Adult Knick-Knack Store

Dear Peregrin,

Let me start this letter by saying, I think you have an awesome name :) I am hoping that you might have some insight into this beyond insane dream that I had!

I must apologize in advance because some of the details seem hazy or disjointed, but I will tell it to you as it appeared to me. I was in a store which was supposed to be an "adult" store, but nothing in the place seemed to be of that nature. In fact most of the merchandise was a random collection of knick-knacks, everything from chop sticks to baby items. I was in this store shopping for something for an evening with my boyfriend (in real life I am not seeing anyone), whose name was Steve. I somehow got the impression that my family did not approve of Steve so I was trying to keep my plans for the evening low key.

At some point I ran into Steve and we were walking around this same store and basically goofing around, I was pushing him around on something that looked like a cart for moving around large boxes, when I spotted someone from my family. I quickly tried to think of a way out of the impending argument, so I dressed Steve up in the uniform of my uncle Al, a dead baseball player, and tried to pass him off as my uncle. And it worked on some people. In fact it seemed the majority of the family believed it and wanted to bring "Al" over to my father. I tried to stop them, but they wouldn't listen to me.

The rest of the dream I experienced from the point of view of Steve/Al. I was introduced to my father, who knew this was a farce and we were talking and he was telling me about the real Al and how sad he was that he had died. I became so emotional I said that I wished I could go back in time and die in his place. I was crying in the dream and woke up crying.

What in the heck is this all about?

Oh, two important notes. I do have a dead uncle Al, who I never met, but he was not a baseball player and he was not my father's brother. And my father in the dream, was not my father in real life, and he seemed much older than my real father. In fact, none of the family members in the dream were actually members of my family.

If you can make heads or tails of this I would be eternally grateful!

-Jenn

Sharp Shell Lobster

Dear Peregrin,

I had a weird dream last night.

I dreamt that there was a lobster (crayfish) in my bed and I could feel it underneath the sheets, knew what it was by its outline, but could not actually see it.

I was not worried about its claws but rather its sharp shell.

I was pressing down on it so it would not come any closer and I felt the shell cut my finger and blood was drawn.

I woke up and hopped straight out of bed.

Can you tell me what this means?

Regards,

Andrew

Don't Kill Me

Dear Peregrin,

Okay, this guy came to the screen door at my house and I was about 5 metres away in the kitchen and he was pointing a gun at me through the door yelling at me, and I remember that I was begging him not to kill me because I didn't want to die, then he just ran off

Thank you,

Fiona

Balloons

Dear Peregrin,

I had this dream that I was walking down this busy street, with about 20 colourful balloons with strings. The end of the street was empty and at the end of the street was my friend's house. I haven't seen her in about 17 yrs.

What's going on in my Life? My daughter just did an audition to go to L A. She didn't get picked. We have been for the last three weeks running to Toronto for photos shots, graduation for modelling and so on. I have so many medical tests going on too.

Cindy

New School

I've just remembered parts of this one.

I am at a school which is situated on the side of a hill. I have my badges from the school I completed Senior at. I am registering myself or something and this girl stands beside me. I am wearing my old Senior uniform. I look at the girl beside me and say "Wow! Linda ! I haven't seen you since Senior!". I finish what I had to do at the window which looked into an office. Like admin. And I went off to get my new school uniform which was of a blue check/tartan. The surroundings remind me of the trees found in the Colorado National Park. But I am not 100% sure if it was USA.

I am wondering whether my Guide is trying to tell me that I need to move back to the States (even though I am not a citizen), or there is a place in the country I am from that I am supposed to move to.

Peace to all.

qtkai

Little Brother Driving

Hi!

I was wondering if you could help me figure out this dream that I had the other night. Actually, I'm really interested in this, 'cause this is a topic that I myself am trying to tackle in a school experiment. How dreams are linked to personality, that is.

Anyway, I tried to figure it out myself, but I'm not very skilled in the subject and I wasn't really able to understand much.

Alright, here it goes.

In my dream, it started off by me driving in a big, silver truck with my little brother. It was a sunny day outside, and we were driving on a new-looking road, with green grass next to us and a metal bar surrounding the whole place. All of a sudden, my brother, who is only 11, took the wheel and I was yelling at him to stop it. The sky got gray and it began to rain. I remember being really scared, but my brother was laughing. I climbed out of my window and sat on top of the car. My brother was driving crazily. The car was curving and spinning out of control. Then, kind of in slow motion, the car hit the metal pole and we went flying downwards, off the edge of a cliff. We landed in an ocean, and I expected to drown because of the hard impact, but instead I came up from the surface to find my brother swimming behind me, still laughing. I was mad at him as we continued to make our way back to the shore. It was still raining out, and it seemed to get much darker. There were a lot of other people on the beach. They all looked rather sad. There was this 1 boy with silver hair who came up to us. Then I started laughing. And then me and my brother climbed back up the side of the cliff. I woke up after that.

I'd appreciate if you could help. Thanks a lot!!

-Anna

Bologna in Milk

Hi there,

I dreamt with my deceased fiancee bout a week ago. In the dream, he is giving me something to drink. He gives me milk, but in the milk, there was a piece of cold cut, bologna I believe.

When I think of this dream, I think my beloved is warning me of my ex. That my ex is "feeding me Bologna" (basically "feeding me crap!"). I feel the milk represents my ex, trying to cover up his "real intentions" his "true colors." Those "true colors," which is the disguise that he "cares" when in truth, he does not. I believe my beloved was trying to tell me that. Since then, I have not had communication with him (my ex).

What do you think of the dream? I would really appreciate an interpretation. Thank you.

Isis