I had a very long transitional dream with many different transitions, I woke up remembering more of them but I got out of bed too quickly to get my MP3 player to voice record them, and this caused my brain to start forgetting them quickly because I did not organize them enough before quickly getting out of bed to voice record them so I forgot parts of this dream that I had remembered at first unfortunately.
Fortunately I was still able to remember some of this dream at least, and part of another dream.
There was so much more to this long transitional dream that transitioned so many times without me noticing it but unfortunately I forgot a lot of it when I rushed to voice record it, and so all that I can remember of this dream from last night is that at some point in the dream I was inside an airport or station-like building with a tour (tourist)-like group of people from different countries with most probably being from English-speaking countries.
We started walking across the building to probably stop to use the bathrooms first so I walked inside what I assume was the men’s bathroom, but then I noticed that at least three women in our group walked into the bathroom as well.
One of the women walked like she knew where she was going, the second woman walked like she was confused and just following the group, and the third woman seemed like she was confused at first but then like she knew where she was going and then I could not tell.
I was confused and wondering if this was a unisex bathroom now but the sign was outdated or if that maybe this was a protest to the new bathroom laws or something else, I paused trying to decide if I should talk with the women about this, and then I realized that one of the women was the musician Pauline Croze.
She said something in French to me at some point and I said something in French back, we briefly spoke in French as we walked to a waiting and sitting area with tables and chairs under a television, and I quickly switched to English because my French skills are very limited (below basic).
We started talking in English as I asked Mrs. Croze how to say certain words and phrases in French and as I asked what certain words and phrases translated to in English, she explained some of this to me, and I remember her asking me if I wanted to call her grandmother to practice my French with her.
I told her that I was not comfortable or skilled enough for that and that even talking with her now was uncomfortable and hard for me but I thanked her, she then asked if I wanted to play a card game that I have never heard of, and she started to deal out the cards.
I admitted that I was embarrassed to say that I had no idea how to play this unknown card game or many other popular card games like poker et cetera, and we probably smiled and laughed and joked about this.
I asked her if she could teach me how to play this card game so she started explaining it to me, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
Several other parts and transitions of the dream involved me walking outside from maybe school with many other classmates each day on our way home across a fictional area near the train tracks like in the city of D from by the BM Hospital to the BP Library, and things probably slightly changed with each transition to where there was now a body of water and boat docks near the train tracks.
Each day I would see and probably briefly talk with some of my former classmates on our walk home, like my former female classmate MW and my former male classmate SB and many others, but that is all that I can remember of these transitions and parts of the dream.
Several other parts and transitions of the dream involved a building that was possibly this same building or connected to it or near it, in each of these transitions I would walk into a carpeted business that sold food, and it was a bit like a food stand with a large counter in mostly an open room with little furniture and a television.
During one transition my former classmate MT was working there now, I was still unemployed, and I remember greeted him and talking with him before ordering my food.
We talked about him getting this job and the job and my joblessness et cetera, and then I realized that he was on the television on a special channel for this business or food stand or restaurant.
He told me that he had his own television show on that channel, he then started preparing my food, and that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
The next thing that I remember is possibly seeing inside the same room (business) or another room (business) in this building but I am not sure if I was in the dream or not, a female entity with magical powers who I will call a fairy godmother entered the business with white skin with big long yellow fairy tale hair and a big fairy tale dress, and she seemed to be what some would call an evil fairy godmother.
Another somewhat similar looking fairy godmother entered the business as well, she seemed to be what some would call a good fairy godmother, and no other customers seemed to be in the room.
Both fairy godmother’s recognized each other and they greeted each other, a challenge was given where the evil fairy godmother wanted to fight, but the good fairy godmother chose a peaceful alternative where they would play a special board game that fairy godmothers knew to settle their challenge.
The good fairy godmother presented the board for the evil fairy godmother to examine with her powers and magnifying glass to make sure that it was not tampered with, and she walked away until she was done.
While she was away the evil fairy godmother did something to probably start a fire, and the next thing that I can remember is being outside in an area like the previous walking transitions.
It seemed that all of this dream took place in the same country, I was now at the dock area at first, and then I remember being or going out in a boat on the water to or with some young men who seemed to be members of the British Navy who worked as firefighters and were doing some training.
Maybe I was going to warn them about the evil fairy godmother starting a fire but I can not remember, I just remember us seeing smoke in the distance and it was clear that a big fire was going, and most of the firefighters were with us training on boats so there were barely any left on land to fight the fire so we rushed to the dock to get to the equipment and fight the fire.
As we got closer we realized that fires were spreading around the city and could possibly burn the entire city if not stopped, and one of the firefighters and sailors grimly said: “London has fallen.” because he did not think that we would be able to get to all the fire in time to save the city.
I assume that we were in London, England since he said that, I probably tried to raise their morale because they seemed ready to give up, and we finally reached the docks and we rushed to get the equipment and fight the fires.
As we were getting geared up other firefighters joined us including Mel Gibson and Danny Glover as firefighter versions of their characters Martin Riggs and Roger Murtaugh from the Lethal Weapon films, and then John Goodman as a morbidly obese firefighter chief who wears a suit with his firefighter gear and uniform and he had us all put on suits as well.
I remember struggling to put on the suit with the firefighter gear and uniform as John Goodman’s character talked, and Martin Riggs and Roger Murtaugh told jokes.
I almost forgot or forgot that London was burning because of the interesting and comedic performances of these characters, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I went to visit someone at a small house by maybe a small boat dock-like area away from other houses and the city during a gray day, and this person had a male housemate with white skin with short hair who looked and dressed and acted like he was possibly involved in criminal activities and/or a gang.
Things were normal at first until something happened that I can not remember where the housemate pulled out a revolver and was going to shoot the person who I was visiting, I tried to talk him down but that did not work and he was going to shoot me too now probably, and so I had to disarm him.
After taking the revolver from him I had to try to make a decision, should I call the police and risk him and probably some of his gang members trying to kill us in revenge or should I give him the revolver back once he promises to not harm us, and so I discussed this with him and the person who I had come to visit.
I remember emptying the bullets from the revolver when the housemate was not looking so that if I did give it back to him that he could not shoot us in case he decided to betray us, and then we called a female friend to help us make a decision because we did not trust the housemate.
This female friend called a man who knew the housemate to ask him for advice and to see if this man could guarantee that he could make sure that the housemate followed our deal to not kill or harm us, and this man was the professional wrestler Ric Flair (wooo! 😀 ).
I woke up as our female friend was still talking with Ric Flair.
4 replies on “Many Transitions”
I think we’re in the same boat with proficiency in French. It’s pretty cool you know enough of it to have conversations in your dreams. I love when that happens. (When I was beginning to take my Japanese studies more seriously I had lots of dreams where I’d read and speak… not sure it was actual practice though…).
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I seem to be a forever beginner when it comes to language learning 😀 , it is nice that you have done a bit of language learning as well (French and Japanese, cool), and it is great that you have also used another language in a dream.
In that dream I really only said a few words and phrases in French before quickly jumping to mostly English as Pauline Croze helped teach me a few more words and phrases in French as we talked in mostly English, oddly I usually can not remember most of my non-English dialogue in dreams, and I am surprised that I even was able to use that much French because I have not done any French lessons in months (I was lazily studying French for free on Duolingo.com before stopping as I always do months ago). 😀
Thank you for commenting Sissh,
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There is always something fascinating about being able to speak another (or many) language(s).
Maybe speaking it in your dream was your brains way of telling you it thoroughly enjoyed it and wants more practise! 😉
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I agree Sissh. 🙂
That and/or Pauline Croze is associated with French by my mind so it was also in the dream and/or I like the sound of French. 😉
Thank you for commenting.
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