Friday, June 11, 2010

Dreams, Woven Horses

[Dream]

I had a crush on Truny. He wanted me to go work for his department, for which I would have to do a test. He was giving me tips how to pass. I didn't feel good enough. Sometimes he would come very near to me and I felt this wonderful feeling, touch, warmth, a tingle in my gut. I had this feeling of excitement/something new/somebody loves me for quite a long time, I think?
Then he was a cook. He cooked a meal for me, some chicken leg meat with a sauce and peas. The chicken looked delicious, very tender.

I was in a corridor. Aswara was there with her singing teacher. The teacher told her to stand en pointe to sing better. I was curious to hear her sing, but she didn't or I couldn't hear her. I saw her pointe shoes, they were very thick and dark purple at the point. The teacher was also a modern/movement teacher. She wanted to give a lesson. Suddenly there was a group of people, we were a class or sth. The group gathered around the teacher. I stood in front and looked very interested, because I wanted to learn what she had to teach.
Then Kiki was there. We were walking through the corridors of the building, very fast. Somebody said (or maybe I told myself) that we looked like siblings.
The class was a family. There were many redheads. I tried to figure out who was related to whom by the red hair.

Somewhere Anja from school turned up. I think in a restaurant. With others, the class/group/family. She had red hair? Or did somebody just look like her?

Something happened, an explosion or poison attack. A van stopped in front of the house. I could see into it. People were preparing big syringes full of red stuff. I learned that they wanted to inject a thread into our veins to protect us from the poison/illness. I was a little afraid of the thought.

I saw my aquarium and poured in Pepsi because I didn't have water. The fish looked ill, one in particular looked like a red net, all shredded up. It was dying.

The group was running through a wood with me. I felt light and free. I was leaping (grand jeté, tour jeté as well) and half flying. Suddenly I knew that the group felt great admiration. I looked around and a group of riders came galloping through the wood. They had long wavy hair like their horses, strange clothes (wrapped?) and sat on their horses sideways, like women used to earlier, but without saddles. They just seemed to stick to the horses. The horses looked like they were wearing clothes in the colour of their coats. The 'fabric' was woven in thick strips to form intricate patterns on their flanks. I knew this was their coat. I felt great admiration and awe for the riders. They were some sort of elves or heroes. I fought against the feeling and acted as if I felt the opposite. I jumped/flew in front of them and said: can you see how I can fly and leap? I remember one rider was laughing. Not at me, I think just because he felt the same riding as I did flying. I felt no malice from him, but I guess no recognition either. He was not reacting to me? I wanted to feel more valuable, to feel equal to them. I desperately wanted them to like me because I loved and admired them so much.

I slept very long and very well!

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