What Did You Dream About?

[Sundae]

Mine involved my sister (not so much a guest star as a regular cast member) and my teacher when I was 10.

I can't remember much, but I do know at one point I was explaining to my sis that I'd had a dream...

I have very good dream recall if I choose to remember - I've put a few in the Cellar Dreamin' thread.

My standard dream themes are finding money (always coins), having to pull myself along in order to walk properly - grabbign fences, grass verges etc and being annoyed that it's so hard, finding extra rooms where I live, almost whole suites somethimes which always disappoints me when I wake up, and being back at college/ being married again and wanting to leave (both). In the dream I know I've managed to talk people round into letting me have a second chance, and I'm on the verge of letting them down AGAIN! I know they will be disgusted with me for walking out a second time. Those are a relief to wake up from.

Guest stars are my ex husband, my (evil) ex significant other, who is always wonderful to me in my dreams and the first boy I ever went on a date with.

My brother is always a child in my dreams, and I alternate between vert violent physical fights with my sister, and being really close - usually talking about the fact there was once a real distance between us.

Oh I forgot another theme - often I am so angry at the way my family (Mum & sis) are treating me that I behave worse and worse and worse, often realising I have now gone too far to turn back. Although when I wake up I realise I was being a monster, in the dream I honestly think it was justified.

There you go. My dreams.

[glatt]

Mostly, the dreams I remember are the ones that are so bad, I wake up in terror. That's not a good thing. I have good dreams too, but just don't remember them as easily. Most mornings I don't remember my dreams.

Last night's dream was particularly bad. It involved an old high school friend of mine, who is now a lawyer, going into a jail to try to post bond or something to get an innocent loved one out of jail, he was not allowed to and became very agitated, the guards started beating him and everyone there, including me. Then the dream was outside, and one or two bad cops were using torches and burning balls dragged on chains to round up all the people they considered to be undesirable and run them out of town. One of the bad cops got separated from the rest, and he was brutally and graphically murdered right in front of me by a couple of the victims being run out of town. Then I woke up. During the whole dream, I was a spectator or a victim, but never a person taking any action.

WTF?

I used to dream I could fly. That was fun.

[Juniper]

Originally Posted by Sundae Girl

My standard dream themes are finding money (always coins), having to pull myself along in order to walk properly - grabbign fences, grass verges etc and being annoyed that it's so hard, finding extra rooms where I live, almost whole suites somethimes which always disappoints me when I wake up,

I have those too! It really ticks me off when I wake up and discover that there really isn't a whole other level of rooms in my house between the 1st and 2nd floor. They're always really neat rooms too, with marble floors, maybe an indoor pool, a 2nd kitchen and craft workshop, and the way to get to them is always kind of tricky, like I have to squeeze through a narrow passage beneath the stairs. Odd. Wonder what it means? Self discovery, I guess.

[Sundae]

Originally Posted by Juniper

I have those too [snip] and the way to get to them is always kind of tricky, like I have to squeeze through a narrow passage beneath the stairs.

Ah now that's a slight difference. My new rooms in existing houses are always easy to get to. But I do also dream I have moved somewhere new and it is hard to get into. And I'm kidding myself it will be okay and I'll just get used to it. Often the route involves my two fears, confined spaces and height. So to get into my new flat/ room/ whatever will involve climbing a ladder and then twisting round to squeeze into a small hole in a wall.

I'm open-minded as to what it means, but I know part of the access-problem dream draws on my memories of watching my Dad go up into the loft as a child. He did it easily, but something about the stepladder at the top of the stairs, and the way he had to lift himself up into the hole always scared me.

I can almost always track down where the images in my dreams come from. Just not the meaning. I'm no Freudian, but it seems odd that the same story plays again and again.