Fosilized Mummy

I remember seeing an ancient Egyptian mummy, wrapped and preserved.  A woman, about 1.5 - 2 times larger than a normal person.  The specimen was very old, so much so that parts had turned to stone - the head and ribs mainly.  The interior was hollow - you could see right through the top of the chest down to the base of the feet.  Inside looked like a tomb and it was large enough for me to crawl inside and get a good look around.  I distinctly remember seeing an embalming pot with a liquid inside - the dead woman's urine.  I thought that this could be used for DNA testing.

Driving a Coach

I remember it was night time.  I was in the driving seat of a coach - but I had no idea how to drive such a beast!  There was a young boy in the passengers seat to my side - he was the son of a work colleague.  I was very scared that the coach would crash and he would get hurt.

Without me wanting it, the coach began rolling forward, out of the carpark, through the gates and onto a road with cars hurtling by.  We were very fortunate that no cars were coming past at the moment our coach went onto the road.  I couldn't press the brakes because I wasn't sure which pedal was which.  I was worried that if i pressed the wrong one i would accelerate the coach into oncoming traffic rather than put it to a halt.  I decided to just try and steer it so that we could avoid crashing into a wall.

I turned the massive wheel left, leading the coach smoothly onto the road.  Now we were rolling toward a T junction.  The traffic lights were red!!  The junction lead onto a very busy main road!!!  I had no choice now - i had to stop this thing.

I pulled the hand brake hoping it would be enough to slow it down.   It worked. The coach stopped at the lights by some cars!  Now i could safely test the pedals to see which would accelerate the coach.  The lights turned green and i slowly advanced us onto the main road and did a big U-turn to take us back up the road we had just come.

I safely returned the coach through the gates into the car park, where my work colleague embarked and comforted his son from this near-death experience

All in all, i think i drove that monster of a coach fairly well for my first time, but i don't think the father appreciated me taking his son on this dangerous ride in the first place.

Treasure Island

I was sitting in a public library that was quite busy with readers.  Someone i knew had just finished a book and handed it to me.  It was a short adventure book - the ones where you can decide the outcome by choosing the relevant page number to turn to.  I Began reading. The first page had a jumble of phrases scattered all over it but there was a clear line going randomly around the page like a route map.  The whole page made no sense unless you read the phrases in the order the line passed through them. 

I left the library and followed a white line painted along the ground into a car park. It was numbered. At places it was very faint, almost completely worn away. I Managed to follow it, however, to this giant map stenciled on the ground. There were people standing around the map trying to interprate it. I had the same map drawn in my book. Fully Labelled.   I told the people that the map has a goal over here and it is a place called 'kurkos', in Greece.  Others disputed as they were guessing it to be in Spain, but I reassured them that it was clearly labeled in my book.  There were also areas of shaded black over parts of the map, some darker than others. I explained this represented woods. And so now we could all plan our route to the goal by avoiding the woods as much as possible.  

As we were planning the route I could see us travelling through the land and then through a clear sea until we reached an island with sand, marsh and many trees.  There was a path worn down by previous groups who had also come searching for the goal.  In fact, I could see another group further along toward the goal, much closer than we were.  

Something told me that whatever was at this goal, was no longer there - because the many groups would have surely found it by now.  If it were treasure it must be hidden in some other place, i reasoned to myself - giving me hope to be the first to find it.  

It was getting dark and I decided to rest for the night in case we get lost.  I found an inn.   There was a stand outside at the front for the concierge with noone attending.  I saw on it an old computer and by the side of the mouse a small, golden pendant without the chain - flat and rectangular.  It looked very precious and so I picked it up.  It could be unfolded a few times as it had mini hinges.  There was a long column of chinese symbols engraved onto it.  I couldn’t understand it but I  knew it was a clue to finding this treasure.  

One of the guys from the group, a young chinese guy, came to try and read what it said.  He was taking too long and the concierge was coming back to look for the golden pendant.  We kept moving from place to place wherever there was light, trying to avoid the concierge long enough to read what it said, but he was coming too fast.  The chinese guy had a great idea – he heated the pendant with a candle and then pressed it hard against his skin so that its symbols were tattooed onto his arm. Brilliant!  Now he could spend all the time we liked translating it later.

Too heavy to fly!

I was walking to the airport with my wife.  I had bought a ticket for myself in advance however, for some reason, I had not booked a ticket for my wife.  I decided to try and book a ticket for her at the airport and she agreed.  We managed to buy the ticket.

It was a very small passenger plane.  Able to fit only 20 people!  There were two planes.  Roohi and I were on the second plane to depart.  As we watched the first plane take off, it got half way into the air and began to fall back down to the runway - backwards!   It was too heavy!  Then our plane took off and the same thing happened.

The organisers of the flight gathered the passengers around and announced that people had been exceeding the weight limit for their luggage.

I looked at Roohi who was nicely packed into her seat with her luggage.  She said its not her.  I handed my red bag of luggage to the flight organiser to check its weight - as i knew it was way under!  however, he said its o.k. without weighing it - trusting that I was underweight.

I decided to check inside my bag anyway, just in case my luggage had anything extra inside that was unneeded.  Upon looking inside i noticed that the bottom of the bag had a false base and underneath it was some of Roohi's clothes from a previous trip!  It had not been taken out!  Furthermore, I had some heavy ski boots inside my luggage.  I took them out along with the unneeded clothes.  My bag was much lighter and the plane could now take off - just about!

Jewels in Israel

I was standing in a jewish group that had gathered on the curb of a busy, new york like street.  I felt uncomfortable being in the gathering, slightly out of place, wondering why I was here in the first place.  I don't know how i knew it was jewish because no-one was wearing shawls or caps or had big beards.  Everyone was dressed casually in normal clothing, mixed gender group - in fact the leader of the group was a black woman.  There was scaffolding above and lots of ambient noises around so I couldn’t make out what was being talked about too clearly.   

Before i could leave, I found myself travelling with the group on a minibus to some religious camp or pilgrimage.  I wanted to get off, saying 'I didn't agree to come on this trip'!  I managed to get off but by now I was too far away from the city i started from.  I found myself stranded in a village in the middle of nowhere and immediately regretted my decision to get off.  I wanted to get back on the bus because I could at least find a mode of transport at the place of its destination.  I searched around for a way out of this isolated place and saw an old white haired, white jewish lady, wearing gardening wellies and holding hedge clippers.  I said to her "peace and greetings", but she just smirked and turned around to walk off.  I called to her, hoping to ask her for assistance, but she ignored me and continued walking.  

The bus came back, i thought to come and get me, but everyone got off as if this were the destination.  They all went into a hall and prepared to play some sports.  I remember seeing Dusan in the group and was slightly happy to see someone I knew.  I asked him if he brought his hockey stick, but he said he hadn't.  I loaned one from the nearby sports stall.

I decided not to go into the hall with the group and instead make my escape.  I found myself walking down a main street in Israel.  It was very bright and sunny and there were market-type stalls in the centre of the street.   I have never been to Israel before and it looked nothing like the pictures I have seen, but I just knew it was Israel the same way I knew that group i was with were Jewish. 

I walked past this rock that was floating in the air!  I inspected it and realised it could only float within the boundaries of these magnetic sensors.  

I walked on down the street.  i saw some nice rocks under an open marquee.  I looked closely and could see precious crystals.  I pulled one out of a crevice in the rock and it was crystal-clear, well cut and very beautiful - about 10cm in width.  I immediately thought to save it as Roohi would like this (she's a big fan of Swarovski). I saw some other rocks around which had colourful mineral type rocks on the surface.  I picked them up and could see they were not real minerals but clam like creatures with sharp teeth underneath, disguising as precious minerals.  I put them back down and continued walking down the street.

I remember someone chasing after me and finally closing in on me.  I was back in a minibus but it crashed and i was catapulted out the front window whilst holding onto a yellow inflatable bed.  I landed in the Sea by the right side of the street.  I had managed to escape from the person chasing me.  I slowly paddled my way back down along the street I had walked. 

I got out of the Sea and found myself wearing only a pair of boxer shorts!  I met a mother who kindly gave me some clothes to put on.  Around me were many young children at small tables in the street playing with electrically conducting clay.  It was edible, in fact, delicious to eat - which made it so desirable. 

The Falcon

There was a beautiful, tamed, white falcon with brown dots over its feathers.  It was standing or holding onto someones hands by the ground with its large, sharp talons and wore patches over its eyes.
 It had a small cut on the side of its head.  The wound looked very small with a tiny bit of blood but I remember someone putting their thumb over it to stop the bleeding and saying "if it doesn't stop bleeding it will die".

My wife, Roohi, walks forward past the falcon and then she begins to bleed quite a lot from the side of the mouth.  I said "well done Roohi"!  She then replied that she was bleeding three kinds of blood!!!

DREAM INTERPRETATION
After I woke up i explained the dream to Roohi to see if we could explain it.  We thought that the Falcon could represent the U.A.E. but the blood we were confused about since their were so many alternative explanations on the net.

I went back to sleep and almost immediately someone in my dream was discussing with me the possible interpretation of the blood in the dream.  They suggested it may mean my "source of livelihood".

With this interpretation it would seem that the UAE is currently providing our source of income, although it will not last for ever or even for that long (since it was going to die soon).  Then Roohi has three sources of income much more than the falcon.

My Daughter!

I remember being in someone's house; it was bright, cosy and had a small piano.  I remember someone telling me that they could look at a person's shoes that had been left by the door and identify how intelligent that person was by how their laces were.

I had some sort of illness in my dream - a terminal illness - and i was getting worse.

A man was advising me about my work, saying it may be better for me if i stop due to my sickness and then start again next year, hopefully when i've recovered...but maybe at a different campus.  He was also giving me directions since I was driving in my Blue Renault Megane.  My daughter was in the back (very young).

I turned right into a main road with oncoming traffic.  All the cars were driving toward me - i was driving down the road in the wrong direction!  Cars stopped and swerved out of the way to avoid hitting me.  I turned right into a dark road - and then got out of the car.  It was night

I see someone open my car whilst it was parked by the side.  They slid my car keys away across the road. I caught it immediately picking it up.

I then went to the side into the bushes by someones house.  I needed to go to the toilet badly.  I couldn't hold it.  Even though i couldn't find anywhere to go - i decided to go into the private garden by the side of the house, behind the bushes.  The side light came on and  i could see the owner of the house in the corner of my eye - they were putting the trash out.  I was too desperate to care if they saw me or not - i releived myself - although it wasn't relieving.

After i finish someone i know comes and finds me and asks to take my daughter to see grandma.

Dream Interpretation:

I feel like driving a big Car against a flow of oncoming traffic may symbolise my life's journey, going against the flow of society or what most people do.  I also feel that since other cars did not crash into me and actually stopped or swerved out of the way, i won't face too much of a major problem, although it may seem difficult at times.

I also feel that catching keys is a good thing - perhaps receiving wealth or a child.  My daughter also may be a literal prophecy (since I do not have any children).

Then urinating in someone's private garden is significant, as is the garbage being thrown out by the owner of the house - although i am still unsure as to what exactly!

red demon

I was walking past these large Buddhist statues.  Suddenly a red demon came out from the statue and came up to my face.  It had smooth red skin and small horns.  I wasn't scared but I said the following to the demon:  (I said it in Arabic - but I knew the meaning)

"laa ilaaha illallah" (theres no god except God) - and the demon repeated it after me!
"waHdahu laa sharika lah" (alone, no partners has He) - and the demon repeated it after me!
"lahu -l-Hamd wa lahu -l-Mulk" (to Him is the praise and to Him is the Kingdom) - and the demon repeated it after me!
"yuHeeyu wa yumeet" (He gives life and He brings death)

However, at this point, the demon did not repeat it word for word, exactly the same.  He changed the pronunciation slightly saying "you Hate wa you mate" (???) - the demon knew that I was not as confident on the pronunciation of this part as I was for the other!

I paused for a moment, considering what he said, doubting my pronunciation slightly.  I thought, maybe I am pronouncing it wrong and the demon is correct!?!

Then I shook my head, and trusted myself, thinking the demon is simply trying to trick me.

I then continued...

"wa huwa 3ala kulli shay'in qadeer" (and He is in control of everything) - and the demon no longer repeated - it simply went away

Dirty ATM machines

I was in a new town.  I had seen a hippie couple (man and woman) who were urinating on two atm machines, side by side.  They were standing up, in public, and simply urinating on the machines, especially where you enter the bank cards.  I felt disgusted and remember thinking to myself 'this must be why the atm machines are so dirty and full of germs'!

Strange Sand

I dreamt that I had created this strange kind of sand.  It had bits of normal sand, a lot of salt, some red sand which i felt was nitrogen and bits of green cabbage leaves mixed in.  I poured some of the mixture down the sink and only the green cabbage leaves were left clogging the drain.

I then dreamt that a plant could grow inside this sand mixture due to the retention of water in the sand.  I planted it in the desert to test out how well it worked.  I was then probing the sand with a long, thin pipe to see how deep down the water level was.

The probe turned into a dog (labrador i think) digging in the desert sand to search for water.