I was in a house with a bunch of people I knew. It seemed like a party, and I saw a girl whom I've loved for a long time in the hallway. She was dressed as nicely as she always does and I followed her for a while. She's the one I've lucked out on because she happens to have a boyfriend, but I still like her a lot; I can't help it. We talked for a while, and she seemed to pick up what I was putting down, so I thought maybe there is a chance that we will go out at some point; who knows? She didn't seemed threatened by my nearly nakedness [I'm in a pair of gray briefs for the entire dream], and I wasn't afraid or ashamed either. Being only in my briefs is a recurring theme in a lot of my dreams; I'll get to that later.
The party continues and one girl in particular who I have an indifferent relationship with has a white marker board sign up that says "Slumber Party" with all the drawn in confetti and stars to make it exciting. She says "Hey Orin, would you like to come to the slumber party my friend is throwing?" and I'm really touched emotionally because sometimes I think this girl doesn't like me at all. I say "of course," and she and her friends celebrate.
Now I'm super happy, but a friend from work tells me she's tired and needs to go to the slumber party so she can sleep. She latches onto me like a baby monkey clings under its mother, and I carry her outside to a park area where we throw down a blanket and lay down and rest. Another girl is on the blanket, and I have suspected her of liking me in the past. I don't like her in any type of romantic way, but she kisses me on the cheek and it's nice, and it relaxes me.
Moments later I'm walking on the grass with the girl who invited me to the party and her friend. We're in our underwear, and we see this futuristic-looking room that seems to be made out of holographic LCD screens? That's the best way I have to describe it at least. We go in and it's packed with men placing bets on sporting events and trading stocks. We realize we're in the wrong place, but a guy tells us we can't leave until the timer runs out. So we lay on the grass and the girls rest their heads on my shoulders and we doze off. I am starting to realize this is a dream now. I'm realizing that this girl would probably never cuddle with me in real life because of past drama, but I'm happy so it's "whatever". I think the dream became somewhat latent at that point, but I didn't really do anything that was too amazing from then on.
Finally, I went to the park and a van pulls up and a bunch of Samoan rugby players get out and start throwing tons of Frisbees around. They aren't organized or anything, and are just picking up frisbees and throwing them as far as they can. I yell out that we should play a game of Ultimate and they just start throwing the frisbees at me as I run away gleefully laughing my head off... and then I think I woke up.
I won't get too deep on the interpretation here but there are some basics that I picked up. Me being in my underwear and not being ashamed means that I can be comfortable and confident in who I am. When I'm with other people in their underwear that means that I feel that they too are comfortable expressing and being themselves around me. Some people will be more into what they are doing and not accept my nakedness and therefore throw stuff at me, but I'll still be happy as long as I keep true to myself.
I felt really good and inspired yesterday because of this dream and I think I'm going to make some significant changes. I have ideas on marketing myself and finally getting some of my work out and published. I really think I'm not living up to my potential. I've had dreams that have told me what I need to do, I really just need to act on them. My inspiration has come recently because I've listened to The Alchemist audiobook like three times in the past few weeks! I really believe a lot of what it says. The World is kind to those who pursue their dreams. If I don't pursue my dreams, if I revert back to my plateau of stagnation and monotony I will end up being a very miserable creature.
I went to the Pablo Picasso exhibit recently and a lady began to talk to me. She first started the conversation by stating that "[Picasso's work] was very phallic". It was awkward at first when we talked about Freud and all the sexual symbolism, but she's an art professor out of New York it so happens ,and she asks me what I do? I tell her I do portraits and I write, but I'm studying nursing. She seems interested in it all but tells me to focus and do only what you really want to do and follow your dreams because there are too many people who just give up and become a franchise just like every other fast food chain out there... those our my own words, but I'm paraphrasing what she said to me! I really need to believe this and have faith! I think I have something special to offer and there are many people who believe in me. People like her and others have been placed in my life to help me realize my dreams. I just need to listen, accept, and act. I'll be rewarded for my sacrifices.
I leave you with a video that inspired me too: I think it's true.
