Alarms and Dreams

Many people have probably had the funny experience of alarm clocks being something else in a dream; while the alarm is going off, the dreamer is not ready to wake up yet, so that the alarm clock adds extra stimulus to the dream.

A long time ago, I had a job that made it necessary to have an alarm set for 5 a.m. - I did not like having to wake so early in the morning. I took orders on my job for many things that were identified by style numbers. The majority were numbers in the five and six hundreds. As that alarm clock kept trying to wake me, every time I hit the snooze button, in my dream I was processing orders, talking to customers and looking at a computerized gadget that was telling me what the customer was ordering. I woke up when it got to a time that did not match up with a product and fortunately it was before 7 a.m.

I dream about work a lot. It's a good omen, provided you wake up and get to work on time. It means you will have work and sustenance.

This morning, I was dreaming about work again, only this time it was my phone alarm going off and in my dream I was looking at the phone at a detailed communication from someone, only it was the wrong communication. Every single time I looked at it, in my dream I was wondering why they kept sending the wrong information. It was very confusing and I felt like I did not have time for this. There was a deadline I was dealing with. The last time, the correct information flashed on my screen and that was also a surprise because it was different than expected.

Communication problems have been running rampant among some of my associates. They try to kill me with the stress. Everything will be alright.

A Baby Named Anne Marie

This dream began as a dream about a party and went between two houses that were within a short walking distance. There was a creek that flowed behind the backyards of both houses. My friend Jami was in the dream. She appeared to be her present age.

I don't recall much else about the beginning of the dream except that there were things missing and we were looking for them at both houses.

There were several people I do not know at all who they were. Bruce was in part of it. Derrick was playing him a song he'd recorded called "Guilty of Your Love" which was quite good. Bruce liked the song and it was common thought that he could become famous with it.

There was a baby who had surgically implanted plastic on the palms of her hands and underneath her chin. It seemed ghastly to me that anyone would do this to their child, however it was never clear who she belonged to and the plastic additions didn't seem to bother her at all. Jami told me they were protective; they helped her to crawl better and she would't get hurt when her chin hit the ground. They would be painless to remove when she was old enough to walk and outgrew them.

While I was holding the baby I saw Little Sister, who in real life is taller than I am. In the dream she was shorter. She was the one who told me the baby's name. It was then that I wondered if the baby was part of our family. When I asked her how she was doing, my sister told me she was sad and that I had made her very sad. I woke up feeling terrible that I had made her so sad, feeling that this is a message and I somehow need to change whatever needs to be so that I am not any cause of sadness for her.