The Anima chasing the men

Creatures from the Underworld

There are two cylinders. One is female and the other male. I am in the cylinder that is female and a man perhaps Fernando is in the cylinder that is male. We are fragmented, abstracted, like colors and shapes. We don’t really have a physical dimension. There are other things in the cylinders. I can see my face squashed in the cylinder. We can’t leave the cylinders.

Meeting the inner

I am in a room, and a voice says I must choose how to act. It is a male voice. I see projections of each of the ways I've chosen to deal with some problem. The projections are right in front of me but small and in bright colors—though some are not as bright. I look through them. I don't choose the dream.

I am with Dylan.There are other people. We are in a house. I suggest we do something (don’t recall what). Dylan says yes, but first he has to feed the dogs. He feeds the dogs.

The Shadow

The lady in my dreams

Talking with crows

Dream May 12, 2020

I am in a room and there is a voice that says I must choose how to act. It is a males voice. I see projections of each of the ways I’ve chosen to deal with some problem. The projections are right in front of me but small and in bright colors- though some are not as bright. I look through them. I don’t make a choice in the dream.

I am in a large room- perhaps we are afraid of the virus. We go into a small room-the room is like an empty conference room. There are several people. A leader is a man, white, dark hair- maybe middle Eastern. He needs to put some writing on our foreheads. The young man, attractive, lanky blonde hair, resist. I don't remember the words, but they are put words across the forehead. We are all afraid and want to get the mark. The young man is resisting again. I find it irritating.