Monday Dreaming...
Expect to enjoy this day. With the aspects that are occurring you can expect to be in great shape, and you'll be operating at peak performance. This makes for excellent conditions for working or creative endeavors. Given the chance, your mind will swim with innovative ideas that you haven't thought of before. Put this into everything you do today, and if opportunity presents itself for a new venture, give it serious thought. It could be a smart move.
Give up control of your steed, and let him take you wherever he wants to. Enjoy the thrill of being powerless to fate, and relax into the beauty of the scenery that flashes by. All of which is to say that even the best-laid plans are likely to get foiled today, so go with the flow. Don't take this as an indication that you miscalculated the situation. Today's trine between Uranus and the Moon is reminding you that there are certain things you just can't always plan for.
'Give up control of my steed'?? That sounds sexual. But maybe not.
Dreams; 3 settings each seemed in lead into other & back again...
shoreline with elaborate docks and houses and boats- walking with Mom and... someone else- male. I'm talking mostly to him, explaining things. It's warm and sunny and I'm barefoot and in just a swimming suit. the docks step up and down and are angled as they follow the shoreline- we seem to be walking with specific destination but not in a hurry. We take a turn that takes us out into the water- the dock is actually below the water line about 2 inches and it is warm dark water. I comment to 'him' that the dock was designed to sit just below water level this way so you can walk on it barefoot like I am without burning your feet- I show him the underside of my left foot and tell him how I burned it on a sidewalk in Az. At the edge of this dock we notice fish swimming close to us. As Mom and He are looking out, a fish jumps out of the water and starts nipping at my ankles and the more I shake and kick it off- the higher it jumps. Mom and the guy don't turn at my cries until the fish has actually taken hold of my ass- it's more of a sting than a toothed bite but I have to use my hands to throw it off. It lands on the edge of the dock and is black- appears like a catfish only it's about 15lbs. One of them calls it a sea bass and then there is a towel to cover it on the dock as it is dying now from the force I threw it off? or from being out of the water?
We start walking again and Mom disappears up ahead as I stop with him or maybe she goes backwards and we stop to wait for her? I then walk in direction she went (although still not clear if it's ahead or back from where we started) and find a extended deck with tables possbily a restaurant sitting area along the water that isn't open. I notice my Mom's jacket along the low railing and see it slip into the water. I go over the railing and slip into the deep water after it- no fear and the water is warm and engulfs me and then I climb back out. I know that Mom had just carelessly left the jacket there.
someone's home- it's a reunion of the old Az gang and a party at someone's house- the Campbell's? Doug, Brad, Jim are there, Blair is on the periphery, Sean is in another room or on his way...the house has sunken rooms and steps between areas. The ceiling is elevated and there is a half-wall giving a very open feeling and just beyond or behind me there is a hallway. At first there are only a few of us and it's either late or early for the bigger crowd. There are 5 banners hanging from the ceiling; one for Sean & I, one for Brad & I, Fraser & I...(who are the other 2?- because there are definitely 5 but the angle I look up at them is from the backside and each is in recognition of sexual encounter). There are small groups of us settling down on the floor with pillows and blankets to sleep or nap. Doug wraps himself around my back as I lay on my side and someone else settles in front of me and my arm wraps around him (is it Blair?- no, body is wrong...) It's an innocent and comforting contact with both, but some outside voice teases me and I point out that there isn't a banner above commemorating occassion with Doug and this isn't going to lead to one either.
Flashes of the party that came before or after: Music and chaos, someone is juggling bowling pins, there's a blonde woman with curly hair and dancing. There is cheering every so often in reaction to someone walking into room or due to some occurence in the rooms. The walls are a pale yellow with warm wood trim.
Club House- work people and I'm at a copier. The room is actually nearly Aunt & Uncle's sun room with door leading to deck and stairs down to ground. It's dark or rather not very well lit. I'm not copying something for work but someone is anxiously waiting for it- for the set of copies.
Any dream analysts out there?
[for joesther :-) ]
And quick fic rec- ragingpixie has new fic!! Go read now! Think I'm missing some other lj-fics ...
The wheelchair!Brian fic has come to a close...a bit abruptly... not quite sure about it. Close to Home
Meanwhile have found new catburglar!Justin fic- which seems to be growing sub-genre: Cost of Love
And 406 gapfiller from Ethan: Balance
ETA: Happy Birthday to janieg!!