I absolutely love my dreams. I mean, sleep time is often as interesting to me as waking hours.
One night a couple of weeks ago, I woke Niel up by laughing in my sleep. Not ha ha, loud guffawing, but a long, constant chuckle. He asked me what I was dreaming and I was still half asleep and couldn't make my mouth work the words. All I could get out was that it was something about The Brady Bunch. I love being awakened by laughter.
A few nights ago, I had a dream that I worked for a company like Lowes, not in a floor position, but a buyer of some sort. Now, you would have to know that was dreaming because I know as much about hardware as I do about physics...zilch, nada, zero. Anyway, Niel and I were attending a convention in San Diego. We were driving down an ocean highway in a convertible. I told him that he was going too fast for the corners and he brushed away my concerns (this part of the dream was quite realistic). Sure enough, he took one corner too fast and we soared over the edge. We were heading down, down, down toward the ocean waves. I remember my feelings so clearly. I felt regret that I wouldn't be living any longer, knew I would miss my children, but felt total peace and acceptance of my fate. I turned to Niel and said, "I love you, Niel." He was just looking over the edge of the car at the deep, deep ocean with panic on his face. I woke up bugged that he hadn't told me he loved me too. He's still in the dog house for that one.
Friday night I had a dream where I had committed a crime of fraud about 90 years ago (some trick since I'm not that old). I was living in England and remembered trying to hide the evidence, something about flushing cigarettes down a toilet...err watercloset. I dreamed about the arrest and my conviction, standing on the docket as they prounounced my guilt. It was all quite dramatic!
Last night I dreamed about finding antiques at a yard sale (which I never stop at, but perhaps I should). There was a pen and a vase that were both just lovely. I felt an instant connection to both objects and believed that I had truly found two items that had been treasures in someone else's life. I woke up feeling safe and fulfilled.
Anyway, I just love dreaming. It's the best entertainment! Ever!!!
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I agree. Dreams are great! Unless their sad. I don't like those ones so well. Those are funny dreams you have.
Dreams, eh. It's good to hear that you're sleeping well enough to enjoy your dreams. My dreams have settled down considerably lately and I'm so happy for that. In fact, I think I commented a while back that you should get some trazodone to help you sleep, but I'm so seriously retracting that comment. I stopped taking it a while ago and now my sleep is better and my dreams are limited to one or less per night. A much better plan for restful sleep.
What were we doing in the "pre-existance?"
There are some cultures who beleive that "pre-existance" or "prior life" took place right here on this planet! Time and time again. Not only here, but in many other places in many other galaxies and creations.
If we are eternal beings... then in my book this makes so much sense to me... that dreams can perhaps be remembrances of other journeys... and that this life is "just another dream!"
Perhaps you should forgive Neil for that trip over the cliff, and you won't have to experience it again! Then he could get the chance to atone for the error of his reaction in that dream, and then get out of the doghouse, you can be back with your children, and alls well that ends well! or even better!
I won't even touch the evidence down the toilet thing! I have a feeling I might have been in on that one with you :)
I have lots of dreams about flying and teaching others to fly... thus the tag.. Skybird!
Just something to think about to start your new year!
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