I have dream seasons. By this I mean, I go through moments where I have very vivid dreams and I’ll actually remember them. Often times they involve people I know or seem to refer to a dream I had previously. Lately, some of the dreams have been really puzzling, some have involved my family, my friends, others with people I don’t know and I always wake up wondering if they mean anything. Everyone has a view of dreams. Some believe they mean nothing, others say it’s our subconscious trying to tell us something, I’m not sure what category I fall in.
Last week, I kept hearing or reading about dreams. The first was an article on RedEye about dreams and what some of the general dreams mean. The following day while I was getting ready for work one of the interviews on the radio program I was listening to had a dream interpreter… laugh if you want to or call it coincidence or whatever else feels right to you.
As I said I’ve had a few interesting dreams and I’ll try to recount them cause I think they are interesting. One involved me trying to attend this function, I think it was a Christian event or conference. I was trying to find a good place to sit, but didn’t like any of the seating that was available so I was walking around the auditorium trying to find a place. I got on a level of the auditorium where there were steep stairs, and I looked to my right and this guy was just sitting there…I remember thinking he wasn’t that good looking, but for some reason I was conscious of the fact that he’d be watching me take the stairs and realize that I had weak legs. In reality, I do have weak legs because of Piriformis syndrome and it felt as though him knowing I had this weakness would almost discredit the persona I was trying to carry. Since I was aware that my legs weren’t too strong, I turned around. I then found myself if this old building and I was going to take the stairs down to go outside, somehow that was going to reconnect me with the original building I was in, but I realized there was water shooting half-way through the staircase and I didn’t want to get wet, so I went to the desk attendant and told them about the water leakage and they told me how to find the elevator which I did and that was the end.
Another dream was about me literally flying, but I was running from something and I went into this cave to hide, but the entrance I wanted to use was closed(obviously, I guess I’d been there before and I think with someone cause I remember thinking I wish ‘he’ was here to open that entrance) so I had to find another place to hide and I found this hole and stayed up there. But down below there were people who were doing construction and they were talking about me and I had to tell them to keep quite so no one finds out where I was hiding. Then the dream ended with these high profile people finding me and figuring out how they could help me…I think they were in the government or something like that and I was trying to tell them my story so they could help me.
Another dream involved a guy who I’ve never met, again, I noticed that he wasn’t very good looking. Somehow I had driven to his place of work and was waiting for him to drive. I was on the passengers side and he open the door on my side and wanted me to drive, but I said I’m not a very good driver, so he got in through my side and sat on the drivers side and started to drive. By the way, the steering was on the right side of the car, not sure why I remembered that. I figured that we were either dating or married, not quite sure. I think he was a little bit upset with me, and I was trying to tickle him to make him laugh, but what lingered, and still does, about this dream was how free, actually free doesn’t even come close to what I felt…something that in all honesty is very elusive for me, but for purposes of impressing others, can come off as being free. Lately, I’ve started to believe that maybe I’ll never find that ‘special person’… I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that I’ll be 30 soon…and so to feel this comfort-that-is-beyond-comfort, to experience this peace-that-is-beyond-peace, a sense of being home where every-puzzle-is-in-it’s-place-feeling was beyond what words could describe. I would love to re-run this dream over and over again…just to get a sense of full being, comfortable, at home, at peace, safe, whole….God, what was that feeling, is it humanly possible????? A dream I’ve had that keeps coming back involves traveling. I’m always taking off from the same field with a bunch of strangers, but I don’t know what the destination is, anyway, last night there were bombs exploding as the flight I was in was trying to take off, obviously this was a huge distraction and I was very concerned that one of the bombs would hit the plane I was in so I think I got off. To make it more interesting was the fact that in one night this dream extended to the three major modes of transportation, air, land and sea. I was on a train, a car, a bus, a ship, and a plane…I know, really weird…and with each, there seemed to be something that was hindering me from getting to my destination. I’ve heard that when someone dreams about flying it means that a change is taking place. Which would be appropriate since I’m hoping to move in the summer. But as of yet, it’s hard to be excited about this move. I’m still suffering from a slight depression and lately a rage that makes me scared. I don’t know if this has anything to do with change, but I’m just curious and wondering how it will all resolve.
I think while I have my dream season, I’ll log my dreams…that should make an interesting journal…obviously there are some dreams I wouldn’t even dream of writing down cause some can be pretty disturbing…
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