Friday, July 30, 2010

Enchanted Melody

Dear Peregrin,

I wake from a dream that I cannot remember, but I am left with a warm feeling throughout my body. I walk slowly down a long winding staircase. Then, I am no longer present. I can see the staircase still, but I am looking down on it from above and I am aware that I am not a part of this reality. I can hear the most beautiful melody in the world. A woman is singing in an extremely expressive language, which I do not understand. It causes me to cry softly. I feel the most amazing rush of emotion. Although I can remember hearing the song with vivid clarity, its tune escapes me. This memory is haunting me. I would give anything to hear it in waking life or even to have the dream once more. I have a dreadful feeling, though, that I will never again hear this piece of music that I believe means everything to my achieving a sort of peace that I had never before belied possible. Help!

Chloe

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

I Can't Play Rugby Like This!

Dear Peregrin,

I enter my dream staring at the deep, dry cuts in each of my hands. No blood is present, but I can see under the skin to the tendons, red muscle, and white bone of the openings in my hands. I am very calm in the dream, and strangely enough I am more upset at the thought that the cuts will keep me from my rugby game than the injuries to my person.

Cindy

Monday, July 26, 2010

The Funeral

Dear Peregrin,

In my dream, one of my closest friend's husband Jayme died. I was sitting next to her and some of my other friends as the minister said a prayer for him. The casket was open and all of a sudden, Jayme rose from the coffin and began screaming and crying, "Please don't put my body in the ground, please!" He was twitching and my friends were crying. I was hysterical and began screaming. I woke up feeling very sad and scared.

Belle

Friday, July 23, 2010

The Dirty Church

Dear Peregrin,

Another Sanitarian and myself were inspecting a church for cleanliness. In the large auditorium, we began to mop the tile floors which were filthy. We noticed a mist beginning to rise. The pastor of the church watched us. He seemed very unconcerned and was casually, almost sloppily dressed.. We were aware a service was about to begin. People began to knock at the locked doors. We went outside and informed the parishoners the church was closed. They seemed to be in an ugly mood and began to throw rocks at the church. One shadowy figure began to threaten. I faced off with him and we began to struggle. Here the dream ended.

Richard

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Vacation and Indians

Hi,

I had a very strange dream last night.

I was going with my best friend to Brazil (I live in Argentina) to spend our vacations there. To get there we had to go trough a big field, but there were indians all around it. I saw many, many arrows coming our way, they were trying to attack us. Finally one arrow hit on my neck, and then I woke up.

What do you think this dream means?

Thank you for your answer!

Carolina

Monday, July 19, 2010

Satan and Choices

Dear Peregrin,

Me and my family were in this hot humid cave and it was like we had just appeared there. No light, just dark, hot, humid! We stumbled around for hours trying to find the way out. Our clothes were drenched in sweat. We kept hearing this fire crackling in the cave but no light. We finally made it to a room in the cave. It was huge, with just enough light to see about 10 feet in front. Then we heard a boom and Satan appeared behind us. He told us that we could choose one person to stay there and the rest of us could go to heaven. He put a huge hourglass in front of us and sat there. Everything we said, he would say the bad that would come of it. After sitting there for hours trying to decide I woke up.

Erin

Friday, July 16, 2010

Cat Killer

Dear Peregrin,

My sister and her fiance, James, and I were over at my mother's house visiting. Sometime during the visit, James tried to kill one of my mother's three cats with an ax. Somehow, we were able to get to her (the cat) in time to take her to the vet before she died. James acted like he didn't know what had come over him and as if he saw little wrong with his actions. The cat did live and had these weird plastic things on her chest that we were required to keep there while she healed. My sister and mother seemed to see little wrong with his behavior also and I was the only one who was upset at all.

Zoe