Let me preface this by saying I seem to have very odd dreams, but I do remember them. I do remember details, and I also remember words, things I've said, things said to me, numbers, etc. That being said, let's just jump into it. My friend Niki told me that when you jump into the middle of a story, not at the beginning, it's called "in media res" that sounds cool. Let's dive into the middle, shall we?
I was in a place with a man, he was my boyfriend, and he called himself Mike, but I knew that wasn't his name. He told people he was from Dublin, and I knew that wasn't true either. I wasn't really impressed with the guy, so when he was flirting with another woman I looked him in the eyes (he was actually wearing sunglasses) and I said "Let me make it easy for you" and I walked away. I was wearing a really pretty black sleeveless dress, and I sort of jogged home. I used the highway to find my way home.
I was about to arrive home when I saw a young woman who was blond and small. The woman had a baby in her arms. She told me his name was Kyle Wesley. The woman handed me her baby. He was wearing a white crocheted outfit. She wanted me to adopt him. She couldn't afford to keep him. I told her I would. I then found myself handing him back to her and she had a man with her, perhaps the father. I was super happy they wanted Kyle back, and we prayed together. That made me happy.
I never made it home. I was now on a ship, not a boat, but a cruise ship and I was with my friends Niki and Jeannie. We needed to get to the other side. We HAD to get there. Suddenly it was imperative that we make it over there, and they lifted me up and I found myself standing on them to reach a window. They weren't in danger or peril, it wasn't even hard for them to lift me. I was asking the people on the other side of the window to let me in, but they couldn't. It wasn't that they wouldn't, they actually couldn't. I had to do it. I began shielding Niki and Jeannie with my shirt and I broke through the thick glass with a stick or something. It took a while.
After breaking the glass, I pulled the window out of the frame, and the frame came apart I was having to pull more than I thought I needed to, but I finally got it off and open so I could crawl through it. Niki and Jeannie went on their way. I was the only one to go through the window. There, on the other side was broken clear glass, but it wasn't hurting me or anyone. I picked it up. A man, the captain probably, who was named Donald, was asking me why I didn't use the door. I told him there was no door. I could only use the window and I had to break it. He argued, but he realized I was right and he apologized.
While I was talking to the others on the other side of the glass where I was now, I said "I know Oprah Winfrey so my story will be told". They were happy to know it. As I was talking I had to pull the glass from my throat, but it wasn't hurting me. I wasn't in danger, it was just there. I was told I needed to go to the doctor's office to be checked so I could continue the trip. The doctor was in room 210. His office was down a floor, so I took the stairs and noticed I was in a pink party dress now. I stopped by the staircase and had my photo taken before going to the doctor's office.
I arrived at the doctor's office but instead of a door it was a gate, and animals were on the other side. He was a veterinarian rather than a GP, but he was nice and he let me pet all the animals. I saw a Haflinger horse, a cow, a lamb, a dog or two, and several cats, all lined up on the floor ready to be petted. He gave me a plant and told me I was fine! This is the last thing I remember before waking up.
After looking up all the meanings and going through them to see what I thought was the gist of the dream, I can say that I'm on a journey, I'm going alone, leaving my friends, and I'm happy to be standing on my own two feet, holding my ground, standing up for myself, and taking control of the situation at hand. The name Kyle Wesley literally means "Narrow Meadow to the West" Interestingly, there is a larger park in the center towards the west side of Edinburgh City Centre called The Meadows. It is rather long and narrow. Could that be where I'm going? I accepted it and gave it back to the owners/parents. I didn't keep it. I went on to another place.
The number 210 is said to be a number of gratitude. To be happy with what I have and not to seek more or try to overdo it. I'm OK with that too. I want to be content. The party dress and the elegant dress were nice, they show that I am preparing myself for a trip, a journey, something fun, and adventurous. The ship is literally a relaxed way of cruising through my waking hours, but I must break through new windows to be where I need to be and again, alone, not with friends or family.
Speaking about knowing Oprah (I have met the woman) is probably more or less saying I have connections, and I'll be OK wherever it is that I go. I don't have problems finding new friends or acquaintances. I make sure I stay connected. Basically, I think the white crocheted outfit could mean newness, innocence, first time there, that sort of thing, and that makes sense. I could also be thinking of going to another place where I haven't actually been. We'll have to see.
As for the doctor and the last things I saw, the animals? I think the doctor represented authority to say it's OK, you check out, you're fine, you'll make it. The plant represented new beginnings, and strong life and the animals I saw are farm-type animals, friendly and helpful. The several cats lined up for their petting was fun, it was sort of saying we're all in line now, just as you wanted us! I'm thinking this is a good dream about my future plans to move to Scotland and just be happy and healthy, on my own, standing up for myself, and doing what I need to do to find new friends, new everything - - the journey is mine to take!
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