I have driven a bendy bus to the North Sydney Bus terminus. It is the same city that was in my L90 dream. The city has a seedy, over developed, overcrowded feel to it. There are multiple levels of roadways around the bus terminus. I have parked my bus and…
The dream begins where "Waiting for Martina" ends. You are standing outside the motel room. Your girlfriends and their 2 dogs have left. Just you and I are left. You come back into the motel room to greet me. I am now completely naked. You take me by the hand and lead me back outside. There are 2 horses, saddled, ready to be ridden, waiting on the asphalt. You and I mount the horses and we ride off. You are now, also naked.
We are riding through the desert and the wildflowers are in full bloom. You and I discuss our different dreams. You mention your dreams about your grandfather. We swap stories about our respective grandfathers. Your grandfather joins us and he rides along with us. He seems to be more interested in my honourable intentions towards you. I must have satisfied him because he leaves us.
I am now walking along through a forest. I am still naked and my penis is erect. I recognise that I am back in my "Carpe Diem/Diana" dream. Remembering that this dream was inspired by reading about the Greek myth of Acteon, the hunter, who comes across the goddess Diana, bathing nude in a stream. She was so angry at him for seeing her naked that she turned him into a stag and set his hounds on him and they tore him limb from limb. So I approach with trepidation. But it is not Diana bathing in the stream. It is you, Martina and you invite me to join you.
After bathing we are back on our horses riding through the sandy desert, there are now no more wildflowers. We ride until sunset and we stop on top of a sand dune we lie on our backs, on top of the dune and look at the starry night above.
It is morning and I am alone. You and the horses have left. I am quite high up on this dune and I can see for miles from my vantage point and it is desert for as far as the eye can see. So I set off on the next part of the adventure alone. To be continued.
Dream notes and associations
I have been sitting on this dream for a while. Back in October last year, you posted your "Magical Concoction" dream. I read that dream and it gave me a link to your Big Fat Beer dream and I read that dream. That night I had the above dream. Last week I read your blog post about the Big Fat Beer dream. So I thought it was about time I posted this one. I guess I felt a little shy about posting this one plus I had a lot of other dreams happening at the time so that I abandoned it.
When I was a teenager, there was a shop near our house and they had 2 paintings on the wall. The first painting was of a man, in Arab dress, mounted on a horse on top of a sand dune in a desert. The next painting was a continuation of that scene with the sand dune heading off towards the horizon. Those 2 paintings fascinated me. I would imagine my self in the painting, walking along the top of the dune to the horizon, because I wanted to know what was there. Deserts have fascinated me for as long as I can remember. I have seen the Simpson Desert in full bloom and it is an amazing sight
My feelings throughout the dream and on awakening
a sense of adventurer, fear and trepidation, awe