Horrible Dreams
I had a series of horrible dreams this morning!
Of being a dog/wolf
I dreamed I was a dog/wolf, and there was another wolf who wanted to climb up a steep cliff but couldn't on his own. Together we were able to put the benches that were there on top of each other so that we could climb up to the cave and be safe. After we climbed up we left the benches, but then the bad-guy dog and his owner could follow us, so I quickly went and pushed it over while he was climbing up. This somehow affected the electricity in our cave which flickered, and somehow that gave me away to my mom that it was me "behind it". Whatever "it" was.
The Attack
Was in my old bunk bed in Sheboygan...heard a loud sound of a jet screaming over and then the deafening sound of an explosion as my house rattled and suddenly bright light through the wall from the left (my parents' bedroom) shone as I figured the explosion had ripped part of the house open and perhaps would continue to consume me. My thoughts: "God am I gonna die? Please don't let me!" and then trying to scream out "I LOVE YOU!!" to my family before we all perished. But then things settled, and there were two bubbles with light reflecting on them floating by my face, and then I woke up. But I THINK my EYES were already open even while I still dreamed, because the "light to the left" was actually the light coming in through our bedroom sliding glass door, and the
"bubbles" were actually the light from the smoke detector in our room. Have you ever realized your eyes were open while you still dreamed?
My Grandma's Death
This one was particularly horrid. I was somehow notified (email? phone?) that my grandma had passed away. For some reason my mom took the job of preparing the body, so she had dressed her and put make-up on her and she was laying on my parents' bed alongside a woman who is one of my childhood friend's mother (who was also dead, no idea why, or why she was also lying on my parents' bed). We were downstairs and my mom was crying, holding a paper that had some of my research on it, somewhat screaming at me that she can't say anything about particle energization (my dream implication in my head was that she meant it has nothing to do with meaning in life). I went up to see the body, and it was moving/twitching: though I wasn't surprised, because I knew that the body's nervous system can cause the deceased to move posthumous. But here's the freaky part (well, it's a dream)...I was telling her how much I missed her and loved her, and thinking to myself how sad it was because it was more in recent years that I started to really appreciate how awesome my spunky grandma is...and how fortunate or ironic it was that she had just gotten her hair done on Saturday (this part was true, in real life I called her just as she was going out the door to do her hair)...when she sat up (with a black veil on her face) and started responding (this was also explained as via the posthumous nervous system reacting etc.) She told me she would miss me too, but that at least we had email. But I thought, "Grandma I don't think heaven has email." I think this is when I woke up. The funny thing is I wasn't crying in the dream, but after I woke up I spent awhile bawling in my bed as the dream replayed over in my imagination as if it had actually occurred.
The Wakeful Dream that became a Sleeping Dream
I was awake and started daydreaming, which is often a method that helps me fall asleep better as it kind of converts into an actual dream. It was weird though because while I was awake, the dream started to take over (as in I wasn't controlling it), but I was aware and watching it and thinking to myself, "Maybe following this dream will take me somewhere into my subconscious and give me clues about myself." At first I was standing outside a building that looked like a jail, as it was covered with bars. When I went inside, it was an off-white room with a reception desk with 2-3 women working there, and several men in dark suits. Then men started to descend down a stairwell on the opposite side of the room, and so I got in line and descended with them. We reached the first landing, and even though we had descended, there was a door to our right that had a window and was letting in sunlight. We then turned left, as the stair turned and went down in the direction opposite of the door, and it led to my Gabrielse grandparents' basement. (I now recall that the door we usually used to enter the house had a stair to its left to go up to the kitchen (in the same position as the 1st stair we descended) as well as the stair in front of it that led to the basement. I can't recall much of what happened next, other than the house became big but mostly painted a dull light green with dull fluorescent lighting. I remember thinking I didn't recall my grandparents' house having such high vaulted ceilings. They were still dead, though, and now Gandalf was residing there. Heidi was cooking something in the kitchen (which looked nothing like their actual kitchen)...something in a pot that was practically boiling over. Gandalf was like, an aloof instructor or landlord or something...Unfortunately I can't recall what he said or why we were there exactly.
Of Rhinosauruses
Lastly, this dream I actually had on January 23rd, but I didn't record it so I'll record it now.
I first dreamed about giving birth to a tiny premature baby (ok, this is explicable because before bed I read an article that showed pictures of babies 8 weeks after conception and my dream baby looked somewhat like this)...But the strange part is that it morphed into a tiny rhinosaurus that was in a cup halfway filled with sand, and the rhino-baby was hiding in the sand. I was sitting in my parents' dining room talking with my sister Amy, when I saw outside the window two full-sized baby rhinos run past, followed by their mother. I remember feeling glad/safe that I was indoors, but also feeling very grateful to live in a place where beautiful wildlife like rhinos could be seen frolicking outside the window. WHY THE HECK WAS I DREAMING ABOUT RHINOS?!?! The only connotation I have with rhinos is generally that they are bad and scary (in "Babar" the rhinos were the bad guys, and in other cartoons they are
depicted as quiet and slow until you piss them off and then they charge you with their horn). But in the dream it was more like they were beautiful creatures; dangerous but wonderful. Weiiiiird....And why did my baby turn into one?!
Of being a dog/wolf
I dreamed I was a dog/wolf, and there was another wolf who wanted to climb up a steep cliff but couldn't on his own. Together we were able to put the benches that were there on top of each other so that we could climb up to the cave and be safe. After we climbed up we left the benches, but then the bad-guy dog and his owner could follow us, so I quickly went and pushed it over while he was climbing up. This somehow affected the electricity in our cave which flickered, and somehow that gave me away to my mom that it was me "behind it". Whatever "it" was.
The Attack
Was in my old bunk bed in Sheboygan...heard a loud sound of a jet screaming over and then the deafening sound of an explosion as my house rattled and suddenly bright light through the wall from the left (my parents' bedroom) shone as I figured the explosion had ripped part of the house open and perhaps would continue to consume me. My thoughts: "God am I gonna die? Please don't let me!" and then trying to scream out "I LOVE YOU!!" to my family before we all perished. But then things settled, and there were two bubbles with light reflecting on them floating by my face, and then I woke up. But I THINK my EYES were already open even while I still dreamed, because the "light to the left" was actually the light coming in through our bedroom sliding glass door, and the
"bubbles" were actually the light from the smoke detector in our room. Have you ever realized your eyes were open while you still dreamed?
My Grandma's Death
This one was particularly horrid. I was somehow notified (email? phone?) that my grandma had passed away. For some reason my mom took the job of preparing the body, so she had dressed her and put make-up on her and she was laying on my parents' bed alongside a woman who is one of my childhood friend's mother (who was also dead, no idea why, or why she was also lying on my parents' bed). We were downstairs and my mom was crying, holding a paper that had some of my research on it, somewhat screaming at me that she can't say anything about particle energization (my dream implication in my head was that she meant it has nothing to do with meaning in life). I went up to see the body, and it was moving/twitching: though I wasn't surprised, because I knew that the body's nervous system can cause the deceased to move posthumous. But here's the freaky part (well, it's a dream)...I was telling her how much I missed her and loved her, and thinking to myself how sad it was because it was more in recent years that I started to really appreciate how awesome my spunky grandma is...and how fortunate or ironic it was that she had just gotten her hair done on Saturday (this part was true, in real life I called her just as she was going out the door to do her hair)...when she sat up (with a black veil on her face) and started responding (this was also explained as via the posthumous nervous system reacting etc.) She told me she would miss me too, but that at least we had email. But I thought, "Grandma I don't think heaven has email." I think this is when I woke up. The funny thing is I wasn't crying in the dream, but after I woke up I spent awhile bawling in my bed as the dream replayed over in my imagination as if it had actually occurred.
The Wakeful Dream that became a Sleeping Dream
I was awake and started daydreaming, which is often a method that helps me fall asleep better as it kind of converts into an actual dream. It was weird though because while I was awake, the dream started to take over (as in I wasn't controlling it), but I was aware and watching it and thinking to myself, "Maybe following this dream will take me somewhere into my subconscious and give me clues about myself." At first I was standing outside a building that looked like a jail, as it was covered with bars. When I went inside, it was an off-white room with a reception desk with 2-3 women working there, and several men in dark suits. Then men started to descend down a stairwell on the opposite side of the room, and so I got in line and descended with them. We reached the first landing, and even though we had descended, there was a door to our right that had a window and was letting in sunlight. We then turned left, as the stair turned and went down in the direction opposite of the door, and it led to my Gabrielse grandparents' basement. (I now recall that the door we usually used to enter the house had a stair to its left to go up to the kitchen (in the same position as the 1st stair we descended) as well as the stair in front of it that led to the basement. I can't recall much of what happened next, other than the house became big but mostly painted a dull light green with dull fluorescent lighting. I remember thinking I didn't recall my grandparents' house having such high vaulted ceilings. They were still dead, though, and now Gandalf was residing there. Heidi was cooking something in the kitchen (which looked nothing like their actual kitchen)...something in a pot that was practically boiling over. Gandalf was like, an aloof instructor or landlord or something...Unfortunately I can't recall what he said or why we were there exactly.
Of Rhinosauruses
Lastly, this dream I actually had on January 23rd, but I didn't record it so I'll record it now.
I first dreamed about giving birth to a tiny premature baby (ok, this is explicable because before bed I read an article that showed pictures of babies 8 weeks after conception and my dream baby looked somewhat like this)...But the strange part is that it morphed into a tiny rhinosaurus that was in a cup halfway filled with sand, and the rhino-baby was hiding in the sand. I was sitting in my parents' dining room talking with my sister Amy, when I saw outside the window two full-sized baby rhinos run past, followed by their mother. I remember feeling glad/safe that I was indoors, but also feeling very grateful to live in a place where beautiful wildlife like rhinos could be seen frolicking outside the window. WHY THE HECK WAS I DREAMING ABOUT RHINOS?!?! The only connotation I have with rhinos is generally that they are bad and scary (in "Babar" the rhinos were the bad guys, and in other cartoons they are
depicted as quiet and slow until you piss them off and then they charge you with their horn). But in the dream it was more like they were beautiful creatures; dangerous but wonderful. Weiiiiird....And why did my baby turn into one?!