Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 8/15/2018
By psilly
8/12/18 I was a teacher and I got fired... It happened behind my back and they lied about me... like a liar or something. They had people come in and I had to sign some fed ex slips.. it was weird... I had a lot of South American art on my walls... I had to pack up my stuff in suitcases and boxes and got no help to move my stuff to my car. Two people I knew came in and were carrying a rug and some stuff to set up for a new class room. The lady that fired me was behind it and was like super nice to me I was like whatever... but I was nice to her. A couple people tried to warn me saying something like “a 199” was coming... I told them it was all lies (about why they were firing me)...and I yelled it out my classroom door. A lady and her daughter (older) were sitting on bleachers or something outside my door like in a big school gymnasium; they laughed at me. They were somehow in on getting me fired over lies.. (I wish i knew what the lies were....) I had so much great artwork hanging on the walls, in display cabinets and display glass tables. I started packing it up; dolls, tapestry, masks.. My classroom looked more like an eclectic shop... I was even taking / packing things that didn’t belong to me... but who they belonged to - I don’t know... but i got this vibe it didn’t matter... like it held space and no value to them. One of the liars that fired me said, “I wish you would leave some of this for us?” She grabbed 2 masks... They looked Cuban or something and said, “If you want them later you can have them...”. There were a lot of Balinese tapestry and art work every where..I actually left almost everything... It looked like nothing had been packed or moved even though I packed 2 suitcases, 2 duffles and a box. I was like can I get “them” anyone to help carry the stuff i packed out... Ariel and a few other teachers were there and walked out of my room... I yelled out to Ariel and Valerie but they didn’t hear me... She was like... they couldn’t help or they would get fired too... When I yelled out to them I noticed people were like standing up in rows like an assembly... like a nazi-like ceremony... The lady that fired me said you might want to leave out the other door.. and pointed to the back door... I turned and walked towards my stuff and there was a another door that led out to an alley... It reminded me of alleys behind the houses in Florida... I looked to my left (i originally wrote Right... but i know i turned my head to the left in my dream)... Anyway, there was stop sign way down the way... I tried to remember where I parked my car at in the school parking lot... somewhere in this dream... I remember thinking...like whatever... the universe opens another door... a better door more aligned with me... even though I knew I needed the money or something... I knew this had to happen.