Dreams


I don’t know about you, but I have crazy dreams. Lots of them. I know it’s said that you don’t remember all of your dreams, even immediately after you wake up, so it’s pretty safe to say that I have way MORE crazy dreams than I even realize. Personally, I think it’s pretty awesome.

I know that dreams are your subconscious’s way of working out thoughts and problems in your waking life. It’s fascinating that you really can interpret your dreams and figure out what you’re feeling, even if your conscious mind isn’t fully aware of them (or is in denial). My dreams are especially fun to interpret since they, almost always, make very little sense. But I do have some repeat imagery. One example is a school. The strange part is that it’s not any school that exists in real life (as far as I know), but rather is a combination of the two schools I spent time in (my K-8 school and high school). In EVERY school-related dream I have, I’m in this imaginary, blended school. The same goes for any dream when I’m in a mall or shopping center — it’s a completely made up (or maybe not) shopping center that just winds up being a recurring setting in my dreams. Bizarre.

I’ve also had some dreams that occurred YEARS ago that I still remember in great detail, and that even still scare me or make me feel uncomfortable. Occasionally (like last night), I wake up once or multiple times out of breath and with my heart racing, feeling like I’ve been chased or narrowly escaped death, presumably from a dream that I don’t remember. Sometimes my body starts to wake up during an amazing dream — particularly one where I’m floating (for some reason I hardly ever FLY, but rather float around in a seated position, like I’m in an invisible chair) — and I don’t want it to end. I’ve also, several times, had sexual dreams — including ones that resulted in orgasm (which, if you’ve never experienced, is one of the most awesome things ever).

I’ve read about lucid dreaming, which sounds pretty amazing, if not a little scary. It’s one of those things where you just have SO much power, and yet so little, because your mind still has the upper hand (and can do some terrifying shit to you while you sleep). But at the same time it’s fascinating — the ability to control your dream to some extent, and to be fully aware that you’re dreaming. Though I imagine that might take some of the joy out of it — some of the best dreams are ones where you, briefly, fully believe that you’re experiencing whatever’s happening in the real, waking world. Some scientists believe that your brain functions on a “seeing is believing” mentality, and if you experience something vividly and intensely enough in a dream, your brain perceives it as actually happening (which could be why you don’t often realize you’re dreaming, no matter how absurd or unrealistic the dream is).

What are some of your best — or worst — dreams?

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  1. My favorite dreams (I’ve had this one twice) is when my Nana comes back to life. This is the wonderful lady you channeled through the picture of me kissing Leslie πŸ™‚ Both times the setting has been as my parents house, the house I grew up in, and I open the door to find her. We all immediately hug her and cry because we know she’s been gone and we don’t know how long she’s staying. The crying is an actual tug at my chest- I can literally feel the emotion through the dream, it’s heavy. My favorite part out of the two dreams is when she met Woody. She told me how wonderful she thought he was and how happy she was for me. I’m dying for her to come back and meet the kids- she would adore Leslie πŸ™‚ (totally crying writing this, haha!)

    Then I used to have dreams about spiders…tons of dreams about spiders. On the walls, running across the floor, the webs, etc. It was a time in my life where Woody and I split up and started seeing other people. We were supposed to get married in 2006 but broke up in 2005 (after I had put deposits on everything!). I started seeing this total a-hole and it was bad…a very dark time in my life. I ended up having so many dreams about spiders that I looked them up- spiders represent being stuck (like the web) in a situation that I see no way out of. Its was eye opening to say the least!

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    1. Wow. Wow. Both of these stories are just amazing. I’ve had a dream similar to yours about your Nana. How absolutely beautiful that is. I am a pretty firm believer in family and friends being able to “come back” in various ways. I’m sure that was your Nana’s way of visiting you and getting to meet the important people in your life. πŸ™‚

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