The Dream Girl Completes the 'ship Puzzle

It seems the only beautiful relationship I am going to have is in my dreams ... literally. I just had another dream (it's been so long since the last one) where I had a girlfriend who made me whole made me better and I was able to do the same for her.
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I woke up in my apartment and I thought I heard a noise. I go to investigate but I knock into a round card table with a jigsaw puzzle on it. I did not knock into it that hard but I noticed a lot of pieces on the floor, I a lot more than could have come from my bumping into it. So, I am trying to pick up the pieces so they do not get lost and pick up the bigger sections I have put together. They are strips from edge to edge horizontally. It is of an old sailing ship like from the 1600-1700s. But the strips don't seem to go together and that is so frustrating!
Then I feel a draft so I go to the front door. There is an odd gap there, I try it out and it is off it's hinges but for the top! I open it and it opens at an angle. OMG did someone break in did they get in? I did not notice if anything was missing, but there were far more puzzle pieces on the floor did I hit it harder than I thought or did they do that?
Just then a neighbor I have never seen before appears at her door (I am pretty sure she was coming out of her place). She immediately comes over and is sad about my door. She looks like the Detective Kate Lockley on Angel, if I had to describe her she looked a lot like her.
So she just walks into my apartment and is looking around. I'm nervous because I haven't cleaned everything up for company (there is a pile of stuff right there by the jigsaw table and in the bedroom) and she doesn't seem to mind. She says she loves puzzles and she can never get the ships to connect either.
Then she calls me into my bedroom. I sit down and she hunkers down on the floor next to me and we just start talking. It's very easy and smooth. I reach down towards her and she gently grabs my arms so we are touching each other's elbows and our forearms touch. She is so smart, so bright, so full of light and warmth. I know I can help her to help herself and I know she is the one who can help me do the same. I want to see if this is real when
-- I wake up, of course. I wake up just when she gets up, takes me by the hand, and is leading me back to the ship puzzle saying "let's work on this together."
It's like a cruel joke! Of course it is only in my head. Right when I need help the most, I get it only in my dreams.

P.S. This figure seems different from my other ones I have dreamed about. I have dreamed of 1 or 2 other blonde angels (one seems to be literally an angel!). I think this may be a new one? Or maybe it was Angel once again. She always comes to me when things are darkest, I have dreamed of her before. Did I not recognize her or is this a different figure?

New Asphalt, Old Mountain

I am on vacation and I keep forgetting about my camera. *** Suddenly I am on a highway early evening/early morning and I am surprised to find myself suddenly driving on new asphalt. They have signs telling you to slow down to 35. There are bigger signs in the middle of the highway. There was one other car. I slow down quickly and set the cruise control to fight temptation to go any faster. *** Now it is bright out and I am trying to navigate a mountain curvy road. I am off the road and I'm trying to angle so I get back on. I see semi-trucks in front of me. *** When I finally make it back to the road and around the corner I am now on foot in a line of people also on foot trying to get down a narrow crumbly pass. *** I accidentally slide in-between a family. I apologize, they are OK about it. The son says something about hoping his eyes will adjust soon. Another bus rolls up and the line snakes forward so we can get off this mountain. I realize I forgot about my camera AGAIN. ***

MirrororriM

Mirror Mirror -- tonight's theme 1) I am walking down a hallway and I look to the left and see a mirror just larger than head-size. I notice I am seeing not my face, but the back of my head! I go over to look at the mirror opposite it and I see my face but it is hard to see it, it is not as clear as the other mirror. 2a) I see a body-length mirror in a room of a house (same as above?). Again, I do not see the front of me, I see the back of me. This time my shirt is off in back (not sure it was off in front) and I could see glowing white phosphorescent markings. Someone told me "It's probably like what was on your face last time." but I realized that I was wrong about that last time as well. That this glowing was a GOOD thing! But in this dream they were trying to tell me it was a bad thing. They kind of looked like wings folded onto my back, with spirals and other symbols on the inside of them. A bright white with a slight VERY slight blue hue. I tried to find the other mirror that was reflecting my back to me but I could not find it. 2b) At this time, the male with me got angry at me and I had to escape. So I got a good head start and thought I had a good hiding place. I hid in a hidden wardrobe. I could safely look out to see him coming. He came closer ... closer ... I could see the reflections of light bouncing around because he was using a hand-held mirror to help him catch light to move around a room so he could see better. I felt a soft poking in my side, but decided to dismiss it. I bide my time thinking I was safe. But then I felt the poking on my side again, and realized it was this man, poking his hand and arm through a side hole and poking me! So I step out to face him and chide him for giving me grief. Then I say to him, "If you would but open your hand to take mine you would feel the truth. But to open your hand you have to let go of the pain, of the lie of power." I wake up. I did not see him do as my wisdom to him specified. The last I saw his had was not only still clinched, but moving towards me in a punch. FRAGMENTS: driving, looking in the rear-view mirror I only saw darkness, but for some reason it projected onto my front windshield as well. I was trying instead to concentrate on the actual scene in front of me. It was a battle I knew I just needed SOMETHING and it would work. But I do not know what it was. I felt as if the rear-view mirror was wrong, that it was not what came installed on the car. That it was "smoke encased in mirrored glass". That is the phrase that I had. **** I need to cross a bridge (still in my car?) but it is not a bridge, it is a mirror on top with a mirror underneath facing the river below and something inbetween the two mirrors. I stopped before the strange bridge and contemplated. **** That is all I can recall. As I said, last night definitely had a theme to it!

Why is alone not all-one?

I want to go to a movie. I think it is the sequel or the next part to the movie, but I also wouldn't mid seeing the 1st movie again to catch up/catch more things. No one will go with me. I ask many different people, but they all decline my offer. A woman accepts! But soon after she declines and then rushes off. I try calling her but she won't answer. *** Now I am on the road, the roads are clear. There is no traffic. No details. I feel lost in the space, and just when I feel I am lost in my goal I turn the corner and there is the cinema. *** I am inside now and have chosen my seat. At first, there are not a lot of people there, they are all scattered. But soon a woman comes and asks if the seat to the right of me is taken. I say no. She is about to strike up a conversation with me when suddenly a lot of people come and fill up the rest of the place and the lights dim for the movie to start. *** The movie ... I am not sure what it is about. It is modern-day earth or maybe set a few decades ago. It is in a scrub-land rural area like the American South-West. It has a kind of mystery and/or sci-fi-mystery edge to it, very compelling! Like the 70s 80s movies that were about CONSPIRACIES and stuff. This auditorium is huge, it is bigger than I thought. Actually, it keeps changing size. Form being ginormous to being far more intimate and back and forth again. I also confuse the movie with the theater, because now there is a man who comes in one of the bottom exits. He looks like he is looking for someone. He looks like trouble. He has thick winter gloves on, and his hand will jump to one of his bulging side pockets, then away. I tell the woman beside me to remain calm, but duck down, try to move the people on her row out the other side. She is annoyed that I am interrupting the movie and does not move! I tried to save them in an orderly way! So, I see the guy stop, and stare down a row, squinting. He has "revelation" marked all over his face. He has found who he was looking for. Everybody else is watching the movie! He is starting to take off his thick winter glove! (It is black padded and shiny) I see an opportunity and I just take it. I get out of my row and stay kind of hunkered down as I move forward and just as he starts to notice me and turn towards me it is too late for him, I am too close. I am able to spring up and over to him so as to knock him onto his back and knock his arms up and away from his pockets to be over his head and I quickly move to a position where I am on his chest pinning his arms down. He is still shocked at this development but he manages to say, "Why is alone not all-one?" I have to subdue him so I pick up his head and pound it into the floor to knock him out. As I said, I had to find a way to quickly subdue him, it knocked him unconscious but he was OK. A man says something to me and puts his hand gently on my shoulder and says it's OK, he can take it from here, he is a police officer. He is in plain-clothes. I get off of him and I apologize for hurting the perpetrator but I did not know what else to do. The man just pats me on the shoulder and smiles. Once he has him he searches the side pocket and finds a weapon. He is able to secure it. Then he is secures the man in handcuffs and also ties his legs in a way where he could still walk but not move his legs so much as to run without falling down. The police officer continues to search the man, finding many other weapons, including a note put in his waist by his groin. I do not know what it says, I am not sure what the other weapons were. I am not sure what the man looked like. But he was white and fairly tall (over 5'7", closer or over 6"), with dark hair and dark eyes. The hair was shortish but not crew cut it had strands of hair. He was average build. 30's or so. Average features handsome even, but he did not smile. I turn around to be sure the others are OK, but nobody else is here! Well, I see the woman who sat next to me as the door closes after her. I was left alone! Now, this is all I can think of, and I say it out-loud several times. "I am alone. I'm alone. I am alone. ..." I try to follow the woman. I want her to know she left me all alone and how it hurt me so. I start to follow her, but I stop. I sounded like the man I just tackled! Still I can't seem to help myself as I say "I am alone, I am all alone." a few more times as the dream fades to black.

Nice Snowing You

I am driving in the snow when I have a sudden idea to turn into a parking lot. It is for an apartment complex of a sort. I see a dark-haired lady has just gotten out of her car or is maybe just walking in front of me. I end up following her for awhile. But then our paths diverge. She goes to the right, I to the left. I go over 2-3 apartment doors to the last one on the corner. I go inside. There are 4 or more people in here, mostly females. They surprised to see me but familiar ... almost family. One is truly shocked and I sense feels extremely guilty, another is plain pleasantly shocked and glad to see me again -- welcoming, while the third is very negative and nagging and dismissive. I think there are others there ... I hang around for awhile. It seems like a holiday or special gathering of sorts. I want to explore this further, but I awake.

Thanks Ogre, I Was Already Late!

I am in a kitchen with a female like unto my mother and a male like unto my brother. We are all getting ready to go (and all to separate places) for the day. I'm trying to get ready but the woman tells me I needn't rush so. I start to comply, but then I notice something and tell her. "How can I even know what the real time is, every clock in here is different!" She doesn't think there is a problem with the time. I am unsure what to do now that I do not even know what the real time is! So, I just keep trying to get ready to go. *** I don't notice a scene change but things change a bit. I am still trying to get out of here and so is the other male, but the house is different OR we are in a different part of it. We are almost ready to go now when I realize my shoe is untied. I stop and bend down to tie it when I hear a horrific roaring sound. It's a bizarre sound indeed, it doesn't really sound human. It startled me, but I go investigate. The other male is silently behind me at a short distance. I get into this room and there is what I feel is an OGRE. I am not sure what it is except it is big ugly male and mean. Huge! But now it's seen us so we have to deal with it. We have to outwit it somehow. We notice it's shoes, so we decide to offer to help it with it's shoes. But what we were really going to do, what I was really going to do, was tie it's shoelaces together and around something to slow it down at least. So, I'm working on that but we still need to go! The Ogre is getting restless and I'm not getting anywhere with my tying project. So I give it up as a bad job. Then the Ogre moves his feet and is not stopped so I hit him on the head a few times until he is knocked out. *** We HAVE to get out of here! But we realize lights have been left on. So, we go upstairs to turn them off. But one standing light won't turn off, the switch is faulty, so the other male comes to aide me even though he is late as well. He holds the lamp as I try to follow it's cord tangled up with others so I can unplug it, which I finally do. So, we can go now, right? That's when I realize I have two different shoes on. My brother says no one will notice, but I go to my room and find a matching pair and figure I'll put them on later. I went through two rooms to do this and turned on the lights, but coming out I keep missing the wall switches as I am rushing out. I finally get them and rush to the exit. *** At some point the other male has left, maybe only a few steps in front of me? But I am in a kitchen that is open to an entertainment room on one side and has a screen porch on the other (where the exit is). I give up. It's too late. I'll never make it now. *** I am in the same place in the entertainment area, but I am not entertained. I can't find anything to do to distract me from feeling badly! Just then something flies into the cords to the side/back of the entertainment center. I go to investigate. It is a bird! So, I gently talk to it, letting it know I am going to help it. It seems to understand but it is also a bit woozy. Otherwise it seems OK. I gather it up in my hands and walk to the exit. It is talking to me a little, but I forget what it was saying, nothing really important just talking. It flies out of my hands once I enter through the door into the screened in porch. I am not sure if I let it go too early or it escaped too early, but now it was trapped inside the screen porch. I told it I am still here, and would still help. So I went over to the exit and opened it for it and coaxed it to freedom. It thanked me. But I am still stuck in a place with different times on the clocks so I have no idea what time it is, or even the day! And as I walk back inside, I am not sure what I am supposed to do! I consider going to ... wherever I was going to (school? work? or what?) but I figure it's too late so I'll just stay here. Wherever here is. So now I feel displaced. My last thought/feeling is hoping the woman doesn't come home too soon, and to make sure the place is neat for her return. But, then I wonder if the woman will ever return. Maybe she has left forever. *** I wake with this ... maybe she isn't coming back, maybe she has left forever.

Her Cure

The female figure in this dream reminded me of a real-life online friend for some reason. It starts like this ... I think I am stirring in bed so much that I give up and get out of bed. Going into the bathroom, I take a look in the mirror in passing -- but wait! Is there ... is there something on my face? Looks like a thin layer of slightly glowing white patches, like a fungus or something. Oh my gosh what the heek! Then I am startled by a phone ringing. It is my cell. It is a female friend. She wants to see me, to bring her something. It sounds casual but it has the edge underneath of being an emergency. So, I am back in the bedroom suddenly clean and dressed and I walk into my living room and flip through a book and find what I am looking for and pull out a page. It doesn't rip out, it pulls out. It is a few pages long, actually, and I know I wrote it for her. Now I am on the road. For a moment I was in the backseat driving, but then that scared me so I somehow moved to the front. Next thing I know I am where she said we would meet. It is a absolutely gorgeous day, and the area is like a park or common area. It is grassy and undulates slightly like green ocean waves. But ... where is she? Have I come at the wrong time, appeared in the wrong place? I call her, but it says the number no longer works. I start to panic, I start to worry I have been fooled again. But no, not her. Something must have happened, keep the faith. Keep the faith, calm yourself, breathe. I keep the faith I breathe again I calm myself down. That is when something pops into my peripheral vision, I turn my head and look. There is something about 300-500 yards away. I see a kind of cart, I think it is to sell things, but I do not know what. It is a big wooden cart, old-fashioned but looks brand new. But that is not what attracts my attention. It is the female figure by the cart. There is something about her ... She has a light around her head ... an aura ... a halo. It is the most beautiful blue I have ever seen, with royal purple lines like sun beams in it and a golden-white glow to it. At first that is all I see, that overshadows the facial features. I walk closer slowly feeling gentle awe ... and suddenly I am by the cart. She is behind the cart. She is shaking. "What's wrong, dear one?" I query. "My father said I could go outside but my dad wouldn't let me. 'You are only 14 and you will mind me.' says my dad; 'Go on out and play, it will be ok.' says my father. So, here I am; but I have to go home to face my dad." "It's OK! You are actually over 18 (24 to be exact) and thus free to live your own life as you see fit. You know this in your heart and this is why you are out on this beautiful day." "I don't know." and she turns her back to me. "I don't think I'm ready!" "You are a beautiful soul, surely you know you will be ready one day?" "Yeah-yes." "Then why not today, on such a beautiful day!" She turns her head towards me and I see a ghost of a smile, but then she turns back away from me. "I brought you what you asked for; what I was told to bring you." "Oh?" I hand it to her, she turns at the torso to be able to take the papers, then turns back away from me. I hear the rustle of papers as she reads them, and turns the pages. Then she turns around with a big smile on her face, pressing the papers over her heart and says "Thank you!" and as she says that, the papers seem to kind of melt into her heart. But then when I see her looking at me, I recall the weird stuff on my face. I quickly turn my back on her. "What is it? What's wrong?" "I am a sinner I am sure, I don't want you to be harmed by me." "It's OK, that can be all in the past. Now is now!" "I do not think I am ready." "A friend once told me something,and it applies to them as well: 'You are a beautiful soul, surely you know you will be ready one day?'" "I guess." "'Then why not today, on such a beautiful day!' ... with me here with you. I have just the cure if you'd just turn around, silly!" I hesitate. I can't hurt such a wonderful person with my issues. Then, it hit me, that is exactly right! I CAN'T hurt such a wonderful person with my issues! So, I turn around and face her. And she says "Here is your cure." and she hugs me. I think I am crying, maybe I am, but I realize it is a melting sensation all over my face. I am sure it is that weird stuff on my face melting off. But as that is happening I am stirring awake. I try to stay asleep but the dream fades away and I give up and get out of bed ... for real this time. The time is exactly 8:00.