Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 6/12/2016
By Purple
I had a dream that seemed to be divided into three segments, but it all felt like different scenes from the same dream: Part 1 It was before dawn. I was in the country, and I sensed a large private home to my left. On my right there was a vast expanse of open land. The sky in front of me was performing some sort of art show with the tease of a sunrise and the formation of clouds. I started to see the silhouette of a wolf or a coyote in the clouds, and the animal was surrounded by other clouds that formed to look like it was in the desert. I don't recall what the other clouds may have been, but I'm thinking perhaps it was cacti. It framed the animal beautifully. It was unlike anything I've seen in cloud formation before. I scrambled to get my phone's camera ready, but suddenly something happened. The sky completely darkened in front of me as if someone was playing a joke on me and I knew the moment was fleeting. By the time I was able to get my camera ready and the lighting cooperated again, the fleeting moment of opportunity had vanished and the clouds were now nothing more than clouds. Part 2 There was a train that passed by this town, and it was like a MetroNorth train. The nearest station was literally half a block away from the home in Part 1. I felt blessed because of that. But in my dream, it wasn't my home, and I don't know exactly where it was or who I may have been visiting. The train would give me the opportunity to transfer at another location to get me home. It seemed very convenient for me. Up until this point, I was alone and in contented solitude. Part 3 I was no longer alone. Somewhere between train station and nearby home, there was a family of a mommy, a daddy and a little girl. The little girl may have been about 4 years old. I think we may have been in the waiting area of the train station. There was another family nearby but the only interaction with them was the presence of a little boy. The little boy went over and mocked the little girl and pushed her down, then ran away. The little girl started crying. I believe it was more from shock and embarrassment than actually being injured. I immediately wanted to comfort her. Her tears welled up and her nose immediately began running. I had no disgust as I wiped her tears and runny nose. (The booger in above her upper lip, now that I'm awake, reminds me of Joanie's cold sore she showed me on Monday.) I don't know why the little girl's parents didn't comfort her. Perhaps they don't normally, or perhaps they felt she would be okay in my presence. Somehow we wound up from the train station to the kitchen of this nearby home.I was soothing the little girl by telling her that what happened was not her fault, that it had nothing to do with her, and it was the little boy who had problems. I told her she should not let this define her as she gets older. I realize it was too deep for this little girl to understand, but I also wanted to protect her from the things I let define me when I was her age, that I should not have.