Author Archives: Teresa

…Dream 1: I, as Abraham Lincon’s wife, or as an observer of his wife, entered the yard of a home during the night, expecting to find something suitable for a president. The yard was well-kept, with trimmed hedges and mown lawn. The house exterior was a clean stucco surface, painted… Continue reading →

…Up early today—before K. Awakened by a strange dream: I was sitting at a long table, the kind one finds in a church basement. We were in some kind of a basement hall, with my Dad, K, Carole, and Iris. Each of them had something to say about my behaviour:… Continue reading →

…dreamed about a butch-looking woman, a little hefty, who was an alcoholic. the setting: My place. But “my place” was like a club, with a dance floor and raunchy lighting. I sat on a cot which faced the dance floor, and this woman was sitting beside me, talking. She was… Continue reading →

…Busy night. I know I was lucid dreaming. I woke up a couple times and thought so to myself. It was interesting that I dreamed that I was dreaming, and then woke up with the cat, Alberta, on my chest, but her head was hidden with a rag. I tried… Continue reading →

…Action dream last night. Only remember snippets. I wasn’t running the show. I was only being buffetted around from place to place, not because I wanted to be, but because I was following the general moment. There was some kind of olympic competition–either swimming or vaulting. I made a dive,… Continue reading →

…Dreamed last ight that I was drawing a picture of Edgar Allen Poe. I had to stop myself from making him look like Dracula. It was a large picture of his face, on white paper. There was black, there was red (around his eyes). I got the face to be… Continue reading →

…In this dream I met a woman by chance who knew K. She was hefty with long blonde hair, and was psychic. She knew K when K was 15. K used to visit her when she worked at a restaurant called “The Nosh” (not a actual restaurant). She said she… Continue reading →

…Nightmare night–not extremely bad, just anxious. Dreamed about robbers scaling the apartment wall, stealing from an upstairs suite. I could see the whole thing, so I called the police, afraid that the robbers would know I did it. Next, someone saw me (not threatening though). Then beer filled up the… Continue reading →

…Kathy had a dream the other night: Outside my apartment window there was a pile of discarded cigarette packages, and cigarette lighters of every colour, which I had thrown away when they had stopped working. (K had bought me a lighter recently.) The lighters symbolize lovers and, I guess, the… Continue reading →

…This was one of my most unusual dreams ever. I dreamed I was pickling people, as in I was doing some home canning. I pickled two of D’s lovers. (This dream took place after I found out about S and broke it off with D.) One (containing S) was in… Continue reading →

…I dreamed I was at S’s house in the country, which was simultaneously actually my house, but with bigger rooms. D (a former two-timing boyfriend) was there to see S (the woman he two-timed with). He had given her a kit with an amber liquid (looked like dark urine) which… Continue reading →

…Last night I had a dream with a bunch of people in it. These were all people I actually do not know in waking life, but in my dream I had met several of them. There was some kind of a connection with work (with the newspaper) with one of… Continue reading →

…Dreamed I went into the poultry barn and was happy to see my pair of Runner Ducks who wanted to mate. (These ducks had been snaffled up by a fox a few years back.) My dog Pan (also passed away) was in the barn with them and told me they… Continue reading →