Dreamscapes
Posted on November 22, 2005 - Filed Under Personal |
I have often believed that when someone is dreaming they are at a complete state of rest. This is a good state to be in and one of the most rejuvenating for the body and mind. And also, where can one be entertained for free?
Why dreams are there or what they say to us has often times been a mystery to me. There are many books, websites where one can find the meaning behind images behind their dreams. But not everyone is in agreement as to what the symbology means. Of course maybe it means nothing. As Sigmund Freud once said "Sometimes, a cigar is just a cigar."
I’ve had some wild dreams since being in this house. None of them bad. This one I decided to share.
There are all these houses, sitting in a circle on top of this hill. There is no grass, just brown dirt. I am in one of these houses, which is bare. The handyman is there with me. Without any warning, the house starts to move. I wonder if it is an earthquake. He smiles and says "No", almost as if he can hear my thoughts.
The house starts spinning. I look out the front door, which is wide open and I can see the area around us moving fast. But not too fast. I’m not dizzy.
The house lifts off the ground. The spinning of the house slows. I am transfixed on the sky as I walk over to a window. There are no clouds. Just blue. The earth is getting smaller below me. Yet I am unafraid.
I notice the sky is starting to turn black. I say to myself "We’re getting closer to the stratosphere. Soon we’ll be in outer space."
With a smile, the handyman says "It’s time to go."
"Go? Where?" I ask.
He points to the door.
"I follow you." I say.
He jumps out the door. I follow him.
The wind hits my face. I close my eyes, breathing in the fresh air. I am calm, relaxed. My hair flutters around my head and I can hear the hushed whispers of wind. I position my arms and legs so I face down. I am not spinning. I am not flailing. I am relaxed.
I look over at the handyman. He is smiling, ear to ear. He is not afraid. Neither am I. The water will save me. I love the water. I love being near the water. I love being in the water.
I can now see the coastline. It’s coming quickly. The water is so blue, so clear. I know I will hit the water, going faster than 120 miles an hour. But I’m not afraid. I will not die.
The handyman swings his legs under him. I do the same. We both hit the water. I am immediately surrounded by bubbles. The cool, cleansing feel rushes up around me. My legs are pointed straight down, my arms out at my side with fingers spread. I am still alive. I feel no pain. I am not afraid.
The water slows my descent. I look around. The bottom of the ocean is beautiful. I can see so many different animals I have never seen before. I wish I could stay here. Maybe some day soon. For now, I return to the surface. I kick my legs and I move up. The air hits my face. I’m not gasping for breath. It feels like I was never in the water. I look around. The handyman is swimming next to me. He smiles.
"Did you break anything?" he asks.
I look at my hands. I think I see tiny cracks but they are healing. Within seconds, my hands are whole. I look at him and say "No."
I am not afraid.
I want to do this again. It was fun.
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This is your version of heaven/bliss. You are both you and the handyman in the dream. Your house is the context in which you will “take off.”
Oh this is way too easy–But I bet you have figured out by now. Dreams are a reflextion mostly in my opinion. Your psyche sending you a message. And they are only meaningful if they have meaning to you.
You mentioned not being afraid 5 times and being relaxed twice in that short dream = you fear. Message: In taking control of your life you will lose your fear.