<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005351229682658162</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:03:42.764-08:00</updated><category term='dream about loki'/><category term='loki dream'/><category term='the trickster'/><category term='dream'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='wedding dream'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='saddam hussein dream'/><title type='text'>Nocturnal Emissions</title><subtitle type='html'>Using the Collective Unconscious to Unravel Curious Dreams</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Amazing Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005351229682658162.post-6119552157275151260</id><published>2009-02-17T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:17:53.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>The Wedding Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/SZsa8EeWsNI/AAAAAAAAALI/XAL-_B7G1Ao/s1600-h/wedding+steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/SZsa8EeWsNI/AAAAAAAAALI/XAL-_B7G1Ao/s320/wedding+steps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303862605454422226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that at the very last minute, my finace decided to change our wedding plans and make it "more formal." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We originally planned to have no bridesmaids or groomsmen, but he added several of each.  I did not know until they were walking down the isle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, he made them walk down the isle to the theme of Sanford and Son.  The walking was even choreographed with the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up when the wedding was over.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/fe6008f1-a8d0-4259-900c-deed72b02592/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=fe6008f1-a8d0-4259-900c-deed72b02592" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005351229682658162-6119552157275151260?l=nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6119552157275151260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005351229682658162&amp;postID=6119552157275151260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default/6119552157275151260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default/6119552157275151260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-dream.html' title='The Wedding Dream'/><author><name>The Amazing Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/SZsa8EeWsNI/AAAAAAAAALI/XAL-_B7G1Ao/s72-c/wedding+steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005351229682658162.post-482174444181784882</id><published>2008-12-01T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:20:21.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saddam hussein dream'/><title type='text'>The Saddam Hussein Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/STR0jyg-StI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iNm94Z7oSyE/s1600-h/saddam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/STR0jyg-StI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iNm94Z7oSyE/s320/saddam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274969221762009810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Submitted by: anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that I was at a social gathering and Saddam Hussein was there.  I met him and talked to him.  I knew he was an evil man, but I liked him.  He was kind of like a big teddy bear and I remember hugging him a lot in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All through the dream, I was trying to get my picture taken with him, but things kept happening to prevent it and it became frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone let us get ahead in line to take a photo.  So we took the photo and then go on the bus to leave.  That's when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to submit your dream for interpretation on this site email us at: asktheoracles@gmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005351229682658162-482174444181784882?l=nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/feeds/482174444181784882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005351229682658162&amp;postID=482174444181784882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default/482174444181784882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default/482174444181784882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/2008/12/saddam-hussein-dream.html' title='The Saddam Hussein Dream'/><author><name>The Amazing Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/STR0jyg-StI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iNm94Z7oSyE/s72-c/saddam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005351229682658162.post-6729901783941357802</id><published>2008-11-23T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:19:46.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the trickster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loki dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream about loki'/><title type='text'>The Loki Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/SSn3RtkQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I8MVbxKx7i0/s1600-h/loki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/SSn3RtkQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I8MVbxKx7i0/s320/loki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272016722475414914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;submitted by Jaret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I worked a corporate job, as an assistant to the owner of this big company. We never saw my boss in person, but he ran the whole show, and I was his number one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new guy started working with us; he was a young guy, and a mover and a shaker....he worked his way up in the company &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; quickly. The girls in the office loved this guy, they talked about him all the time. They always referred to him as "the storm bringer" or "the trickster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the new guy works his way up so far that he gets promoted to my boss' job. I get nervous, fearing for my job, until the new guy comes to me and asks that i stay on and assist him instead (i remember hearing the phrases "the balance of power has shifted" and "new order" several times throughout the dream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i agreed. He invites me to coffee after work so we can get started on a project he wants to engage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;        After work, i meet my new boss for coffee. on the way there, I can't help but ponder over the names the girls at work called him. They are traditional names for Loki, the &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227486952_0"&gt;norse god of chaos&lt;/span&gt;. I can't get it out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit down with my employer and we begin to talk. I tell him about the names people have called him, and he starts to change before my eyes:  a mound of earth, grass and trees sprout beneath his chair and rises to seat him. he grows older, taller and broader. His smoothe face sprouts and beard that greys and ages with him. His clothes become that of a traditional viking chieftain. and i realize he IS the god Loki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this epiphany, i began to thank him fro always turning the tables on the establishment, for being the underdog's savior. As I talk, i began sobbing heavily, but in a good way. A good cry. I feel like i'm confessing all my sins to god and he's looking at me without judgement, with nothing but love. he puts his hand on me and tells me that i have been the god Loki all my life. And i didn't know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to submit your dream for interpretation on this site email us at: asktheoracles@gmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005351229682658162-6729901783941357802?l=nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6729901783941357802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005351229682658162&amp;postID=6729901783941357802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default/6729901783941357802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005351229682658162/posts/default/6729901783941357802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnaldelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/loki-dream.html' title='The Loki Dream'/><author><name>The Amazing Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgYPUDhJUMY/SSn3RtkQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I8MVbxKx7i0/s72-c/loki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
