(1/9/06) the ant colony; re-destined; ride to the airport

(Entered in paper journal at 5:52 PM at Flying Saucer Cafe in Brooklyn.)

Dream 1

I was in a park. There were groups of children playing different types of games. One group may have had a kite or kites. Another group may have had a ball that was deflating. I tried to prove myself to each group, running from group to group. At the last group, I (?) managed to get the ball lost. I had to chase after it, still pretending I knew what I was doing. A woman to my right was watching me.

The park lawn gave way to a forest. I "had to" jump over some small depressions. I may have seen a tree fall into one of the depressions. I had to jump over or onto the fallen tree to get across the depression. The tree lay down into the shallow crevice.

I jumped onto the tree, not knowing whether that was a mistake. The bark crumbled completely and ants flushed out everywhere. They all fell to the floor of the depression. I quickly ran to the other side. The ants were after me.

After running some distance I stopped and looked back. I saw my mom's backyard and house. I knew I had made a mistake. I had broken up the ant colonies in her house.

I saw streams of tarantula hawks flying into my mom's house through the roof. I knew the tarantula hawks were going to break down the roof and basement, and that if anybody even moved in the house, the tarantula hawks would attack.

I tried to take back what I had done. I hoped for my family's safety.

Dream 2

My oldest nephew D sat on a car, somewhere near its front. I stood in front of him, telling him why he shouldn't drive the car or ride in the car. The hood to the car may have been open, though I wasn't looking inside but "seeing" the engine with my imagination.

I explained that some connection had been broken. An engine hose was gone between a supply area and a receiving area. The supply area wasn't very affected: it just stopped supplying. But the receiving area, instead of vacuuming in the supply material, was now pulling in air. The air would not only cause a strong reaction with the other chemicals in the engine, but it, being lighter, would be drawn in quickly and flood the engine. Basically, as soon as the car turned on, there would be an explosion.

I could "see" and feel that D was going to start the car and be blown up. I tried to stop him, and he seemed to listen. But it was also like he kept forgetting what I'd told him, or like he was constantly being re-destined to be blown up in the car.

Dream 3

I was in an office or some housing for office people. I had to catch a flight that left at 10 AM. I had been talking about the flight all morning long, but I had never paid attention to the time. It was 7 AM. I needed to get going. I asked a few people if they could give me a ride to the airport. But nobody would, or else they wanted to wait a long time before they would give me a ride.