(The spelling of original dream submissions is partially preserved)
Petar, 17, Yugoslavia
"One night, I dreamed how I am siting in the room with my good friend (female) and Celine and her daughter. We were singing, and Celine was smiling at me, because I sounded too bad. Anyway, when I woke up and realized what I was dreaming about, I was pretty sad, 'cause Celine was smiling, but in other hand, I was glad that dreamed about her and that she was beautiful."
Fan Dream #41
Samuel, 27, Kenya
"I dreamt having a very big wedding with Celine as my bride where we had gone to the Moon to spend our honeymoon. We then moved in every part of world together. Then I woke up without seeing Celine any where around me."
This is what I've just submitted for interpretation, what do you think?
This is very difficult for me as I don't normally write in to things like this.
Recently my dog died. I am in the British Army and she has followed me throughout my career. I had found her on the side of the road about 5 years ago, some drunk driver had run her over (it later transpired that she had to have her spleen, a kidney and her womb removed). Not only that, but some kids had attempted to set her alight with some sort of petrochemical-based fuel. I called her Lucky. With much praying and the stirling work of a passing orthodontist who knew first aid, she pulled through and became my lifelong friend for the next 5 years. I find it hard to write this as I can't see the screen through the tears. I don't think I've cried since a child, but she used to sit between my legs when I typed and nuzzle me when she got hungry. Anyway, she used to ride along on my tank when we were on manoeuvres - we always play Celine Dion over the P.A system as it makes us think of our sweethearts back home - especially My Heart Will Go On, as that's what we tell them if anything happens to us. That was playing when we veered off the road and through a barbed wire entanglement, I'd forgotten Lucky was on the roof of the tank. She died pretty quickly, and I managed to collect most of her and hold her in my arms when she passed.
Last night I dreamed that I saw Celine and Lucky playing chase just outside of our camp. They looked so happy, and celine was dressed as a Native American Canadian. i tried to call out to them, but my voice wouldn't work. They played for ages, and it looked so warm and sunny there. All I felt was cold. Lucky started to get frisky on Celine's leg - he used to do that when women were around, and celine just laughed and pushed her away. She's so down to earth eh? In the end, Celine picked Lucky up and they floated upward. I called for them to stay but they didn't hear me. I woke up and started drinking straight away. What does all this mean? Was Jesus talking to me via Celine?
"I am one of those people who have recurrent dreams, seeing the same sequence over and over. Almost every night I dreamed I'd swallowed a big, hard, cold apple that had gotten stuck at the back of my throat. I'd wake up terrified. Sometimes I'd go for hours without sleeping because of the sensation of that apple in my throat. I don't think I'd ever felt so vulnerable and so helpless."