STRANGE DREAM...
LAST NIGHT I HAD THE STRANGEST DREAM..I FEEL COMPELLED TO WRITE ABOUT IT..FIRSTLY, EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD I'VE HAD THIS RE-OCCURRING NIGHTMARE THAT I'M RUNNING THROUGH A DARK HOUSE AND EVERY TIME I GO TO PUT A LIGHT ON, IT DOESN'T WORK...I'VE HAD IT ONCE SINCE I MOVED IN HERE..
ANYHOW LAST NIGHTS DREAM WAS DIFFERENT...
I WAS IN THIS HOUSE, BUT THE TIME WAS NOT NOW, IT WAS EITHER EARLY SEVENTIES OR SIXTIES..I SAW THIS HOUSE IN IT'S ORIGINAL FORM, IT HAD THAT DANKNESS OF THE TIME...
I WAS STANDING IN FRONT OF A BIG CAST IRON FIREPLACE..IT HAD A CAST IRON HEARTH GUARD LIKE SMALL POINTY RAILINGS...
ALL OF A SUDDEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT..IT WAS PITCH DARK..I STUMBLED TOWARDS THE FIREPLACE TO GET SOME MATCHES...I STRUCK A MATCH TO SEE MY WAY...BUT THEN I DROPPED IT...IT WENT UNDER THE HEARTH BETWEEN THE HEARTH AND GUARD...THE GUARD WAS SO HEAVY I COULDN'T RETRIEVE THE MATCH!, TO PUT IT OUT!...NEXT THING I KNOW THERE'S A GLOWING PILE OF CINDERS UNDER THE HEARTH...
I RAN BLINDLY TO GET OUT BUT WAS STUMBLING OVER OBJECTS I COULDN'T SEE..
FINALLY I RAN DOWNSTAIRS...AND THE DOOR JUST OPENED IT'S SELF AND THERE WAS THESE 3 FIGURES THERE IN A GLOW OF WHITE LIGHT..THERE WAS A LATE TEEN GIRL STANDING BEHIND AN OLD FASHIONED PUSHCHAIR THAT HAD SEEN BETTER DAYS, WITH A BABY ABOUT 1 YEAR IN IT, THEN NEXT TO HER A LITTLE GIRL ABOUT 4..THEY LOOKED SAD..I TRIED TO SHOUT AT THEM TO GET BACK, BUT YOU KNOW HOW YOUR VOICE IS ALWAYS BEHIND YOU IN NIGHTMARES, YOU CAN'T GET THE WORDS OUT...
OUTSIDE WAS BUSTLING WITH PEOPLE, IT WAS NIGHT TIME, BUT NO ONE NOTICED THE HOUSE ON FIRE!...
I LOOKED OVER THE ROAD AND THERE WAS THIS GIRL WHO LOOKS LIKE CHANTAL WHEN SHE WAS TEN...I'VE SEEN HER BEFORE IN REAL LIFE AT AN OLD DISUSED MINE NOT FAR FROM HERE..I WAS THERE WITH MY SISTER AND CHANTAL..SHE WAS ABOUT TEN THEN..I LOOKED UP AT THE OLD MINE SHAFT (WHICH WAS CORDONED OFF WITH WIRE FENCING)..AND SAW WHAT LOOKED LIKE CHANTAL SITTING AT THE TOP WITH HER FEET DANGLING,..I PANICKED AND SAID TO MY SISTER "OH MY GOD CHANTAL'S UP THERE"...AT THAT POINT CHANTAL APPEARED AND I LOOKED AGAIN AT THE MINE SHAFT AND THE GIRL WAS GONE..I QUESTIONED CHANTAL SAYING "WERE YOU UP THERE?"..SHE SAID "NO"...THINKING ABOUT IT, IT WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE FOR HER TO GET UP THERE..
ANYHOW IT WAS AT THIS POINT I WOKE UP..FEELING AN OVERWHELMING SADNESS..IN FACT I WAS IN TEARS...IT WAS THE DEAD HOUR..3.45.AM...THE SILENCE WAS DEAFENING...I LAY THERE QUITE STILL WAITING TO HEAR SIGNS OF LIFE..THEN I HEARD A CAR PASS AND FELL BACK TO SLEEP...
WHEN I WOKE THIS MORNING THE DREAM WAS STILL WITH ME..VIVID IN MY MIND...NOW I NEED TO KNOW IF THERE WAS EVER A FIRE IN THIS HOUSE AND IF LIVES WERE LOST..I KNOW THIS HOUSE WAS BUILT BEFORE 1920'S...I WILL HAVE TO INVESTIGATE...
ANYHOW LAST NIGHTS DREAM WAS DIFFERENT...
I WAS IN THIS HOUSE, BUT THE TIME WAS NOT NOW, IT WAS EITHER EARLY SEVENTIES OR SIXTIES..I SAW THIS HOUSE IN IT'S ORIGINAL FORM, IT HAD THAT DANKNESS OF THE TIME...
I WAS STANDING IN FRONT OF A BIG CAST IRON FIREPLACE..IT HAD A CAST IRON HEARTH GUARD LIKE SMALL POINTY RAILINGS...
ALL OF A SUDDEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT..IT WAS PITCH DARK..I STUMBLED TOWARDS THE FIREPLACE TO GET SOME MATCHES...I STRUCK A MATCH TO SEE MY WAY...BUT THEN I DROPPED IT...IT WENT UNDER THE HEARTH BETWEEN THE HEARTH AND GUARD...THE GUARD WAS SO HEAVY I COULDN'T RETRIEVE THE MATCH!, TO PUT IT OUT!...NEXT THING I KNOW THERE'S A GLOWING PILE OF CINDERS UNDER THE HEARTH...
I RAN BLINDLY TO GET OUT BUT WAS STUMBLING OVER OBJECTS I COULDN'T SEE..
FINALLY I RAN DOWNSTAIRS...AND THE DOOR JUST OPENED IT'S SELF AND THERE WAS THESE 3 FIGURES THERE IN A GLOW OF WHITE LIGHT..THERE WAS A LATE TEEN GIRL STANDING BEHIND AN OLD FASHIONED PUSHCHAIR THAT HAD SEEN BETTER DAYS, WITH A BABY ABOUT 1 YEAR IN IT, THEN NEXT TO HER A LITTLE GIRL ABOUT 4..THEY LOOKED SAD..I TRIED TO SHOUT AT THEM TO GET BACK, BUT YOU KNOW HOW YOUR VOICE IS ALWAYS BEHIND YOU IN NIGHTMARES, YOU CAN'T GET THE WORDS OUT...
OUTSIDE WAS BUSTLING WITH PEOPLE, IT WAS NIGHT TIME, BUT NO ONE NOTICED THE HOUSE ON FIRE!...
I LOOKED OVER THE ROAD AND THERE WAS THIS GIRL WHO LOOKS LIKE CHANTAL WHEN SHE WAS TEN...I'VE SEEN HER BEFORE IN REAL LIFE AT AN OLD DISUSED MINE NOT FAR FROM HERE..I WAS THERE WITH MY SISTER AND CHANTAL..SHE WAS ABOUT TEN THEN..I LOOKED UP AT THE OLD MINE SHAFT (WHICH WAS CORDONED OFF WITH WIRE FENCING)..AND SAW WHAT LOOKED LIKE CHANTAL SITTING AT THE TOP WITH HER FEET DANGLING,..I PANICKED AND SAID TO MY SISTER "OH MY GOD CHANTAL'S UP THERE"...AT THAT POINT CHANTAL APPEARED AND I LOOKED AGAIN AT THE MINE SHAFT AND THE GIRL WAS GONE..I QUESTIONED CHANTAL SAYING "WERE YOU UP THERE?"..SHE SAID "NO"...THINKING ABOUT IT, IT WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE FOR HER TO GET UP THERE..
ANYHOW IT WAS AT THIS POINT I WOKE UP..FEELING AN OVERWHELMING SADNESS..IN FACT I WAS IN TEARS...IT WAS THE DEAD HOUR..3.45.AM...THE SILENCE WAS DEAFENING...I LAY THERE QUITE STILL WAITING TO HEAR SIGNS OF LIFE..THEN I HEARD A CAR PASS AND FELL BACK TO SLEEP...
WHEN I WOKE THIS MORNING THE DREAM WAS STILL WITH ME..VIVID IN MY MIND...NOW I NEED TO KNOW IF THERE WAS EVER A FIRE IN THIS HOUSE AND IF LIVES WERE LOST..I KNOW THIS HOUSE WAS BUILT BEFORE 1920'S...I WILL HAVE TO INVESTIGATE...
posted by gypsy noir at 4/09/2007
27 Comments:
Oooh Gyspy, that's so strange! maybe you have tapped into something that happened to the house in the past, and it's all mixed up now with the excitement and feelings of responsibility you have for Chantal and her baby (quite natural for someone as close to her daughter as you)! It will be interesting to do some research, hey?
I hope you feel Okay noe though wee one.It sounds as if it was very firghtening.
No KIDDING what a dream...someone trying to communicate with you, and it ain't me or Vince in Boots. I have lived in houses where people have died many times, and they have come through dreams and OOBE's to visit. I wonder why you have seen this girl more than once?
Wow... that is powerful Gypsy. I am a firm believer that we see only a tiny bit of what is all around us, and only those of us open to seeing and sensing get glimpses of things that have happened in the past like that. I would definitely do some searching.
In the meantime, have a cup of chamomile tonight and get a good rest.
xxx
Stevie
Maybe your right ..i did wake up scared val..but not for me, for them..this house has a good vibe i walk around in the dark no probs..i will do some research..i have too..
i'm glad it wasn't you or vince string as they were so sad..i remember what you told me about the things that happened in those houses..that same girl has appeared several times over the years at my sisters house...even the most non believers have experienced her presence..
thankyou stevie..i will, I don't have these dreams often, but when i do they normally mean something..there is so much more than this, we are only a small part of the bigger picture..i've slept on and off all day today...and i still feel buggered!...
The girl must be attached to you for some reason. If she appears at different places. Have you ever thought of asking her?
No string..but she is a playfull ghost..don't mean no harm..
well no luck yet on my investigation, but i did find out looking through council planning applications that all the banging downstairs..which was a sewing shop, is now being converted into a flat!!..just aswell i don't sew..
oh and the chinese have been absolved for now..but still they were spiteful..
What did the Chinese do, wee one? If they were spiteful to our Gypsy, we'll send a derelicté delegation to derelict their shop!!!
Darn tootin' we will!
And yeah, what did they do?
>>>>CROUCHING GYPSY,,HIDDEN BIN<<<<
No drum roll necessary
what it is..as you know i live on a main street, I didn't know where to put my rubbish, there is a yard at the back of the chinese
take-away adjascent to my flat and the downstairs shop..
They have a large bin in their yard..so i naturally thought it was for all of us...so i put my rubbish in it..
bout 3 days after i moved here one of the chinese ,a girl, came to my door asking if it was my car at her gate, she wanted it shifting..it wasn't mine..iv'e not got a car at the mo..anyhoo I says to her.."oh i put my rubbish in your bin that's ok isn,t it?"...she looked at me with a cold stare..almost fish like, and said a flat "NO"...so i asked politely, " would you mind if i got a wheeeeely bin and put it in your yard"...again she retorted with a flat fish "NO"...and that was it..i rang the estate agent to look in to the land registry to find out just where i stood,...they didn't ring back so i rang again today and they said, the yard is not attatched to this property..even though my hall and bathroom windows look on to the yard and the gate matches my door??..i siad what am i supposed to do with my rubbish then??..they said.. just put it on the street and ring the council"..am like oh sure i'll get hung drawn and quatered for putting rubbish bags on the street..
The thing that gets me though..the chinese yard is big enough to hold 20 bins.. see, if that was me and they asked to put their bin in my yard because they were stuck..
i'd have said yes...just as well i get my chinese food (chips) from the other side of town..
they can derelicté their prawn balls!!!...heh!..
What a sad dream, Gypsy. I hope you get to communicate again with the girl- she obviously knows you have a big warm heart.
catching up, the kitty videos, adorable. the cartoon caption classic. I have to re-read the dream a couple more times to get that one. But good though, you have to remember the dream right away when you wake up. to get all the details.
what you have dreamed of before is following you to your new surroundings. Maybe the girl is you? It may not be sadness, it might symbolize something else going on with you. jumping into something new. It may be a positive, not a negative. let me read it again, I went through dream analyzing at one point in my life.
Oooh, Gypsy, this is very surreal. I wonder is this girl actually someone who lived and suffered, or as Grace suggested, a projection of yourself or someone else? Either way, it's powerful stuff. I'm glad to hear your new abode has a good feel to it though - homes should be safe havens rather than places of menace. Maybe it's that calming blue carpet!
As for the unhelpful Chinese, that's really bad luck. You must have struck the one unfriendly Asian eatery in Britain - or am I out of touch?
Hope you're getting lots of cuddles from young Harvey, and that Chantal is coping well with motherhood and those tricky hormones.
PS: Gypsy, I know I'm a bit slow, but I've just noticed you have me as a link on your page (blogcretin that I am, i haven't got to this function on mine yet), as "marge down under". I trust this is a geographical reference rather than a comment on my last post?
You're probably experiencing the real world in your dream, a sort of low-level projection, and that's why you can't turn the lights on (as a projection you can experience the world but not affect it- not physically anyway.) Try napping in the daytime or leave a nightlight on in the hall.
Hey Gypsy, what mean, self centred, unfriendly creeps those chinese neighbours have turned out to be! That's just so non public spirited....you could always try hanging a wheely bin from your window just above their courtyard...they couldn't complain it was in it then could they..lol! I don't think the agents were much help either! Maybe phone the council and make it their problem?
hee hee! or you could find a spot on the roof, and start using their wheey bins for target practice. I think it could even be a sport...
Maybe the new tenant donwstairs will join forces with you.
IT WAS AT THIS POINT I WOKE UP..FEELING AN OVERWHELMING SADNESS..IN FACT I WAS IN TEARS...IT WAS THE DEAD HOUR..3.45.AM...THE SILENCE WAS DEAFENING...I LAY THERE QUITE STILL WAITING TO HEAR SIGNS OF LIFE
oh this statement about tore my heart out..
PS CONGRATULATIONS GRA.. ER.. GYPSY!!! I HAVENT BEEN ON THE BLOGS IN AGES.. I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE A GRA...... ERRR.. GYPSY!!!!
WELL DONE CHANTAL!!!! (AND DARREN)
~LACE~
U know what I love, your age is ever changing on your profile!!!
Are you 'avin a laugh? Is she 'avin a laugh?!?
;)
hey ho! I never noticed the age on your profile page, wee one. I always come straight to your blog from my link...now I see you're 99 or was that yesterday...LOL.....what is this?...so that you can pretend to be cheating the zimmers??!
Hope you're having a lovely weekend in this lovely weather my friend xxxx
you know, when I read the first line of your last post, "last night I had the strangest dream..." all I could think was
"I sailed away to China,
in a little rowboat to find ya, you said you had to get your laundry clean...."
Thankyou for the dream interpretations everyone..
I find normally our indian and chinese neighbours thee most gracious and courteous of people, infact they put us to shame in that department..
margie it was there long before the nether region thingy..
Lace you neally uttered the G word..naughty..
stevie good plan i can chuck it on their roof from my hall window..heh!..dare I?..
ooh sailing to china to do me washing...hope you were rowing..
er..my age is ever changing with my mood..and seeing as all birthdays are cancelled forver!..i can be any age i choose..i'm currently speaking from the past..i'm haunting you all at the mo..
BOO!!!..
Oh, don't even get me started on the door and gasboard fiasco..
sometimes honesty does not pay!..
Wow, that certainly is an interesting, but frightening nightmare! When you investigate, I'll be interested to know what you find out. Maybe the past is sending you some part of it....
it would seem to me, after reading your stuff for some time, that you would have dreams that depict a completely "normal" (by society standard) life. Like a family eating dinner at the dinner table talking about the weather, sports, and American Idol.
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