Rearing Lions

This morning I dreamt that I had a tame lion as a pet. This lion, a male, was now fully grown and living in my lawn, together with my black dog. As I usually do, I went ahead to play with my pets. The dog was running about and the lion was just sitting there swishing his tail. I went up to the lion to pet him but he shied away. I then brought my hand down to his nose so that he could smell me. I was also talking to him saying something like, "Hey, it's me..."

He then moved his head and caught my hand in his jaws. This being part of the normal play, I thought was normal. Suddenly, he looked me in the eye and began to slowly tighten his grip on my hand. It began to hurt and I was sure that I heard bone crunching (though I saw no blood at all). I then used my other hand to try and force open his mouth. He let me go but he seemed to be smiling smugly at me.

Standing On The Rock

I saw a picture of a roundish rock mound embedded in sand. There were many people who were standing all over the place. Suddenly the rock itself started shaking. The shaking affected even the sand that it was embedded in. Everybody on the rock and the sand started shaking and tumbling. Even those standing on the rock were shaking all over. As the rock shook harder, the people standing on the rock started falling over too. Only a few remained standing for they had built their foundations into the rock. As the rock shook, the shook also, but in rhythm with the rock. When all was finally still, these were the only ones still standing.