4 dreams for the price of one

A night or two ago I had another dream about Doctor Who. We were in Egypt and there were pyramids and mummies and lots of sand and sun and stuff. Only there was this woman and she kept waking the mummies up and they were controlled by aliens or some bad force. She was pregnant, but the Doctor said the baby wasn't human, so he had to try and help her because if she gave birth it would kill her and apart from being possessed she was pretty harmless and the Doctor is a big softy afterall. So he got his sonic screwdriver out and somehow zapped her so that the alien went away. Then she was put away somewhere where she couldn't do any harm and couldn't be harmed. But it wasn't over yet. I'd been right near the Doctor when he zapped the alien inside the woman. Somehow it felt him coming and transferred into me. The Doctor sensed this after a while, but I wouldn't let him zap me. I ran away. I needed to protect my baby. The Doctor's baby. At this point I recalled that I'd had sex with the Doctor at some point prior to the dream beginning. I wasn't going to let him hurt his own baby. He caught me in the middle of a wide empty street with lots of mummies laying in boxes in rows on the ground. We tussled for a bit and ended up having very passionate sex (by the way it was great). He then reached into his pocket for his sonic screwdriver to zap the baby. But somehow or other he got the message. It really was his baby. The alien had tried to take over me but the foetus was stronger and kicked it out already. The reason I was registering as having alien life inside me was because it was the Doctor's baby and not a fully human baby. Then we rewrapped the mummies with the bandages going round in the opposite direction to before so the aliens couldn't come back (for some reason they really hated anti-clockwise things) and then the Doctor grabbed my hand and we started walking back towards the Tardis, which was out of sight somewhere. We never did see it before I woke up.
Aliens: Either being with or dreaming you are an alien, shows you are feeling isolated and alone. This highlights a need to find a way to connect with kindred spirits. Can indicate a fear of the unknown within yourself.
Pregnant: This dream serves as a reminder to work on developing your potential.

Last night in one dream I had lots of wobbly teeth and at least one of them fell out. I think more than one fell out though. But one in particular fell out and I remember looking at it and trying to figure out which way round it should go, so that I could put it back in. For some reason in those dreams I always hope that if I put them back in and stay still for long enough then it will heal and be okay. I'm always surprised when I wake up with all my teeth and none of them wobbly. It always feels so real.
Teeth: Teeth falling out can indicate hopes and fears.

My second dream last night was about me working in an unsafe nuclear power plant. I was in this big room with other women and there were loads of pipes. But the cladding wasn't working properly and the pipes were over-pressurised and the cooling systems weren't working properly. It was heading towards meltdown when I woke up, but I was still trying to do something about it even though I wasn't sure what to do.
Danger: Dreams involving danger are most common during times of stress and anxiety. Consider how you are dealing with the danger in your dream. If you are facing it, your subconscious is telling you to battle on.

Another dream from a few days ago was about my Granddad. I dreamt that he was alive again and in a clothes shop with me and some other family members. I can't remember any other details really.
Family: Dreams of your family can be a reflection of attitudes towards outside relationships. Consider which family member is most prominent in the dream, as this will indicate your subconscious feelings about current relationships in your life.

The Doctor

Two dreams recently have featured Doctor Who/David Tennant again. First things first:

I was in an audience in the hall at my old school. The hall with the stage. Joanna Hulse was sat next to me. She's a girl I had a love-hate relationship with at school - you know, the girl you love to hate. There was a group of girls performing some play. David Tennant had come to play Dr Who and he was the only male character. Al the rest were girls. I’m not sure how old they were, I don’t think they were old enough to be students at St George’s. There was one particular girl in the play who attracted my attention for some reason. I knew her, but not from real life. She had shoulder length dark brown hair and was probably aged between 8 and 11. There was a bit of singing, but I couldn’t understand it. Then the TARDIS materialised and out walked the Doctor/David Tennant. Joanna started gushing about how lovely he is and tried to get me to admit that I fancied the pants off him and I was all laid back about it and was like “he’s okay, but he’s nothing special, he’s just some guy.”

At the end of the show everyone had gone and I walked out of the back of the hall and stepped outside. As I stepped outside I heard a voice say "well if it isn't Aunty Sharon!" I looked to my right and sitting on a chair looking out over the playground was David Tennant/The Doctor. It was him talking to me. "Sorry?" I said as I turned and walked towards him. I stood directly in front of him and looked him in the eyes. "Sorry" I repeated, "I didn't quite catch that."

"You're Aunty Sharon!" he said, then he said the girl's name who had caught my attention, but I don't remember it. "All **** did was talk about Aunty Sharon and how wonderful she is..." Then he went on to explain to me that all the songs were in various alien languages and he'd translated the lyrics from snippets of things this girl had said about me. So all the songs had been about me and how great I am. And there was David Tennant/The Doctor believing that I was a really amazing aunt and looking up to me, both literally (from his chair) and figuratively.

The scene changed and I saw my best mate from school, Emma. Somehow that made the connection in my head. The girl in the dream. She's Emma's daughter.

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The second dream is more disjointed. I was The Doctor's companion/lover. I'd been a few places with him and traveled a bit. I knew all about him. There were battles and enemies. Time kept changing and going back and forth, but the Doctor didn't age and neither did I. I had identical twins. Boys. They were Time Lords too. They went back to Gallifrey. It was inhabited by evil aliens. I don't recall what they were, but they were resisting the return of the Time Lords.

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Not surprisingly my book doesn't tell me anything about Dr Who dreams, famous people dreams, dreams about time travel. Dreams about aliens however can reveal hidden fears, especially of the unknown. Or it could mean I've been watching far too much Doctor Who....

Two dreams, no meanings as yet...

The first dream I recall from this morning was set at uni. I went for a lecture and came in through the back door into the lecture theatre. It was for a special lecture from a company - I don't know that we'd been told which one. There were other students in the room as well as the people from my group. I didn't pay any attention to them though. Chris wasn't there so I tried to save notes for him but the visiting lecturer wouldn't let me take a spare set. Then the lecturer went to the front of the class and started to write really quickly on the board without reading what they were writing. They were in fact saying completely different things to what they were writing about and it was really distracting having to try and concentrate on what they were saying and trying to write down what they were writing. They commented about the turnout and said it was nice to see so many famous faces and it turned out that about half the people there were TV/film stars. I can't remember any names right now, but the lecturer embarrassed them all by naming most if not all of them. The lecturer then mentioned that his colleague Mr Stockman was with him and would be around to help us later. (Mr Andrew Stockman was my boss when I worked for Areva in Erlangen in Germany for almost a year, he's a really nice guy and we got on well.) So then I looked around the class and spotted Andrew and he turned round and saw me in the second to back row. He came back to speak to me once the lecturer had stopped speaking. Then the lecturer came over too. The lecturer's name was on the board as "Myth von Steven" and Andrew was calling the lecturer Steven, but that wasn't too unusual as Germans are often known by their surname in a professional environment. But then I spotted the lecturer's face for the first time. The lecturer had a goatee and an adam's apple, which isn't all that unusual for a guy, but he also had a woman's voice and girly hair and not a very flat chest. So then I was talking to Andrew with a couple of friends and telling them he was my old boss and that German's had trouble saying Andrew and "Steven" was in fact calling Andrew "Elmer". I woke up around this time.

My second dream from this morning that I remember was also quite odd, but in a nice way. I had been kidnapped and drugged by this couple. The guy was driving, but the woman was telling him some turnings to make. She had blonde hair. I was slumped in the back seat of the car, in the middle with no safety belt on. I had a denim mini skirt on, some knee high boots that I would never wear in waking life (and I do not own a pair like that), my pale blue coat and some tights. I did have something on under my coat, but as I couldn't see it Ihave no idea what it was, I have a feeling it was something revealing. Because I was drugged I couldn't think straight or move about much because my limbs were really heavy. I sat there and watched them driving me away and couldn't do anything about it. I hoped the whole time that I would be rescued. For some reason I had the idea that Doctor Who was looking for me and would save me if I was lucky. The kidnappers turned off the road when they got to a forest and got out of the car. Doctor Who appeared and they scarpered. He climbed into the back of the car with me and knelt in front of me somehow. With those long legs of his I assume he must have had his feet under the front seats or something. Either that or they'd kidnapped me in a limo and I hadn't noticed how big it was before then. Anyway, he was suddenly there in front of me and looked at me with a worried look on his face. He put his arms under my armpits and lifted me a bit because I was all floppy and slouched down in the seat. Then he hugged me and pressed his right cheek against mine and I remember thinking how soft his skin felt. Then he drew back, looked me in the eye, I mumbled "doctor" and then kissed me full on the lips. He kissed me twice more and by the third kiss I just about managed to respond through the drugs.

Then I woke up.

I'll check out the meanings of these in a few days when I get my dream book back.