On February 15, people from around the world went
to bed and made an attempt to visit one another at the Giza Pyramid in
dreamtime. The meeting was great fun and I can't report all the dreams here, but
will mention a few. Also see the DREAMS section for more reports.
If you would like to join us on the 15th of each month, please be sure to
check the target site.
From eDreams and Phyllis Howling:
There's a gathering, lot of people I don't know, various interactions that I
can't recall now, party atmosphere. The setting is fuzzy too - bare indoor
spaces, earthy, don't recall any furniture or windows (didn't think about it
being in the pyramid until after I wrote it down, but seems to fit). I'm
standing around interacting with a group of women, and one woman comes and says
the top she's wearing is one that I had worn some time earlier. This is a
sleeveless shirt with collar and just a few buttons, and with shirt-tails meant
to be tied in front so that your bare midriff shows. The fabric is rather sheer,
so you can see the woman's black bra through the material. Other women laugh and
tease me, saying "Phyllis - you wore that?" and I confess I did, but
protest "But I didn't wear a black bra under it!" Now they laugh even
more, and I realize that what I said could be taken to mean that I didn't wear
any bra under it, when what I meant was I wore a flesh-colored one. But they
know this, and it's all in good humor - I'm laughing too, and I feel very warmly
towards these women, who seem appealing, loving and fun.
Then I seem to be standing on the lower steps of a stairway talking with a
few men (don't recall what about, but friendly, engaged), when I am suddenly
called into another room because of an emergency. I rush in (maybe up the
stairs?) and see people gathered around a baby, and they have put some sort of
healing hood over it. It may be my baby (in the dream). They hand the baby to me
and say to rub its back (think it's a girl, only a few months old). And then I
am horrified to perceive that the baby's head has been removed - I think they
removed it in order to heal her. She is alive though, and I wonder how this can
be. I just hold her close and rub her back without daring to look, feeling sick,
and think I see her head on a table, which I believe they will reattach. But
then I realize I have misperceived all this and her head *is* attached, has been
all along it seems, and I feel tremendously relieved. But then someone takes the
baby (a woman - one of the helpers/healers) and it turns into a lizard and
starts running up the wall in the corner, and the woman jumps up and grabs it
and hands it to me, and again I rub its back, very tenderly, this time with one
finger, because it's so small. I wake up very disturbed over all this - and my
first thought is "darn, this is not a pyramid dream." But then I think
maybe it is after all.
I only had an impression of a dark green crocodile; I was sitting on its back
and dangling my bare feet into cool green water..
I could see an opening in the pyramid but I can't remember going in to it..
Last night I dreamed I was in an empty dirt room. No windows but I could see at
least three openings/doorways to tunnels. (The dirt looked fresh, like this
pyramid was newly made.) Felt like a lower level deep in the ground. I was
sitting on the floor I think, in front of my computer, waiting for pyramid
dreams. (This was my job it seems.) Checked my email several times. Nothing. I
checked my email once more and wow. Four messages. Every one I opened was a
pyramid dream from someone! I specifically remember Richard's being two dreams.
I was so happy. Then instantly felt under pressure because I didn't know how to
compile all the information.
I'm not sure now if while in the dream I recognized I was in a pyramid.
Well here is my Great Pyramid dream - I'm putting it here because, as with
you Phyllis, the dream centered on a shirt!! - but I didn't get into the Pyramid
- mainly I suspect because the night before when I was asking to join in the
mutual dreaming I felt afraid about entering the world of the dead and
especially what seemed like the claustrophobic world of the inner pyramid.
I was standing outside of the great doors (they felt huge and wooden though I
never saw them) of the Great Pyramid. The doors were open but I could see
nothing but blackness inside. I was insubstantial myself, hovering in the
lighter darkness a little way from the entrance. There was a smallish man there
bending over doing something. He did not notice me. All around was fairly dark
but his hair was distinctive (slicked back dark hair - he was quite Egyptian
looking!) and his shirt was what my whole attention focused on (it was long
sleeved and tight fitting, black and yellow stripped - the stripes of various
thicknesses, rather like a bar code - and made of something synthetic, perhaps a
sort of brushed nylon). I faded out of that dream into another one.
Very interesting to me about the centering on shirts/tops!
Love to you all