My husband, daughter, and I are in a bowling alley. My husband is playing well and knocking down most of the pins but my daughter and I are playing badly and our balls are going in the gutter…

I am in a locker room. Pilates class is about to start. There are two hot, muscular dudes joining the class for the first time…

I am being taken by a woman to a gas chamber to be impregnated—artificially inseminated…

I am in someone else’s house and look out the window and see what I think is a big fluffy, colorful bird at the bird feeder. I am amazed at the colors—blue, green, rust orange…

I’m traveling on my own and arrive at this massive youth hostel that is completely packed and disgusting…

My mom and sisters and I are running a long race in Italy and the local bakery is giving away free…

It is the first day at my new job. At the end of the day my coworker gives me a key…

I am in a strange kitchen with my mom and she is making my daughter’s lunch for camp but she is doing a terrible job…

Short dreams and dream fragments can be just as powerful (if not more so!) than longer narrative dreams. Even a fragment can contain many symbolic elements and layers of meaning and can be a condensed version of a longer dream. Here are some examples of short dreams or dream fragments I’ve recorded over the past couple years.

There is a picture of Caroline and her husband and I see that she is no longer beautiful and looks old with gray hair…

I wake up in the morning and start brushing my teeth. My husband is insistent that he needs to show me a surprise and it can’t wait…

I wake up in the morning and start brushing my teeth. My husband is insistent that he needs to show me a surprise and it can’t wait…

I am in a dorm/apartment building and my hairdresser has to leave for a trip…

I am staying in a camp cabin with other adult campers…

I am floating in a lake, my arms are above my head and I feel a kick board. I hold onto it and start zooming around the lake…

I walk into a large stone building with strange hidden stairwells, hallways and rooms…

He goes faster and faster around the curve and I remember that he loves driving fast around curves—this is like his hobby…

I am in a dark little cabin below deck on a big, wooden, old-fashioned ship with my friend, another White woman…

I am at a neighborhood holiday party and I don’t really know anyone then suddenly I am waking up alone…

I go to a fancy hotel for dinner with my husband and some other woman…