Waves.
Lately, I've been dreaming of waves. Ocean waves. Huge waves. Waves, waves, and more waves. I'm never in the ocean with these waves, but instead, am standing before it, watching as the waves come pushing towards me, much like a tidal wave, but not nearly as dramatic, and not at all destructive.
For it's always high-tide in my dreams, as these waves start off small, and continue to grow larger, coming closer and closer to myself each time, until finally, they drench me with their water, leaving me to feel the urge to hold on tightly to something as they pull themselves back into the ocean, in hopes that I won't be pulled back with them.
As I am just an observer, watching these waves from afar, enjoying them, wishing them to get larger, and smiling brightly as they do. These waves do not scare me, but instead, enthrall me, leaving me to hope that the next wave is bigger than the one before it.
What could it all mean?
I know that water symbolizes emotion, but what else? There has to be something more, as these dreams have become a pattern, something I can fully expect to seep into my sleeping brain again in the near future. And how to decode such a recurring dream that offers so many different ways of understanding my unconscious self is far, far beyond me.
For it's always high-tide in my dreams, as these waves start off small, and continue to grow larger, coming closer and closer to myself each time, until finally, they drench me with their water, leaving me to feel the urge to hold on tightly to something as they pull themselves back into the ocean, in hopes that I won't be pulled back with them.
As I am just an observer, watching these waves from afar, enjoying them, wishing them to get larger, and smiling brightly as they do. These waves do not scare me, but instead, enthrall me, leaving me to hope that the next wave is bigger than the one before it.
What could it all mean?
I know that water symbolizes emotion, but what else? There has to be something more, as these dreams have become a pattern, something I can fully expect to seep into my sleeping brain again in the near future. And how to decode such a recurring dream that offers so many different ways of understanding my unconscious self is far, far beyond me.