Dream I Had at 3AM This Morning
Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 4:15 pm
Hello, I had a dream about 3AM this morning that I wrote down and could use a little help on.
I was playing for an NFL team, and the pre-game ceremonies were going on,
the cameras on the TV networks were getting focused and positioned, and I was aware of a conflict between the NFL network and
the Fox or CBS station that was broadcasting. Both teams were on the rafters of the stadium we were playing in. I asked the question,
"What are we doing up here?" I was told, yet not by voice, that we
were going to parachute down on the field. The rafters looked like
this, except we were about 4 times as high up, and we were on the rafters going the length of the field, our team on the right hand
side, the other team on the left hand side of this photo:
Now the interesting thing is that I knew we were playing in Mile High Stadium
in Denver, which does not have an enclosed stadium, but rather looks
like this:
The other team jumped first, and it was graceful and flawless. Then it was
our turn. I was 2nd in line, and the man in from of me was having difficulty
with a tangled chute, but eventually we got him off, then
I began to follow. My chute was also tangled, but I got off the rafter
and began my descent. My chute was horribly tangled, and as I was
falling, I was trying to unravel it. I had this thought that this was
far to high to jump and not get really, really hurt if I did not get this
chute unravelled. I continued to attempt to untangle the chute. I
began to get a handle on it, but it was still below me, and a bit
tangled. I continued to work on it and finally, a few feet above the ground,
got it untangled and in the proper position, it worked and I had a nice, smooth
landing. Right behind me came my boys. They were not on the team, and for
a moment, I had the feeling of being in a church. Then they left,
and I was going to my safety position on the defensive side of the
ball. As I went to the free safety position, where I usually played, I saw the
other safety had taken that spot, and I shrugged my shoulders and
went to the strong side of the field
and said, "I guess I'm playing here."
What was interesting was that there was no kickoff, we just landed
and the other team had the ball. The other thing that was interesting
was that we were playing the Minnesota Vikings. I never did see what
team I was playing for, the uniforms were hidden from me.
Any insights?
jeff
I was playing for an NFL team, and the pre-game ceremonies were going on,
the cameras on the TV networks were getting focused and positioned, and I was aware of a conflict between the NFL network and
the Fox or CBS station that was broadcasting. Both teams were on the rafters of the stadium we were playing in. I asked the question,
"What are we doing up here?" I was told, yet not by voice, that we
were going to parachute down on the field. The rafters looked like
this, except we were about 4 times as high up, and we were on the rafters going the length of the field, our team on the right hand
side, the other team on the left hand side of this photo:
Now the interesting thing is that I knew we were playing in Mile High Stadium
in Denver, which does not have an enclosed stadium, but rather looks
like this:
The other team jumped first, and it was graceful and flawless. Then it was
our turn. I was 2nd in line, and the man in from of me was having difficulty
with a tangled chute, but eventually we got him off, then
I began to follow. My chute was also tangled, but I got off the rafter
and began my descent. My chute was horribly tangled, and as I was
falling, I was trying to unravel it. I had this thought that this was
far to high to jump and not get really, really hurt if I did not get this
chute unravelled. I continued to attempt to untangle the chute. I
began to get a handle on it, but it was still below me, and a bit
tangled. I continued to work on it and finally, a few feet above the ground,
got it untangled and in the proper position, it worked and I had a nice, smooth
landing. Right behind me came my boys. They were not on the team, and for
a moment, I had the feeling of being in a church. Then they left,
and I was going to my safety position on the defensive side of the
ball. As I went to the free safety position, where I usually played, I saw the
other safety had taken that spot, and I shrugged my shoulders and
went to the strong side of the field
and said, "I guess I'm playing here."
What was interesting was that there was no kickoff, we just landed
and the other team had the ball. The other thing that was interesting
was that we were playing the Minnesota Vikings. I never did see what
team I was playing for, the uniforms were hidden from me.
Any insights?
jeff