We were sitting there having a picnic, talking and laughing. I was watching the ocean swell up, and noticed a change in the rhythm of the waves. After one of the waves seemed a little bigger than the last I said, "The next one is going to be really huge, guys". I grabbed the blankets and my purse and bags on the sand and tried to move them closer inland.
No one understood what I was trying to say until they saw the wave swell themselves. It was HUGE. It grew up over our heads, and grew taller and taller, until it looked as tall as a 10 or 14 story building, still not breaking yet as it gathered more volume.
"Okay! Get your stuff guys, help me!" We all tried to get our belongings which were strewn across the sand and move it further back, and just then the wave toppled over in front of us. It rolled on toward us very fast devouring everything in it's path, but settled once it was just a few feet from us. It did get some of our stuff wet, but barley kissed our blanket before it receded back toward the ocean side.
My Uncle Marvin who was now sitting in a beach chair behind me said, "Hey Bianca, did I ever show you how to measure a wave? Get a piece of paper and a pen." I got a paper and pen and gave it to him, and he held the paper up to the horizon in front of us. He drew while he held is up. Along the horizon line where the earth met the sky, he traced the paper from one edge to the other so that the line on the paper matched the same horizon line in front of us. Then he drew the tide line, where the beach met the sand while it was stationary. Then he made notches along side of the left edge of the paper, evenly spaced the way a ruler is. Then he said, "Using this graph, you wait for a wave to come up, and holding it up like this, you mark the top of it off at the highest point. That's your wave. Then the next one you can mark off too, and you can see if they're getting bigger or smaller."
He gave me the paper and I held it up waiting for the next wave. The next one was almost as big, but not as threatening as the first. My cousins (who were his children but in waking life he only has one girl, but I think there were more kids) They were looking over my shoulder, so cute and excited about seeing the graph work.
The wave I marked off was smaller than the first, and didn't seem threatening, but I insisted, "There's going to be a bigger one soon though guys. This isn't safe we should move away from the water"
We picked up all of our stuff and headed back to the strand. We walked through the town which was made up of small streets and cute little beach homes. It was lively, and people were out, and about. We came to the center of town which was much more built up, and modernized. There was a huge mall (Lots of huge concrete structures in my dreams lately.) at the center of the town in front of us, which looked very much out of place in the rural beach town. It had escalators wrapping all around the sides of it of the building, like the tentacles of some giant mechanical monster. Everything was larger than normal.
The store windows were oversized as well, and ran from floor to ceiling with super posh, elegant clothes inside. Even the clothes seemed to be oversized. I had no inclination to go inside any of the stores, and was surprised to hear someone from the group say that we should take an escalator up into the mall, pointing at the moving staircase nearest us by the sidewalk. We stepped up one by one. It was a very long slow ride up the escalator and probably took us hundreds of feet into the air before finally dropping us off on the inside of the mall, which was sort of an indoor-outdoor mezzanine level place. I looked above me and the place was completely marbleized, and echoing with the voices of the crowds. The inside of the enormous building looked to be of Roman architecture, except with less columns than you expect with something Roman. There were lots of gardens and water fountains. There were restaurants with dining areas that opened into the main center of the building. I think the ceiling was dome shaped in a stain glass. There were multiple levels along the sides of the structure that revealed other floors, and many other stairwells and escalators connecting them together. The place was enormous. It wasn't like a mall really, but the only way I can really describe it. Everything was very shiny, and mostly marble.
(1.)Now, writing this out I reminds me of other dreams in which I've seen this place, but I'll detail them later in another section. This is definitely not the same mall as the one in the previously recorded dream I called "On a Mission". That mall/structure was more dirty and ugly, and the people there were degenerates. This mall was the complete opposite; updated and architecturally beautiful.
Again, I felt under-dressed and awkward having just come from the beach. My hair was damp, and I was in flip flops. The place was just so perfect that I became self-conscious of weather I looked like belonged or not. I passed a busboy who was working one of the restaurants near the escalator. He looked up at me, and I smiled, but he sort of glared as though he knew how apprehensive I was feeling.
Somehow, my group split up, to walk around and explore. My Uncle went somewhere with his wife, and Blaise with Kim headed in another direction, and I told them I'd meet them all somewhere, later on.
I was with someone too, (faceless/nameless but a friend) But then I separated from that person too and I found myself alone. I wandered into a place that looked like a theater lobby, or conference area that had dining as well. The first room had many different halls connecting to different paths. I walked down one of them, and came to an open-air type of place, where I could see the sky above me, it was now twighlight. There was a man-made stream which ran under the pathway I'd been following which formed a bridge over the water. There were lots of ferns and plants growing alongside the stream, and all it was obvious that it was perfectly landscaped by a person. Definitely man-made, like something out of the Venetian hotel in Vegas, except not as tacky.
The pathway then led to a small room which connected to it three or four more rooms. In one, sat people who seemed to be in some kind of an official meeting, or congregation. They were older, and very elegant, having lively and thoughtful conversations. I watched them for a short time, and realizing I was in a place I shouldn't be, I turned around to find my way back out.
I ran into Ryan in the hall. I don't think he was in my dream at all before this. I said, "Hey! What are you doing here?"
"Oh I'm having dinner, the food is great come sit down I have a table!" He said. He was really happy and comfortable, and seemed like he'd been hanging out there for a while.
I asked him if it was okay that he and I were there, and he said "Yeah of course, what do you think someone's going to kick you out? They don't care, everyone's cool here, come sit down" Or something to that effect.
I told him I'd meet him at the table, and he asked me to grab some desert from the buffet table. (not like a normal buffet area, but more just a round table, with desserts sitting there for anyone) I felt strange, like I'd snuck into the place. Just all around uncomfortable, and it was probably because of being under-dressed and feeling grubby, and also having come from a place that was so much more organic, and free. (the picnic on the beach)
There was an old man standing near the buffet table who looked like a butler, or waiter. He stood there looking straight ahead until I got closer. He nodded at me as I came up to the table. He didn't seem think anything odd of my presence and was quite friendly. His company made me feel more welcome. "Yogurt, Madame?" He said.
"Yes, thank you." I stood there thinking, feeling slightly flustered. I started to realize I was standing there thinking too long and as a result, I became confused about which cups I wanted. The cups were silver, and super shiny. Inside were different colors of yogurt, I remember a lime green one, and a orangey-beige one. All of them had a slice of fruit on the edge of the glass as garnish. They were staked on top of eachother the way a "champagne fountain" is stacked. The table had an enormous flower arrangement at the center of it which towered above me. "Um...hm... I'll take this one. I'm going to grab two actually, thanks so much" I replied, and took two of the orangey-beige ones to the table.
"Help yourself" he said. And nodded again, the way a gentlemen nods.
Walking back, I wondered if I should even stay. I think I took the yogurt cups to the table where Ryan were sitting and put them down, and said I'd be right back. This part is sort of hazy, and I almost have a recollection of not going to the table at all, and just leaving from there.
It's hazy, and I remember both scenarios happening. This part doesn't matter anyway. Alot of this dream is pretty meaningless, but alot of it is also reoccurring which is why I'm taking the time to actually write it out. The fact that I've been here before is why I'm taking the time. I'm sure, hardly anyone has actually made it this far down the page anyway, because I'm realizing it's kind of a boring dream, but it doesn't matter, because this is more for the sake of recording dreams, and less about having them read. (Although I do welcome it)
After dropping off the deserts (or not dropping off the deserts) I walked out of the area and back into the giant Central Lobby, where I had come from, leaving Ryan there at the table. I wanted to find my way out of the building and maybe wait for my family outside. I felt a little stressed. In waking life, I get this feeling in some social situations. If I don't feel right, I want to leave, and everytime I make eye contact with someone during this kind of moment, I take it personal, and think they don't like me or something. (I'm not always like that, but I get it from time to time)
I found the escalator and went down, but it didn't take me back down to the outside! It took me to different level, which was totally unfamiliar to me. I started to freak out a little. I went back and looked back up the escalator and wondered if I should just run back up it, and outrun it's continual descent.
A tired, bland looking woman at the top with tons of shopping bags stopped at the top seeing that I might start running up, and I think she asked me, "Are you going to run up?"
I smiled at her, "Yeah, I'm going to try, haha! I don't know how to get out of this place! I think I'm lost!" And I jammed on up the escalator moving the opposite direction as me, and after gaining speed I finally got back up to the Central Lobby. I had to rethink how I was going to get out, and risk getting lost. I asked people passing me the best way to get out, and they all just pointed back down the escalator again. So, I just went back down again and tried to find my way from that level instead. I just got more, and more lost. The place was huge. I think eventually I ran into my Uncle Marvin and Blaise again. I told them everywhere that I'd been and that I'd gotten myself lost.
Then another hazy moment.... I'm not sure what happened, weather they led me out and told me simply that "It was easy, the way out is right here", or if it just ended there. I probably can't remember exactly how it ended because...
~~~I woke up.~~~
Not a real amazing dream or anything, but... I'm going to keep my dream journal strictly about getting details in, and as many of them as I can remember regardless if it's interesting or not. I don't know...
I just think it's good to record dreams.
(1.) Toward the first half of the dream, I said that I'd detail the other dreams which were set in the same beach town, which match up geographically, and I can literally draw a map of. Maybe later on today, or tomorrow I'll make a map and post it.
In one of the dreams from a while back, I saw that big mall-like building at the center of the town, making this dream the second time I saw the big mall-type place at the center of the beach town), but I only saw the outside of the building that first time. (I was in a car in traffic trying to get through town, but this enormous building was in the way and I couldn't get around it, as all streets seemed to unavoidably lead to the building, and most of them being blocked by traffic. Other dreams also have the giant waves in the beginning, like this one. I'll post them somewhere else so I don't take up so much room with all of this.
Here is the link to the reoccurring dreams blog:
They are Beachtown Dreams (which often feature huge waves, or a beautiful calm ocean, the giant mall at the center of town) Drawn out map coming soon.
http://beachtowndreams.blogspot.com
1 comment:
What a complicated dream. And long :) Do you have trouble with issues of lonliness and abandonment? Did you feel like you never quite fit in when you were younger? Perhaps because you're mixed race?
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