Pain and dreams...
So I'm having some kind of issue, I think ovarian cysts again, but nothing's been confirmed yet. I have constant discomfort/pain in my left side and it's getting to the point that even clothes are feeling uncomfortable when they rest against my abdomen close to my pelvic bone. So the other night I was sleeping really unsoundly, as I've been doing lately, and I had quite a few dreams--aside from this one, though, the only one I really remember is something about my boyfriend's father moving the ceiling lighting in our bedroom over top of my computer area as a "christmas gift".
But anyway, in this dream, I was in some sort of winter lodge looking outside these glass doors/windows leading to a balcony or a thin pathway, which was immediately next to the base of a water fall and the river it flowed to. I was just reading Goethe's 2nd part to Faust, where I really liked this analogy:
"So be it! I will turn from the sun's rays.
At that rock-riving torrent, with increasing
Ecstasy at that waterfall I gaze;
From cliff to cliff it pours down never-ceasing,
It foams and streams a thousand thousandfold,
Spray upon spray high in the air releasing.
But form this tumult, marvellous to behold,
The rainbow blooms, changing yet ever still;
Now vanishing and now drawn clear and bold.
How cool the moisture of its scattering spill!
I watch a mirror here of man's whole story,
And plain it speaks, ponder it as you will:
Our life's a spectrum-sheen of borrowed glory."
However, in my dream--since it's winter time now, the waterfall was nearly entirely frozen in it's place (there was some water moving, I think, but not much). There was also snow and ice on the evergreen trees and on the balcony/path outside the window, and while it was really pretty, I remember being a bit sad that I wasn't sure if I could see any rainbows being formed from the little bits of moving water. And then, just outside of the windows, a wild boar walked by with mottled pink/grey skin and fur. It was going slow and calm, and it looked at me--and I wanted to go outside to pet it, but then I was afraid that it would be too wild, or that I would fall on all the ice outside. Now I've been pretty obsessed with the little marzipan pigs at this time of year for the past two years, because I think the connection of christmas pigs to Freyr is pretty funny. I think my boyfriend and I may have even been watching Lord of the Rings and seen boars in the movie, but I'm not positive if that was before or after my dream occurred anymore.
I don't think there was anything else involved in the dream, but I keep thinking about it. I know it's probably a coincidence and exactly why I shouldn't read into it, and blah blah blah, but I don't know. It should be a good sign anyway, right? But the mood of the dream was kind of still, quiet, and sad, so....
But anyway, in this dream, I was in some sort of winter lodge looking outside these glass doors/windows leading to a balcony or a thin pathway, which was immediately next to the base of a water fall and the river it flowed to. I was just reading Goethe's 2nd part to Faust, where I really liked this analogy:
"So be it! I will turn from the sun's rays.
At that rock-riving torrent, with increasing
Ecstasy at that waterfall I gaze;
From cliff to cliff it pours down never-ceasing,
It foams and streams a thousand thousandfold,
Spray upon spray high in the air releasing.
But form this tumult, marvellous to behold,
The rainbow blooms, changing yet ever still;
Now vanishing and now drawn clear and bold.
How cool the moisture of its scattering spill!
I watch a mirror here of man's whole story,
And plain it speaks, ponder it as you will:
Our life's a spectrum-sheen of borrowed glory."
However, in my dream--since it's winter time now, the waterfall was nearly entirely frozen in it's place (there was some water moving, I think, but not much). There was also snow and ice on the evergreen trees and on the balcony/path outside the window, and while it was really pretty, I remember being a bit sad that I wasn't sure if I could see any rainbows being formed from the little bits of moving water. And then, just outside of the windows, a wild boar walked by with mottled pink/grey skin and fur. It was going slow and calm, and it looked at me--and I wanted to go outside to pet it, but then I was afraid that it would be too wild, or that I would fall on all the ice outside. Now I've been pretty obsessed with the little marzipan pigs at this time of year for the past two years, because I think the connection of christmas pigs to Freyr is pretty funny. I think my boyfriend and I may have even been watching Lord of the Rings and seen boars in the movie, but I'm not positive if that was before or after my dream occurred anymore.
I don't think there was anything else involved in the dream, but I keep thinking about it. I know it's probably a coincidence and exactly why I shouldn't read into it, and blah blah blah, but I don't know. It should be a good sign anyway, right? But the mood of the dream was kind of still, quiet, and sad, so....