It's been a very long time since I had a dream that caused me to shoot up in bed, gasping, with sounds from the dream still echoing in my ear. It's been even longer since I had a dream where, after waking up, I couldn't just roll over and go back to sleep.
Last night, I dreamt I was in a room with people who were familiar to me, though I can't remember their names or faces. I reached for a paintbrush and began to feverishly paint...four squares equally spaced apart to create a larger square.... topped by a diamond... I felt I was supposed to draw a second diamond, but I never got to it before the next part of my dream. I can't post images yet, but I'll try to post it in my avatar so you can see it.
I was interupted by the arrival of a large vehicle - I can't remember the type. I knew instantly that the vehicle was bringing animals - lions, panthers, leapords...all African safari type animals. I was happy...excited...reverent of these animals. I knew instantly I was to paint a likeness of each these animals, and they would press a paw to them. I also knew I was to dip some dried brush weeds in dark brown and swipe it across the image of the square.
4 black panthers entered our group. I remember that more than panthers had left the vehicle, but only these black panthers came to our group. One sat beside each unit of my friends (a father and daughter, I was alone, and a friend beside me..etc.) I remember I wouldn't look my panther in the face out of respect. I was not afraid - I was reverent.
The daughter (her age was honestly hard to tell - she seemed both adult and childlike at the same time) of the man across from me suddenly started laughing and leaping around, upsetting the pather that was with them. It lunged unnaturally fast at her, but her father stepped between the panther and the daughter, protecting the girl.
The daughter didn't stop laughing and playing. She crouched, encouraging the panther to keep going. Her father stayed between her and the panther and was telling her too quietly to stop... the other panthers were getting upset, and I was finally afraid. I wouldn't look at the panther near me out of respect, knowing that if I looked at it, that it would attack me. I was terrified, and I cried out to the girl "Stop! You're going to die!" My cry was not panicked, it was angry and stern. She looked at me. I felt the panther near me was upset and on the verge of attacking me... There was a terribly loud roar from the panther beside the girl and her father... and I shot straight up in bed with the sound of that roar echoing in my ears.
When I woke up, I felt an urgency to record the dream... instead of rolling over and going back to sleep. I felt I needed to remember it all..it was important... but I don't understand it.
Last night, I dreamt I was in a room with people who were familiar to me, though I can't remember their names or faces. I reached for a paintbrush and began to feverishly paint...four squares equally spaced apart to create a larger square.... topped by a diamond... I felt I was supposed to draw a second diamond, but I never got to it before the next part of my dream. I can't post images yet, but I'll try to post it in my avatar so you can see it.
I was interupted by the arrival of a large vehicle - I can't remember the type. I knew instantly that the vehicle was bringing animals - lions, panthers, leapords...all African safari type animals. I was happy...excited...reverent of these animals. I knew instantly I was to paint a likeness of each these animals, and they would press a paw to them. I also knew I was to dip some dried brush weeds in dark brown and swipe it across the image of the square.
4 black panthers entered our group. I remember that more than panthers had left the vehicle, but only these black panthers came to our group. One sat beside each unit of my friends (a father and daughter, I was alone, and a friend beside me..etc.) I remember I wouldn't look my panther in the face out of respect. I was not afraid - I was reverent.
The daughter (her age was honestly hard to tell - she seemed both adult and childlike at the same time) of the man across from me suddenly started laughing and leaping around, upsetting the pather that was with them. It lunged unnaturally fast at her, but her father stepped between the panther and the daughter, protecting the girl.
The daughter didn't stop laughing and playing. She crouched, encouraging the panther to keep going. Her father stayed between her and the panther and was telling her too quietly to stop... the other panthers were getting upset, and I was finally afraid. I wouldn't look at the panther near me out of respect, knowing that if I looked at it, that it would attack me. I was terrified, and I cried out to the girl "Stop! You're going to die!" My cry was not panicked, it was angry and stern. She looked at me. I felt the panther near me was upset and on the verge of attacking me... There was a terribly loud roar from the panther beside the girl and her father... and I shot straight up in bed with the sound of that roar echoing in my ears.
When I woke up, I felt an urgency to record the dream... instead of rolling over and going back to sleep. I felt I needed to remember it all..it was important... but I don't understand it.
