Dream and "Dear John"

I've still been dreaming a ton lately, but just mostly not remembering them. And I had one the other night that was too bizarre to recount. I don't think putting it in writing would help anyone to follow along.

Last night, I know the dreams were longer but there were only a few bits of three dreams I can recall even slightly.

In one dream I was swimming through ice...water AND solid ice...but I could swim through it.

Swim = learning emotional lessons; how to maintain and understand self in the emotional waters of life. Staying on top of emotions [only I was clearly swimming UNDER water...so is that a problem?]

Ice = frozen emotions and feelings, insensitivity; blocked from giving and receiving. You are on hold, immobilized, not growing. [I guess that answers my question above, doesn't it] [It sort of makes sense, since I mentioned having had two major triggers of old wounds last week, it did freeze me up and shut me down and I have not yet returned totally to normal...and have certainly not yet figured out how best to heal them].

In an other, I was receiving or seeking a flash drive full of needed information. Well THAT doesn't take rocket science...it's all about learning and being downloaded with more information from other levels and dimensions.

In the final dream, I dreamed I was eating vanilla yogurt, with granola and wheat germ in it. I have the first two items on hand, but not the third. Do you think my body is telling me it needs Wheat Germ? I guess I'll buy some just in case.


DEAR JOHN We went to see the chick flick Dear John. It wasn't a complex story, and I had not read the book so had no preconceived expectation of how it SHOULD be (unlike Lovely Bones), so it fit the bill for romantic chick flick. Nice looking people. Sweet story. Nobody gets blown up, no flashing action sequences. People are kind and loving to each other. There are some days when a simple story of love is plenty. Sometimes you just want to be carried away on something pleasant for a while. Like the old days of Hollywood when films were made to take you away from the unpleasantness of war and other things of the day, to let you dream of a different life...not solve problems, view murders and watch battles with flashing lights. So yeah. I dug it. And maybe it took Avitar's number one position for the same reason I liked it. Simplicity, and kindness. I'm sure as Simon Cowell would say it is "utterly forgettable", but I still enjoyed it.