can you even interpret a dream, or is it mental garbage that we "let loose" while we're sleeping?
my sleep, as a lot of you know it seems, Sucks lately. i have insomnia, been dealing with it for awhile. i can usually go to sleep, but i wake up after only a few hours. this is the more rare form of insomnia..i forget what it's called. but my doc prescribed me Sonata to try to help, and it made my seizures worse so i just deal with it.
i'm telling you this because i don't normally go into the stage of sleep that takes you to dreamland. so it's been a Long time since i've even dreamt, or had the slightest feel of a risidual dream. long time it's been.
in my life, i've had several repeated dreams. i'd like to talk about that later, though. the day before yesterday, i actually woke up and remembered two dream fragments:
the first i will not discuss. i forever hold my peace...i'll figure it out. LOL!
the second dream..Aleena and i were in the upstairs bathroom. i was probably getting her ready for school, but all i remember is seeing two black things on the one, side by side, one slightly higher and larger than the other.
i looked more closely, and noticed that the larger black spot was a black hairy spider..you know, the kind that moves when you do? i'm very much afraid of spiders, yet i hate killing them. YET, i'm too afraid to put them in a cup and take them outside. so it's always like, "no. not a spider." the smaller black thing on the wall, to the right side and slightly lower, was a small black beetle.
i relate spiders to "creation." i relate beetles to grounding, regrouping.
but the thing about the dream that most confused me is that i was begging Aleena to kill the spider. i wasn't freaking out about it, i was calm. Aleena wouldn't kill the spider.
Aleena has brass cha-cha's. ok, not yet, but she doesn't fear much...which is probably why i asked her to kill the spider. all i remember is her saying, no mamma, i'm too scared to kill the spider.
first of all, this really sounds like a black and white dream. i never have those, never in my life have i experienced a black and white dream, but the paint on my wall is off white.
later that morning, i saw a cicada on its back in the wet grass. this is when we were waiting outside the door for the school bus. i picked it up. cicadas used to be my best little friends when i was young. do you know how long it's been since i've held a cicada? many years.
i love them. i picked it up, showed the kids how harmless it is...even how sweet it is. i pet it's back, talked to it, and tried to pass it on to my daughter, and it wouldn't budge. it wanted me. i tried to give it to Zachi..it went on him but almost fell off his finger trying to get back to me.
i took it back, pet it more, put it on my shoulder as my adult friend walked off in horror, and hung out with Cicada till the bus came. before i went in, i gently put him in some damp grass with sun shining on it so he could dry out a little, and went inside.
i know this story is unexciting..but it really feels like the bug people (i called them this when i was really young) are trying to contact me again. they're "buggin'," which is what they do best.
why? i have no idea.
can anyone make sense of it?
if not, i can disregard it as mental garbage..but there are things that click together...i finally had a dream. it happened to be about bugs. bugs i refuse to kill unless i have no choice. black bugs. they weren't threatening at all..just sitting on the wall. after the bug dream, i ran into the cicada. i haven't seen or held one since childhood.
one bug likely would have eaten the other. creation chows down on all that is grounded? black...color of protection.
protecting the home? reminding me of the times when i had no fear, like my daughter?
..mental garbage?
what are your thoughts?
i miss dreaming. i hope i can dream again soon.
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