I had another dream about elfpath, but they seemed to not appear so much in the dream as before, and it was quite long compared to before and more nightmarish. Anyhow, for some odd reason I was at my current community college, but it was much different even though I recognize some of the people. I was also staying in one of their single dorms even though there were two beds, one was shifted off to the side and the other across the door where I sleep. Anyhow, throughout the dream I felt a lot of fear as if I kept trying to run away from every little thing. Also at one point in my dream, I remember washing my military clothes on a washer totally different from my floor. I was way down at the bottom, and to be honest I don't entirely remember how I got there, but I saw some people I recognized, but the head of the floor told me "I couldn't use that washer, what I was doing here, you need to leave" and my friends responded with, "maybe she's lost" Unfortunately, I was chased out of there, so I then remembered going up stairs and I remember seeing the number 7 on top of an elevator or something. Anyways, I got to my room and I put my clothes back in the basket and went to my desktop which was white. I opened up Skype trying to communicate with Elf Path's Teahouse, but I couldn't say anything. It seemed like it took forever to load, and then when it was done all kinds of messages came through and I saw everyone's Skype names. I scrolled down like I was reading it, but then the scene shifted off to something else. I think once in awhile I would go to these events, which looked like a carnival. I was walking around and it seemed that all I did was walk around. I also kept glancing at my phone which had the Skype chat on there with the Teahouse. I think my mind was thinking Skype or my blackberry is broken, but I'm not sure, I just kept looking at it. Anyhow, I kept running into this girl who keeps asking me for, The Secret. Most of the time I was like, Huh? I don't know what you mean. Then at one point, I ran into a booth that had the girl and her mother, the mother gave me their mailing information for a copy of that Secret. I quickly grabbed it and ran off, I felt really confused and fearful. I also ran into an old teacher I had for like ever, and some old classmates throughout grade school. The teacher seemed to be talking to everyone at once and I'm not sure the others were doing, but they were either dancing or lined up moving in and out. I was going to say hi to the teacher, but I ran off then too once I bumped into my classmates.

There was more to the dream as I said it was long, but that's the majority of it. I also remember seeing myself in my normal room sleeping off and on, while feeling a lot of fear and thinking "this isn't right, why am I still there at that school? I should be done with it by now." Everything just feels so wrong. I also remember that I feared living there by myself, and I feared being alone, which in turn made me feel regret transferring thinking that I really will be alone, but I don't want to stay I want to go there. I remember that in the dream trying to gain the courage to ask to leave, and go home, but I couldn't. I also felt isolated from Elf path as it seemed that communicating with them failed each time, like I just couldn't say anything to anyone. I think I managed to say something once, but then it flipped out again. The dream was really vivid, and I gained a slight headache from it, and it took me awhile to focus on reality cause sometimes after I have these dreams I would think they actually happened, but then go "oh it's just a dream" *either go back to sleep or wake up and meander around the house*

Last night I had a dream about Angel, Rohaa and me. I was in a public transport place, a trainstation I think. I had just missed a train I think, and thought I could still make the other one. I was walking down the stairs when Angel saw me and called my name. He was wearing a white shirt and capri trousers (those that leave your calfs bare) and flipflops. 'You're going that way too right? Ah, we can travel together.' So ok, we descended the stairs into the hall and Angel hurried to the ticket machine at the other end. I still had my student public transport card so I didn't need a ticket. There were some people doing stuff over there, with someone laying on the ground, who was ill/dying/dead (something like that). He came back and when we wanted to go to the boarding platform the security/police called 'Hey! Stop right there you!' All of a sudden there was one security and two policemen staring policemany puffed up at us (y'know, fake dominance). They told us/him to come forward I was completely confused of what was going on and we both walked forward. Angel stayed calm and just cooperated, we both knew fully well he hadn't done anything wrong. I was upset, what the hell was going on?The security guard said/gisted 'Not you little lady, only him. *patpat you're okay*'. They placed charges on him for hurting/killing the guy near the ticket machine (the one on the floor), scenery turn and there were big steel doors open towards a jail and they took him through. Now I was really getting worried. Angel tried to reassure me that is was ok, and said 'hey, it'll be a new experience'. Next thing they slammed the doors shut and I stood there in the middle of the hall. I felt Angels mind still calming me down, but my first thought was 'I have to tell Rohaa.' and I started walking hurriedly to the exit (sun shone through there). I had to pass the ticket machine with the 'scene of the crime' and I thought hell no! I can help too, I'm going to find out what happened! So I went over there and compassionately asked the 'crew' there whether they were almost finished up. They said yeah, they had taken the flesh? off and were almost done. When the 'dead man now skeleton' spoke to me. Lifted his head even. Which is when I found out what Angel had found out too (he didn't do much, he immediately sensed it was bullshit they were pulling off there). There was a mastermind guy behind the wall in the other room that spoke as the skeletons voice and the girl and the two guys moved the skeleton for him and worked the 'stage'. They framed Angel because he had found out what they were doing and they couldn't have that. I got angry because they did that to my friend, and promised that if I would get you, you would be sorry, there would be hell to pay! The mastermind guy wasn't concerned at the least, I was only small fry and harmless. I then left and started to search for the room and an entrance in it with much fire so I could kick the guys ass and turn him over. I went to the trainstation police, pointed exactly at the room he was in on a blueprint they showed me (they believed me and were hunting the guy too it seemed) and I went outside, where on an energetic walk/halfrun through the surroundings I picked up two friends, one random bystander (professional journalist/photographer) whom I told the story and he wanted to help, and a girl I knew from Elfpath (blue dress with fine flowerprint, dark hair to the neck and loose, glasses, white socks showing over her anklehigh oldfashioned shoes, greyish vest). I had seen the type of window that led to the room and was looking for it, then all three of us ended up through some bushes on a piece of road sloping down (like an access ramp to the highway/freeway) and we turned left to the buildings around to search for a way in, to unmask that gang. It was really nice and sunny outside. Then I woke up.

Some short ELfpath dream happened also to me.

I was riding very fast on speed-boat somewhere on Mediterranean Sea. When I passed with big speed near to some other boat somebody on it get scared and very nasty accident happened. Two people were send to hospital. They appeared to be Magda's grandma and uncle (or grandpa and aunt). I felt that I should help them because I take part in that. In that dream I could help with water like waterbenders in Avatar: the last airbender (movie is coming out this summer ) so I called Magda through Skype and ask in which hospital are her relatives because I want to help. She had very shaking voice with strong Romanian accent.
I went to the hospital, but I meet some young relative of Magda sister or cousin. she told me that she know what I want to do and she can't let me in. She didn't wanted allow me to see Magda too. I didn't know what to do so I woke up XD

Last night I dreamed about having to rush through an unfamiliar airport with my classmates, forgetting to check in my knitting and having to leave it behind (to get it back I had to bid on it on a weird Ebay site), running around to try and find a bathroom, not finding it, running back, not finding the gate which earlier on was there and surrounded by classmates, and talking to a weird hot dog stand guy in the middle of the airstrips which had turned into a parking lot for buses and cars to ask where our plane might be, which was gone. Rohaa popped in my dream as I was near the gate, dragging along a giant red square bag on wheels and a backpack (she forgot to check in her luggage). She was the one who first asked the hot dog boy in English where the plane was. He didn't understand, Only in English or German please. (apparently we were flying home from Milan/Italy), she tried to ask the other guy there and the boy turned to me with Dutch words. 'Ooh plane! It's gone' we pretty much figured that out too. We both walked back to the terminal, where Rohaa (oddly enough) collapsed on the ground in tears with my friend who I've already forgotten who it was, saying that everything was spinning and she needed to get to a comp (to tell Angel she missed the flight). I looked around and hoped others of our group had missed it too, which was so. My classmates who had also missed the plane consisted of some kids I know from my diving club, two teachers, real classmates, and other people of which I had a familiar feel but actually didn't know. For a missed flight we were all pretty devastated because we felt we missed our plane home. We were all quite unhappy, until the guy at the gate said 'guys, this still IS gate 1 you know...' so one of my group asked him whether they had a house or a place to stay for abandoned ones, or those who missed their plane. And so we all left the terminal (Rohaa was still in tears and also had to drag all her heavy luggage around too), went down a concrete graywhite stairwell to find this stay place, and I woke up.

Somewhere along the line I lost over half of my original classmates, had repeated calls on my phone which wouldn't stop, which appeared to be my dad, who then materialized into the full bathroom I was in then. He thought he did me a favour by, as a guy who waves his family/friend goodbye to sneak my knitting in so I could pass security and still knit and not be bored. But I talked hurriedly to him, dad I have to run or I'll miss the plane! You know we're flying back now! 'Oh, is that today already (as if it was way too soon)?' I answered yes a little confused, but then hurried along. When he materialized with fine nr. 2 needle knitting (khaki green cotton), I told him 'dad, that's sweet, but you know they won't let me through security with those things, keep em with you!' somewhere a needle nr. 8 in my mind, nr. 5 or so visually WIP appeared in my hands (yellow yarn polymer/acrylic stuff O.o) and I somehow thought that would be allowed, which apparently it wasn't. Through all the chaos my hand luggage joined my checked in stuff so I had totally nothing on me on route to the plane, not even my wallet. This then later on reappeared in my hands just after we missed the flight. When walking back from the airstrip/parking lot, a more confident/grownup part of me was already thinking 'Ok, so now I need to buy a new ticket home/or get this ticket rewritten to another flight' but it felt unsecure and childish/not knowing what to do and not being able to take care of myself (an issue I have).

Also before that, in my dream Rohaa calling me on the phone about something and then 2 seconds later (even though she was miles away) walking through my door with her new puppy pug (which was more black or totally black and a bit of a weird behaving puppy) on a leash. I was waking up from a bad nights sleep or something, and I remember my room being very light/white, when then dimmed a bit as I woke up more, but still a bit brighter/whiter than a summers day.

Meaning: Something with 2012 maybe? souls being given the choice to go home but then miss that opportunity and having to stay on earth? Something with people/souls I consider family? Just remind me that if I travel abroad again next time, I take a boat instead of a plane...

EDIT: hit it again the night after. We were in my home village, and the class would be traveling to a far location (again) with a few parents/guardians to keep an eye on us. We arranged we would all go in cars, and our car was one of them. My dad would drive, but he couldn't, so the responsibility fell to my mom, who wasn't at the pickup site. The rest had already left while I was trying to explain to my passengers (Mari, her German speaking mom and a german speaking kid of that mom) my mom was the one was supposed to be driving, and we should go to her first so she could drive. So I got behind the wheel of our car (Nissan Primera, the one I first drove in after getting my license, it's gone now), but I hadn't driven in soo long, I was struggling and messing up badly. Very OP. My passenger sat very close to my seat, at one point even putting their arms around me as a cosy gesture. After a roundabout 3/4 turn that went wrong (over a grassy raised area in the middle of the road while another car passed us on the road) I said ENOUGH. Though I was afraid of the opinions of my passengers I said 'right, this can't go on like this, I just need to gcb right now, ok?' and while the three others went a bit O.o I started grounding. I was almost done when a cop came to my window and asked what this was all about. I tried to explain the whole story in English (even though he was Dutch, it was so everybody in the car could understand), some weird stuff happened with the cop taking a ride along with me until I stopped again. And he went to sit in the back seat and fined me for stopping 'red under red' : stopping at the side of the road (red brakelights) after I'd passed a traffic light that now stood on red/ or just stopping at the side of the road. Some more weird stuff happened, something with how high the fine would be, him smiling when I told him of Elfpath as he had fined another person from Elfpath doing the same thing I had done, Mari saying she could drive to her mom/dad so they could drive, and her all of a sudden hanging out the driver window to watch the solstice (it was night all of a sudden instead of day), I craned my neck out the sideseat window but couldn't see a thing. Then I woke up.

Same theme-ish (travelling to a faroff place), me in the drivers seat messing up means I'm the driver of my life and I am messing up on it, me stopping and gcb: want to get control (Driving skills back), why I get fined for doing this I don't know. I did the wrong way or outside forces/society doesn't want me to get control back (they wanted me to park on a parking space I think, although I think they weren't too happy with that either), the day/night/solstice thing I don't know. It seemed something with the sun and moon doing something (one in front of the other?) at the horizon. I guess the Nissan Primera was there for familiarity, since it was the first car I've driven in since I got my license. It's pretty important to me. Also, it's big, so it could easily fit those three passengers, me and the driver.

Last night, I had this really interesting dream:

"Elfpath was having a gathering with various people at Rohaa’s house. Before the event, there was a forum posting where Ro posted pictures before hand to show what she looked like (photos ranged from her being silly in pictures from some costume party [I want to say she was in a dinosaur costume making a ‘rawwwwwr!’ face], to a normal portrait shot of her smiling straight into the camera; it was beautiful, and she definitely had a real presence in that shot). She looked different than she actually is (I’ve video chatted with her before, so I know what she looks like); she looked like a slightly older woman, perhaps mid-50’s with brown hair graying slightly in a pixie haircut - but I just *knew* she was still Ro. There was a sense of familiarity about her (probably representative of her being in my ‘soul pack’/’circle of existence’. Perhaps this different physical representation of her was me knowing her from a past life?). When I got to the house, I walked around and talked with her and a lot of the other people. Specifically, I remember hanging out with Epic, and also going over to talk with Angel. I was figuring that Angel would be in a lot of pain, having so many people in the house, but he seemed to be in a really awesome mood. I started waltzing with Rohaa at one point. At that point, I asked her how old her physical body was at this point in time. She said 16. I thought she misheard and was telling me how old her energetic self was, and I repeated my question - she replied with the same answer. Given that she looked like she was in her mid-40’s or so, I was slightly confused. Angel got up from his chair and started attempting to waltz as well. He was sort of clumsy at it (I can't remember if he was slightly tipsy?), but he didn’t seem to care about looking graceful. He just wanted to have a good time. I showed him some more of the footwork/technique for the waltz basic step. The house itself was fairly spacious, and I think the kitchen area had a huge vaulted ceiling, with windows all around it, and the view was from the top of a giant grassy hill looking down into a city near an ocean(?)."

This morning I had a dream about Angel and Rohaa. I was at their house I think. Rohaa was typing on her desktop that looked kinda ancient (y'know the ugly tanned ones before the fancy black ones came out), and Angel was sleeping in the bed behind her. He just seemed seriously ill and in a lot of pain. Rohaa got up from the desktop and I went got on it. I felt that I needed to edit something on her blog where she seemed to have purposefully typed in "text talk". This gave me the impression that Rohaa wants us to work harder even if it seems very unnecessary to us. Then I heard Angel ask me if I was checking my X mail, which made me go, "Huh?" I then took notice of a capital X at the end of Rohaa's post when I was editing it. Angel sat up and for some reason we started talking excitedly about World of Warcraft. He was like, "The horde side is so beautiful compared to the Alliance." and then I said something like, "Oh yeah, the alliance side is pretty ugly, and harder to level too." We were kinda laughing at this point and he said, "Yeah they pretty much rushed the design for the alliance's side so it's pretty choppy." At this point I was thinking about how my blood elf hunter is actually the prettiest out of all the characters I play on World of Warcraft. The conversation felt like it lasted for awhile then my cell phone ring and I woke up.

The dream did seem very vivid and realistic too. Rohaa was wearing a ponytail and had a white t-shirt and black pants on. Angel also had a white t-shirt I think, and his hair was almost black in a flat top kind of style that points forward. Oddly, I don't remember what I was wearing. The X mail thing feels like some kind of mail service between Elfpathers, and we're the only ones who can get them, while the people outside of Elfpath doesn't know anything about it.

I had another elfpath dream again (04-09-10 early morning/afternoon), but this time I could barely remember it. I did at first, for a good short moment, but then I just nearly completely forgot about it. Then I forgot about it the rest of the day until now. ^^;;

In the dream, I remember being on a computer with Jacob and Epic. The three of us were sitting on the floor, and I had a keyboard on my lap with the monitor in front of me on the floor. The computer was pretty big compared to what we normally would have. They were pointing something out on the screen, but I don't remember if I understood what we were talking about. It seems like we were researching something or typing up something.

I feel like I been having a lot of little Elfpath dreams, but some I vaguely remember which is not enough to post. The most recent one I can somewhat remember is this, which was sometime this morning:

I was on skype talking in the Tree House, and I started talking about one of my issues(I think?). Epic then said that didn't sound right or that's not right, and that made me go oh what? I realized I typed in something wrong, or something I felt was wrong. I then found myself debating whether I should edit it or not, and then coming up with ways to figure out how to edit my post. I don't think I was able to edit successfully. I was too scared to do so and just felt really unsure of myself. Helpless. I don't remember anything after that.

wow. i actually remember a dream. of two/three days ago o: wow

anyway, heres the thing:
So we were with a group of people. IKAS and Angel iirc. Other groups must have likely been in other sections. We were looking around in an old, but very operational and intact mayan temple section, with an artificial river thingy running through.
We were dressed in special ops outfits and i recall using a specialised SCANning device on my goggles, much like the visor used in Metroid Prime 2, should anyone be familiar with it.
We were looking around for an exit, or a way in. Sometimes a few were pointing at things, poking, and discussing. I was able to scan a few stuff, but they didnt give me anything essential. I had to rely on my own intuition, not machinery, to find something. We solved this small puzzle with pressure locks to make the room change. Stairs popped up, paths got safety rails, the canal stopped flowing and a door opened up

sadly enough i have no clue whatsoever of whats behind it xD

i had a couple of weird dreams the other night. i dont remember all of each dream-- just a scene or two of each.
the first one involved my oldest son, james. it was like that scene in the movie boondock saints 2, where the 2 guys father and the short hispanic-looking guy were having the mexican stand-off, guns to each others head. the guy whos back was to me seemed to look like the guys' father in the movie---but the guy facing me was my son james. then the one guy shot my son james in the forehead. mercifully, my brain blocked out what that may have actually looked like; it was a blur. but just as the one guy had pulled the trigger on james, my husband materialized behind him, and shot that guy in the back of the head, and killed him. i knew jamie was dead, tho, and i was crying, jamie, jamie , oh jamie. i woke up a little bit then, realized it was a dream, and went right back to sleep.
the second dream was probably very shortly after that one. i was in a kitchen, which looked similar to my own, with the counters and dining table in kind of the same areas. i was communicating with a man--no words were being spoken, he was using telepathy. i had thought the man was epic, but he kept (gently) correcting me that, no he was not epic, he was angel. my mind didnt want to accept that angel would actually *want* to communicate with me (me? not worthy !) and at some point he just wrapped his arms around me in a warm, loving, protective embrace--absolutely nothing sexual, in case you're wondering, just pure, sweet, unconditional love. he even gave my husband, who had materialized in a chair at the table, the same kind of loving hug, and my husband wasnt resisting at all. i wish i could remember what else angel told me. :/
the weird thing about that dream is it almost exactly what had happened a couple weeks before-- i had finished doing sweet, and was sort of half asleep, and i got this crazy idea i would scan angel. so, still kind of mostly in alpha, i scanned--and felt something like a warm blanket wrap around me-- and freaked out, because, i was sure it was something else, and not angel--since im *not worthy* -- when i spoke to rohaa about it, she assured me, from my description, that the warm blanket presence was likely really angel. and i am sure that was him in my dream, as well.