This must be one of the strangest dreams I’ve ever had in my life…
Word had come out that The Simpsons cartoon was to be cancelled. The reason this was significant is that apparently MY LIFE was being created simultaneously by Matt Groening, creator of The Simpsons – who, in the dream, was played by Dan Castellaneta – who, in reality, is the voice of Homer Simpson and several other Simpsons characters. However, in the dream, Dan Castellaneta shifted from his true image to that of Christopher Lloyd, and in the end, took the shape of Elton John. By cancelling The Simpsons, my life was also being cancelled.
It was all a mystery at first. Strange things started happening and we couldn’t figure out why. We’d go out in the garage one day and it’d look like a different garage, or there’d be things in it that didn’t belong there. Or, we’d step into a spot on the floor of the house only to “slip into the hole” because the INK for that “drawing” hadn’t dried yet. Slowly but surely, it was T who figured out that my life was being sketched out as a cartoon by the same guy sketching out The Simpsons. My job, then, was to seek out Matt Groening and convince him that he couldn’t stop “creating” my life. That’s when things really got weird.
He began taunting me by threatening to “erase” certain “characters” from my life, or forcing me to choose between them. Machinery started acting odd… and by odd, I mean things like the tiller chasing me around the yard while a voice cackled and said, “How do you want to die?”
The only sense of calm in the dream came in the form of a cat. She was silver – not quite an adult, but not a kitten. She laid on her back and wrapped her paws around my arm to encourage me to pet her. I wanted to keep her, but I knew better – so I started sleeping out on the porch hoping she’d choose to sleep with me. She felt like a guardian.
I remember two women in the dream… one was A whose cards I read the other day, the other was TL, the other woman whose cards I read the same day. Funnily enough, they were sitting at a table together playing cards. I remember telling them, excitedly, that I was off to find Matt Groening and convince him not to cancel the Simpsons because that’s why everything in my own life was going wrong. I remember them both laughing…. not that my life turned out to be a cartoon, but because they didn’t believe I’d be able to keep The Simpsons on the air.
Just as I’d convinced Matt Groening – who looked like Dan Castellaneta, Christopher Lloyd, and Elton John, that I was worth saving, he looked at me and said, “Okay… one more season. Let’s see what you can do with it.”
Then I woke up.
It was 4:30. I’d been asleep for 3 1/2 hours! What a nap!
I’m sure some of it had to do with the fact that I was sleeping in a strange bed in a strange room in my own house… all provided by T, who is a major ever-lovin’ fan of the Simpsons… and I’m sure some if it had to do with this morning’s posts and influences… but what a strange way to “adjust” to my current circumstance!
I need coffee.
(DOH!)
W
Well, I’ve found that Sun in ANY water sign (not just Pisces) can bring interesting dreams. You’re not alone. I dreamed I was “playing” (current age) in a huge sandpile created by my grandfather for me many years ago. He went to quite a bit of trouble to make it, but I didn’t leave near and only played in it a few times, (20 to 30 max). I’m sure that must have been a disappointment to him.
Regardless, I was there with a number of relatives from that branch of the family, living and no longer living. (He was not there, however.) I think the message was that time is short, and maybe we should all get together and play more often.
Utterly brilliant! What a dreamscape! Im a true believer that in the dream it makes sense, and our waking mind rearranges it so that it makes sense…But once we’re awake it doesnt.
The dream actually makes quite a bit of sense to me. It has a lot to do with the personal reflections I’ve been having lately about the direction and purpose of my own life. At the same time, it has a whole lot to do with T and how I feel about him. The Simpsons is a direct connection to him, as is the Elton John reference, of which he reminded me this evening when I told him about the dream. Furthermore, it was his brother-in-law who stated, in reference to my relationship with T, “for everything there is a reason, a season, and a lifetime.” I think that is what came out in my being given “one more season” at the end of the dream.
The cat being a guide was accurate… cats in dreams are incredibly significant as they can traverse the realms and cross the veils at will. I don’t have my dream book next to me at this moment, but I do believe cats are symbolic of the Goddess. I’ll have to look that bit up tomorrow when my books are closer.
I don’t doubt that the sun being in a water sign was a trigger, but in reading my own recent posts, thoughts, expressions, as well as the tarot and correspondences, the dream was a bit on the odd side, yes – but it spoke a language I actually understand.
Thanks for the comments!
W
P.S. – T returned this evening and hung a dream-catcher over my bed, as well as smudging my room. I’m not sure if it was the three and a half hour nap from earlier, the fact that it’s my first night in my own room, the stress of all the transformations I’ve been going through, or what… but I’ve been laying in bed for the past hour and a half, unable to fall asleep, so I got up and came here. I wonder if or what I’ll dream when I fall asleep tonight. *smirks*