Dreaming about Dragons

[rbnyc]

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Since I'm here and have a minute, I hope you don't mind if I share some dreams.

Dream One:

I am in a food court on the top floor of a 10-story mall with my entire family. We are aware that a dragon is going from floor to floor scorching and eating all the people, but we sit and eat our meals and do nothing. After some time, aware that the dragon is approaching our floor, I say, “Maybe we should see if there’s any way to secure this floor and save ourselves." My brother-in-law and I see that there are some doors, but the locks are improperly installed. Then we discover that there is a giant sturdy curtain – the kind often used in large school gymnasiums to create smaller sections. We are able to secure a section of the food court. We hope the dragon will not attempt to breach the curtain. We continue eating. I wake up before the dragon arrives at our floor. I wake up feeling that all the people who were killed by the dragon are all the people in the world who suffer because of American consumerism. I wake with the distinct impression that the dragon is built by our participation in consumerism. I don’t actually know what dragons represent. I just have this strong feeling.

Dream Two:

My son is a baby in his crib. He is crying. I go to him and scream because I see he had a second pair of arms and hands. I realize he has these extra limbs because he is being possessed by a demon. I bring him to our bed. The extra limbs are not visible to my husband. He doesn’t believe me when I tell him our son is in peril. Then my son sings a song that is well beyond his age and my husband believes me and is terrified. I look at my son and see the demon inside him – a green dragon with red eyes. I forcefully tell the demon to go away. I keep saying “Go away!” until the dragon/demon leaves my son’s body. My husband wakes me up because I am hissing “Go away” in my sleep.

Dream Three:

I am walking through a swamp across fallen trees and stepping stones. I jump onto a grey stone and realize that I am actually standing on a partially submerged dragon. It looks pretty much like a huge alligator, but I know it’s a dragon. I realize I have to jump off of it onto the dry land and run fast enough that it is unable to snatch me, as it will surely leap out after me the moment I jump. I jump and run. It leaps and pursues. I wake up.

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