Dream
went on a trip to Oregon. I did some traveling before I ended up at a house that was where my mom was living. A bunch of family members where there, maybe even my younger step-sister. My dad was there and my biological mom. And people were kinda happy, like a family reunion type atmosphere. Wait, my brother and SIL where there. I fought with my mom at least once and remember yelling my at my Dad to get his attention, but he couldn't hear me. Even though I was yelling his name and everyone else could hear me. Finally everyone else yelled at him for me to get his attention for me.
The same recurring theme of I'm moving my stuff (even though I didn't live at this house, but apparently arrived with luggage) and I keep discovering more stuff. Just when I think I'm done packing. I find more of my things. It's always so frustrating because I never can finish packing all my stuff. Dressers appear... 2 of them in this dream, that were supposedly mine. My old dog apppeared or a dog like I had as a child, but it belonged to my mom and I was taking the dog.
I remember saying something to my mom about how this must have been like when they got divorced, you get left with bits and pieces of furniture, but not the full set. I still kept finding more stuff, they even went and got a small trailer to attach to my car. I remember a washing machine I thought was going to overflow, so I pressed some button I thought would stop it, but my mom said it was ok and I pressed the right button. i remember about being embarresed that my mom saw how fat I am. But for some reason, I could feel love coming from her. I thought about staying in Oregon. The mountains, the beauty, but my mom said they didn't have apartments with assistance like they have here. I asked if there was bus lines and she said there were 2. (This was Portland for some reason) I had my cat with me to pack up as well. The cat came along with me I guess because I told my mom how to the cat travelled with me to get there and the cat could come back the same way, in a pet carrier lined with some cat litter. But I was also taking the dog too. A dacshound. It might have been my dog from my youth.
My mom at times almost seemed like an angel in my dream. Loving approval coming from her. I still feel the pull of the dream.
The same recurring theme of I'm moving my stuff (even though I didn't live at this house, but apparently arrived with luggage) and I keep discovering more stuff. Just when I think I'm done packing. I find more of my things. It's always so frustrating because I never can finish packing all my stuff. Dressers appear... 2 of them in this dream, that were supposedly mine. My old dog apppeared or a dog like I had as a child, but it belonged to my mom and I was taking the dog.
I remember saying something to my mom about how this must have been like when they got divorced, you get left with bits and pieces of furniture, but not the full set. I still kept finding more stuff, they even went and got a small trailer to attach to my car. I remember a washing machine I thought was going to overflow, so I pressed some button I thought would stop it, but my mom said it was ok and I pressed the right button. i remember about being embarresed that my mom saw how fat I am. But for some reason, I could feel love coming from her. I thought about staying in Oregon. The mountains, the beauty, but my mom said they didn't have apartments with assistance like they have here. I asked if there was bus lines and she said there were 2. (This was Portland for some reason) I had my cat with me to pack up as well. The cat came along with me I guess because I told my mom how to the cat travelled with me to get there and the cat could come back the same way, in a pet carrier lined with some cat litter. But I was also taking the dog too. A dacshound. It might have been my dog from my youth.
My mom at times almost seemed like an angel in my dream. Loving approval coming from her. I still feel the pull of the dream.
posted by Cassandra at
3/10/2011 11:26:00 AM
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