.::Snakes, Military, and Africa Tattoos::.

I only remember small bits and pieces of my dream last night. I remember crushing the head and body of this bright, bright green snake with a broom. I also remember I was supposed to be going into the military, but couldn't because I had some unresolved business first. I remember drinking water, but as I drunk the cold, cold water it became hot--but not so hot I couldn't tolerate it. I remember getting part of Africa tattooed on my chest, but the tattoo wasn't finished (it has to be done is sessions). The tattoo was huge. It took up all the upper part of my chest & when finished would reach down to my hip bones... This isn't the order of the dream. I don't remember the order... Weird dream. I need to figure the meaning. in one part I had to take up for my (soon to be) adopted sister... And in 1 part I fell off of a highway bridge with an ex but we landed on a mattress that drove like a car... :-/ That's just out there... Oh, and the sheets were a gold color.

Water Moccasin

I do not remember much of the dream. A snake was loose in the house and my son wanted me to catch it. I was scared, but I looked for the snake anyways. I had to be brave for my son. I saw the snake slither under the bed. Somehow I got bit on the ankle by the snake. I was on the phone with "F," and he acted as if he didn't care. I practically begged him to take me to the hospital, but he didn't. I got bit on the wrist now and my ankle was swelling up. I caught the snake with my bare hands. I smashed its head in my hand and took it off the body.

That's all I remember.

.::Disowned::.

I had a dream about my family disowning me. In the dream I was staying with my mother and we were having a lot of issues and disagreements because I do not believe what she believes. My son and I were in my room, and my son was playing with some of my books. They were books on magick, metaphysical information, etc. My mother came in and was upset that I allowed my son around such books. She picked up one of my books (an Aleister Crowley book) and began marking out entire pages in the book. I snatched my books from her reach and we started arguing. I told her she would have to pay for the book she ruined and she laughed. During our argument she said I was leading my son to hell. The fight became physical, and my father had to step in.

.::Controlling Dreams::.

About a week or two ago, I had another dream that I controlled. I barely remember it, but I had to struggle to stay sleeping. These beings were closing in around me and I thought, "This is my dream. I can control this." I tried knocking all of them back, but it didn't work. Finally, as I held out my hands, I absorbed them. I absorbed the beings into my hands. That's all I remember.