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It was a winter day; overcast, ash-gray and several feet of snow on the ground. I could see my breath and was not dressed very warmly, but I wasn't particularly cold either. I was with several people, at least a dozen. We were in a bland room of a house I didn't know, on a covered deck I've never seen, and then at a hill that was only vaguely familiar though the landscape around was bleak. The others seemed to take me to each place and I remember realizing I had no way of leaving them. I had no part whatsoever in knowing where we going, I felt as a feather at the whim of the wind's direction.
There was much talk amongst the group at each place we went, just meaningless talk, but I didn't contribute anything and heard nothing said, only the noise of chatter. The worst part was that I knew not one face from the group I was attached to. Everywhere we went, I had no choice but to be there with them, with no way of leaving, even if I tried. I had the feeling that after a few yards, I'd end up next to them again. But I didn't want to be with them, I didn't know them. And yet I was never able to leave.
I woke up not with the common wha-what-was-that-where-am-I-oh-I'm-home-in-my-bed-and-it-was-all-a-dream feeling, but with a frightening notion that I had the utter memory-drainage of an amnesiac. And for several moments, though I was seeing and conscious, the only thing registering within was the ring of an empty bell.
Two nights ago, I dreamt that I was petting and later learning to ride a horse. I had had limited experience riding a horse, and only knew how to walk the horse using a Western saddle. In this dream, I learned how to trot and gallop. It was a good horse. I got it to listen to all of my instructions and it wasn't temperamental. In other words, I think we had bonded well. When I went to put it back in its stable, it turned into a tiger and tried to kill me. Fortunately, it didn't, and I found a way to trap it in the stable.
This dream is easy to analyze when I take into consideration that I had multiple pulmonary embolisms (or blood clots) in both lungs about a month ago. If my husband hadn't been home to call 911, I'm not sure I would still be here today. Considering that my own blood tried to kill me last month, I think my subconscious mind is telling me that my body turned on me unexpectedly, and I'm still anxious about it.
A friend and I got into my car and headed down a dark road that led to a party that was going to be held out in the middle of the woods. We were running a little later than planned, but figured it to be okay.
One our way down the winding road, we passed three accidents, all similar. The first accident: a man's body was laid out, his car wrapped around a tree and his head a few feet away from his body. The second accident: a man's body was laid out, his car smashed into a tree, and his head a few feet away from his body. The third accident: a man's body laid out, bloody, and his car nowhere to be found. Orange cones blocked the accidents, and we slowed down as we passed. Finally, we passed the accidents and continued past trees.
We arrived at the place were everyone's cars were parked. We parked and headed into the woods. Arriving at a clearing, we heard screams and people running by. My friend and I tried to move, but we couldn't. After a few minutes, the screams stopped. Then a werewolf came out of nowhere and attacked my friend. Another came at me, but I found that I could back away. I hit a tree and the thing lunged at me. Just before it bit me, I awoke.
I dreamed that I was surrounded by family in one room. I was holding a child and another was sitting beside me. Crawling on the children were ladybugs. When the ladybugs crawled on me their backs turned into gold coins. It was a lucid dream. I knew I was dreaming because I kept telling myself this was a sign of good luck. What does this mean?
I dreamed I was in an old house asleep, but the sounds of pots boiling over woke me up. When I woke up, all the lights in the house were on, so I went through the house and turned them off. When I got to the kitchen where the pots were boiling, I tried to turn off the stove but every time I did they would boil over and burn my hands and arms, so I had to use a towel to protect myself. Directly behind me was a pantry and the light was on in there. When I reached in to turn it off, someone grabbed my hand and said if I turned it off "they" would get her. She had on a yellow flannel old style nightgown and brown hair. She said I had to help her, but wouldn't tell me what I needed to do to help her. I started to wake myself up and as I was floating up from the dream she grabbed onto my ankle and it felt to me like I had pulled her from my dream.
Then I was awake. As I rolled over to go back to sleep, I felt someone sit down behind me on the bed, I re-awoke and rolled onto my back as I drifted off to sleep again. I felt someone sit down between my feet. I still feel her presence in the apartment I live in, and somehow I have realized that her name is Rebekah and she is about 14 years old. She makes her presence known every so often and I dream about her a lot, and she keeps telling me the same thing. That I have to help her...
I'm getting married and I'm in the limo with my younger sister and best friend on our way to the chapel. We crash into the ocean and the car sinks but doesn't fill up with water. The driver jumps out and leaves us stranded. We try to figure out what to do so we can get out.
I want to stay in the car until help comes but my sister wants to try to swim for it. She decides that she's just going to do it, so I decide to go with her. My best friend goes out the window first and swims away. I lose sight of her and my sister goes out next. I quickly swim out so I don't lose her. She's swimming so fast I lose sight of her. I try to swim harder to find her, but the current is too strong and I start to drift further away from the direction she went. I'm trying to scream her name but I just end up swallowing water. I'm choking on the water and can feel my lungs starting to burn as the water fills them. The current is still sweeping me away from my sister and best friend. I suddenly see my sister and friend watching me. And I turn to them to ask for help, but before I can, everything goes black.
I keep having dreams about driving. I will be alone in a car driving down the road, when all of the sudden I will notice that there is a cop car up ahead. Then it dawns on me, this entire time I have been sitting in the passenger seat and that no one has been driving the car. I take the seat belt off and try my best to climb over into the drivers seat, and that is when the car begins to loose control. Normally I wake up at this point.
I had a dream of cockroaches. A lot of them. They kept on coming in my room. Then they gathered in a circle on the floor and I squished them with a book. Then I woke up.
I would like to submit a dream but unfortunately I don't dream. I have had three different sleep studies done for my sleep apnea and in all of the studies I never entered into REM. I dont have any memory of ever having a dream. I am a very light sleeper. I once had a tick crawling on my chest and it woke me and I was able to find it in the dark without my glasses. I also suffer from narcolepsey so my sleep is also not right. Is there anything unusual about me or are there others that never dream?
It’s a very vivid, visceral dream, when it is happening, it feels absolutely real, and it recurs at least once a month. It always starts with me sitting at a desk, sometimes at an office, sometimes at a classroom, sometimes at home. I am focused on something as I become aware of a sharp pain in my tooth. I reach up to wiggle the tooth and realize it is loose, very loose.
I decide it is loose enough that it should be yanked out, so I pull on it, and feel the connecting tissue rip as my tooth comes out, usually a molar, into my fingers. It hurts, and I can feel blood seeping from the gap in my teeth, but I continue on with whatever I am working on.
A few moments later, I feel another tooth get loose, and then another. During the dream I will rip every single tooth in my mouth out, and am left with a handful of teeth, and a mouth that is bleeding profusely. There is a lot of pain in the dream, and a lot of blood. I don't seem sad or upset about it, but confused. When I wake up, it is with a sense of urgency, and I physically have to feel my teeth to make sure they are all there and not loose.
Please help me, why do I keep having this dream? What does it mean?
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