------Dream moods -----&lt;br /&gt;Losing Your Hair&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are losing your hair, denotes that you are concerned with the notion that you are getting older and losing your sex appeal/virility. You are preoccupied with aging and your appearance. Losing you hair also signify a lack of strength and that you do not possess the power to succeed in an undertaking. You may be feeling weak and vulnerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111082737303019307?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111082737303019307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111082737303019307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111082737303019307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111082737303019307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111038933621030405</id><published>2005-03-09T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elbows, Hair...</title><content type='html'>He chose me...  based on my elbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a bad hair day.  Blow drying, combing.. nothing suffice..  My hair remained flat and unmanageable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Dreammoods-----&lt;br /&gt;To see your own elbows in your dream, indicates that you need to make a space for yourself. Your dream may express hesitance or fear in creating your own space for fear of being scrutinized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that your elbow is wounded, suggests your inability to function in some waking situation. It may also refer to some sexual anxiety. The right elbow relate to moral and ethical issues while the left elbow represents passiveness and your undeveloped characteristics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see hair in your dream, signifies sexual virility, seduction, sensuality, vanity, and health. It is indicative of your attitudes. If your hair is knotted or tangled, then it is symbolic of uncertainty and confusion in your life. You may be unable to think straight. If the wind is blowing through your hair, then it signifies freedom to express uninhibited feelings. You are "letting your hair down".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are combing or styling your hair, suggests that you are taking on and evaluating a new idea, concept, outlook, or way of thinking. You may be putting your thoughts in order and getting your facts straight. A more literal interpretation suggests your concerns about your self-image and appearance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111038933621030405?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111038933621030405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111038933621030405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111038933621030405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111038933621030405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/03/elbows-hair.html' title='Elbows, Hair...'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-111032017012903765</id><published>2005-03-08T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:37.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Beans and Gigs</title><content type='html'>Chopping up green beans into pieces.  Picking at my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo and I packing up our guitars, packing them away.  We are on our way to a friends house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream was in bits and pieces....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Dreammoods interpretation--&lt;br /&gt;To see or eat beans in your dream, signifies your connection to your roots and to humanity. Consider what binds you to your community.  Alternatively, beans are symbolic of the soul and of immortality. They also relate to fertility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To  dream that you have or play a guitar, represents passion and emotion. It also has relates to sexual connotations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-111032017012903765?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/111032017012903765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=111032017012903765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111032017012903765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/111032017012903765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/03/green-beans-and-gigs.html' title='Green Beans and Gigs'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-110913806381692298</id><published>2005-02-22T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:36.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Execution</title><content type='html'>He was strapped to the arms of the chair with his head cocked to one side. He masked his visage with indifference as the executioner prepared the intravenous needle for execution. I stood several feet away in observance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreammoods interpretation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see an execution in your dream, denotes that you will suffer some misfortune from the carelessness of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-110913806381692298?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/110913806381692298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=110913806381692298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110913806381692298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110913806381692298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/02/execution.html' title='The Execution'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-110874843874142727</id><published>2005-02-18T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:35.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Never Ending Feces</title><content type='html'>I was sitting on the toilet taking care of business.  When I was done I reached for a full roll of toilet paper and assumed the mundane task of wiping my ass.  After several swaps, I noticed I was still not clean.  The roll of toilet papper finally emptied and I was still dirty.  I started to stress because I couldn't get clean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreammoods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6500ca;"&gt;To dream that you are       unable to dispose of the feces, suggests that you are unwilling to let go       of your emotions. You have a tendency to hold in and keep your feelings to       yourself.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-110874843874142727?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/110874843874142727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=110874843874142727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110874843874142727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110874843874142727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/02/never-ending-feces.html' title='The Never Ending Feces'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-110737151116730188</id><published>2005-02-02T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:35.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grounded Pilot</title><content type='html'>I was working the ATC tower and we noticed a plane flying haphazardly. He kept showing in and out of our radar. The pilot of the plane failed to communicate with us, so we radioed another pilot (the Cleaner) to go and force it down. We were afraid he would jeopardize his life and others. All of a sudden, I had an uncanny feeling that I knew who the pilot was. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cleaner took off into the skies looking for the other pilot but returned within minutes because he had lost sight of the pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene switches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane's engine dies. Pilot has to do an emergency landng into shrubbery field. Lightening, thunder, rain ... strikes, but pilot is able to land w/o injuring himself. Its pouring now and he gets out of the plane. He smiles.. he likes the thunderstorms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-110737151116730188?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/110737151116730188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=110737151116730188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110737151116730188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110737151116730188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/02/grounded-pilot.html' title='The Grounded Pilot'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-110659689322724027</id><published>2005-01-24T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:34.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bladder Infection</title><content type='html'>I had to go to the bathroom.  The urge was killing me and there was that pain associated with the urge.  I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, pushing ..pushing... pushing.. but to no avail.  I got up and turned on the shower, hoping the running water would help urge the urine out.  That too didn't help.  I was in great pain.  I couldn't understand why I couldn't urinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I am aware of my bed.  I am aware of my body on top of my bed.  I am aware of my room and how dark it is.  I am not in the bathroom, but nestled warmly underneath the covers.  Worse, I am aware that I have to go urinate still. For a split second, I actually found myself trying to urinate and then I realized I am still in bed...  which is why I probably couldn't urinate in my dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately threw back the covers, dashed to the bathroom, and sat down on the toilet.  Sure enough it flowed like Niagra Falls.  I was dreading the pain associated with a bladder infection and I was cringing.  But there were no pain.  The bladder infection was just a dream...  Maybe a mechanism to get me out of bed to urinate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Dream Moods Interpretation---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6500ca;"&gt;To see a urinal in your dream, signifies disorder in your personal         relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6500ca;"&gt;To hear running water in your dream,       denotes meditation, reflection and pondering of your thoughts and       emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-110659689322724027?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/110659689322724027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=110659689322724027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110659689322724027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110659689322724027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/01/bladder-infection.html' title='The Bladder Infection'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-110597409765447189</id><published>2005-01-17T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:34.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Airplane</title><content type='html'>It was raining. I was co-pilot. My sister was the pilot. The plane was sensitive to water, so she had to steer the plane to some covered parking to avoid getting water on the wings. The plane's cockpit was open to the plane. A truck of people were driven to the plane from the airport. There were some odd characters boarding the plane. Annoying kids arrived and were playing near the cockpit. An asian man, the father of these annoying kids, began to eat noodles near the ignition switch. I told him he couldn't do that and gave him a bowl to eat his noodles. I spoke in Hmong and he appeared to understand, even though he was Laotion. I then assumed the task of disassembling the ignition switch and washing it. Then I placed it back in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister announced we were cleared to take off. For some odd reason, I then turned the ignition switch to HI and lit it as if lighting a gas oven or burner. We were in full throttle as we took off. I sat down and looked nervously at my sister, "You sure you know how to fly this??". The plane resembled Howard Hughes' Spruce Goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course." she replied. They must have had training although this was her first commercial flight in this plane. As we took off, I noticed the angle of attack started to climb. 10 degrees.. 20 degrees.. 45 degrees... we did 180 degrees !! I looked at her in astonishment, "You can't fly like that!!!". She just smiled. We were going fast...and I think she was out of control... because soon after, the angle of attack climbed again and we did another 180 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we were at cruising speed, cruising at 10 feet above traffic (car traffic). "What are you doing??" I kept asking her? We flew over cars and dodged trees. All of a sudden, I started see horse carriages taking off. HUH? A carriage led by horses taking off into the air like Santa Clause. I started to get nervous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WE ARE DEAD, aren't we?". I looked around the plane for the first time since take off. Everyone appeared....asleep, except for my sister, my brother, Sebastian and myself. I started to cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream shifts, we land, the bodies of the people are all gone. In the airport strip mall, I see my parents. They looked older. My dad is reaching into cold freezer for some orange juice. My mom is behind him directing him. I run to them, "Hey, you guys, mom and dad weren't on the plane. Maybe we aren't dead.." just then I spotted a teenage girl with long black hair, seated next to my mom. She was sipping on some juice and wating patiently. "Tianna...." and tears start rolling down my face. I grab Sebastian and point to her "Look at how much our daughter has grown..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreammoods interpretation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a busy airport in your dream, signifies the desire for freedom, high ideals, ambition, and hopes. It is an indication that you are approaching a new departure in your life. Some new idea is taking off or is ready to take off. You may be experiencing a new relationship, new career path or new adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that a plane crashes, suggests that you have set overly high and unrealistic goals for yourself. Your goals may be too high and are impossible to realize. You are in danger of having it come crashing down. Alternatively, your lack of confidence, self-defeating attitude and self-doubt toward the goals you have set for yourself is represented by the crashing airplane; you do not believe in your ability to attain those goals. Loss of power and uncertainty in achieving your goals are also signified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6500ca;"&gt;To dream that you die in your dream, symbolizes inner changes, transformation, self-discovery and positive development that is happening within you or in your life. Although such a dreams may bring about feelings of fear and anxiety, it is no cause for alarm and is often considered a positive symbol. Dreams of experiencing your own death usually means that big changes are ahead for you. You are moving on to new beginnings and leaving the past behind. These changes does not necessarily imply a negative turn of events. Metaphorically, dying can be seen as an end or a termination to your old ways and habits. So, dying does not always mean a physical death, but an ending of something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6500ca;"&gt;On a negative note, to dream that you die may represent involvement in deeply painful relationships or unhealthy, destructive behaviors. You may feeling depressed or feel strangled by a situation or person in your waking life. Perhaps your mind is preoccupied with someone who is terminally ill or dying. Alternatively, you may be trying to get out of some obligation, responsibility or other situation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-110597409765447189?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/110597409765447189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=110597409765447189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110597409765447189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110597409765447189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/01/airplane.html' title='The Airplane'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10210429.post-110597273014103705</id><published>2005-01-17T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:54:34.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life Raft</title><content type='html'>I had a dream couple of days ago. In it my ex was guiding me up a flight of stairs. We had to fight our way through the masses of people. We missed elevators and had to take these long long stairs. We were headed towards a concert on which seemed like the 100th floor. Finally, we made it to the top and we find we are early. We have time to eat. The dream shifts. We are sitting at an oval table. His back is to the wall and I am on his right side. There is an elder couple to his left. And two empty seats to my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, he gets up and decides to move to the left of the elderly couple, leaving one seat between us. I asked him "Why are you sitting so far apart from me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's okay if we are apart. I can still see you.." was his reply and it was cut short when a strikingly beautiful woman sits down right between us. I didn't pay attention to her but soon afterwards, she began to converse with my ex and myself. I started to have an odd feeling about her. I dropped my napkin and went down to pick it up. What I saw was his hands caressing her knees. I am appalled and jump back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How dare you ? We went through hell to get here and now you are flirting with this girl. Do you even know this girl? Was this all set up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at me and says he is sorry. I am hurt and confused. I went into my pant pocket and pulled out the ticket to the concert and threw it at him. "Here, looks like I won't be needing this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreammoods interpretation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6500ca;"&gt;To dream that the       elevator is out of order or that it is not letting you off, symbolizes       that your emotions have gotten out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6500ca;"&gt;To dream that your mate,       spouse, or significant other is cheating on you, indicates your fears of       being abandoned. You may feel a lack of attention in the relationship.       Alternatively, you may feel that you are not measuring up to the       expectations of others. This notion may stem from issues of trust or       self-esteem. The dream could also indicate that you are unconsciously       picking up hints and cues that your significant other is not being       completely truth or is not fully committed in the relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10210429-110597273014103705?l=dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/feeds/110597273014103705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10210429&amp;postID=110597273014103705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110597273014103705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10210429/posts/default/110597273014103705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsmemorabilia.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-raft.html' title='The Life Raft'/><author><name>Aymiee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bLah95ijYJU/TAxtjeTw9II/AAAAAAAAACg/lxsT_R1bazQ/S220/aymieeface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
