Dream Interpretation

[Deleted member 93]

Hodge please don't apologize to me. I was being silly too... Was an actual dream but I was being silly posting it. Suck if everything in life was serious.

 

[hodge]

Okay, thanks Veiled. I really am feeling like a space cadet often these days and figure it's better to be safe than sorry ;)

 

[vera]

here's one:

i went into my room (not my actual room but the one i shared with my sisters in my parents' house) and found pigeons on my bed. i knew they were ill and hungry, so i started looking for something to feed them, and all i could think of was their own legs.
so i tore their legs off and started trying to feed them to them. they didn't want them... they were shrieking and twitching in pain.

that's when i realized what i had done. i had mutilated the pigeons. i didn't know what to do, and i was very ashamed. so i put the pigeons in a glass jar where i couldn't hear them and they would suffocate & die (i figured they better died... since they no longer had legs and they were suffering).

thank you!

V.

 

[Deleted member 487]

What I would give to have my dream dreams. Dreams I dream of dreaming. Instead of horror, nightmares, & terror.

 

[Seeking_Nirvana]

Vera's Dream

Hi Vera, I'm glad some one is wanting to try this. It helped me so much in my recovery. It takes a lot of looking into, but eventually when we "get it" things about ourselves start of unravel and we shed light on things we had no idea were going on. (For me anyway)

If this were my dream I'm remembering times of when I was younger and in my parent's care. They made me feel like I was a pigeon when I needed something.

The pigeons represent myself feeling hungry and ill. I need to find something to heal myself so I use my legs because my parents wouldn't give me the love and nourishment I needed.

Loosing my legs represents loosing freedom to walk away from this situation (I was only a child so it may be that I wanted to leave but something was stopping me? My guess is I stopped myself because I felt I couldn't survive if I left?). After I loose my personal freedom I start to feel pain all over.

I put myself in a glass jar so I can see myself suffer over something I feel ashamed of. I feel it's my fault, but it isn't. I did what I thought was in the best interest of myself at the time.

I keep this suffering bottled up. I need to free this pain and shame within myself because it makes me feel as if I want to die. I also feel I am useless without my freedom and I feel I am unable to walk away from this issue.

Hope this was helpful. If it doesn't sound right just let me know and I will look at it again.

Peace
Tammy

here's one:

i went into my room (not my actual room but the one i shared with my sisters in my parents' house) and found pigeons on my bed. i knew they were ill and hungry, so i started looking for something to feed them, and all i could think of was their own legs.
so i tore their legs off and started trying to feed them to them. they didn't want them... they were shrieking and twitching in pain.

that's when i realized what i had done. i had mutilated the pigeons. i didn't know what to do, and i was very ashamed. so i put the pigeons in a glass jar where i couldn't hear them and they would suffocate & die (i figured they better died... since they no longer had legs and they were suffering).

thank you!

V.

 

[Seeking_Nirvana]

Cactus' Dreams

Cactus, It's a possibility you can lessen the nightmares and start having decent dreams if you work on them. It worked for me, but I can't say it would work for everyone because everyone's circumstances are different. I read that Carl Jung was successful in helping Vietnam Vets lessen their nightmares through dream work.

I hope you have peace in your dreams
Tammy

What I would give to have my dream dreams. Dreams I dream of dreaming. Instead of horror, nightmares, & terror.

 

[vera]

answered more deeply on PM, just wanted to thank you again =)

 

[Grama-Herc]

This is gonna be so cool. I have always wondered what some of my more bizzare dreams meant. Now, WHEN I remember them I can find out. There is one question I have now. What does it mean when you wake up and are completely panicked and terrified but have no idea why. I mean REALLY TERRIFIED HERC

 

[Seeking_Nirvana]

Hi Herc, I have been wondering that for a very long time myself, because it happens to me too. I haven't found the answer yet, but I am still reading books on sleep disorders and trauma.

It's understandable when we have a nightmare and wake up feeling like that, but when there is no nightmare or dream to associate that feeling to, it gets very frustrating and scary.

My best educated guess is that when we sleep our bodies and minds are not on guard, like when we are awake and alert. The trauma is imbedded in our minds and body, and just pops up out of the blue while we are sleeping and we have no state of awareness to block it or understand it. Therefore, we wake in a state of shock and fear.

When that feeling of trauma surfaces while awake we are aware and on guard and think; "OK I know this feeling and it is related to my trauma" and then deal with it before it gets us to a state of "fight or flight".

When I'm able to find some information that can prove this theory, or find a definite or scientific answer, I will share it with you.

Peace
Tammy

 

[Seeking_Nirvana]

My son's school is not going to let my son graduate. (Which almost happened IRL last year) I pick up the phone to call the school to talk to the administrator or his coach to explain why he hasn't been coming to school on time ( His father has come into his life and it is causing him to react in a negative way).

When I try to dial out to call the school my phone won't let me call out until I confirm the order of fish that I apparently ordered? I hung up the phone because I don't want the fish (don't remember ordering any fish). I pick up the phone and I try to call the school again, and I had to order the fish or I wouldn't be able to get through to the school.

(the vision I seen about the fish is that Salmon travel in groups during certain seasons and their color causes the water to look like a dark substance is in the water) I seen this on the discovery channel awhile back). PUN: school of fish

I end up talking to the secretary of the school. I think I may have been nasty some how because she must have ended the phone conversation? I realize the only way to get through to the administrator is to go directly to the school. I go outside and the school is at the end of my drive way.

As I try to go toward the school the secretary is leaving and locks the door behind her. The administrator and coach is gone for the day. I try to talk to the secretary and she runs to her car. She is done talking with me and I get the impression I upset her.

My best friend takes me to look for my son in her car and we can't find him in several places we go look. My best friend takes me to a park and I see my son there playing Basket Ball. I tell him to come with me so we can straighten out the diploma issue.

Next thing I know there is a cop or security person at the driver side window of the car asking my best friend for some ID. She has a hand-full of different types of ID's and they fall out of her hand. He takes one and she follows him to his vehicle to sort out the issue?

Now my son is in his car behind my best friend's car, and I'm in the driver seat. I look behind me and my son waves me to go forward and to leave my best friend behind. There seems to be some sort of problem and the guy doesn't seem like he is a real security guard?

I take off driving and my son is behind me. Then I realize I shouldn't have left her there, and I was selfish. I do a 360 in her car and head back to pick her up.

 

[Seeking_Nirvana]

Interpretation of my dream

My son's school is not going to let my son graduate. (Which almost happened IRL last year) I pick up the phone to call the school to talk to the administrator or his coach to explain why he hasn't been coming to school on time ( His father has come into his life and it is causing him to react in a negative way).

His father is dead and the way his father has come into his life is my perception of the fact he acts exactly like his dad.

When I try to dial out to call the school my phone won't let me call out until I confirm the order of fish that I apparently ordered? I hung up the phone because I don't want the fish (don't remember ordering any fish). I pick up the phone and I try to call the school again, and I had to order the fish or I wouldn't be able to get through to the school.

I have to do what my son wants in order to communicate (phone) with him. It is always on his terms or no way at all. I deal with things I don't want just to communicate.

(the vision I seen in the dream about the fish is that Salmon travel in groups during certain seasons and their color causes the water to look like a dark substance is in the water) I seen this on the discovery channel awhile back). PUN: school of fish

I end up talking to the secretary of the school. I think I may have been nasty some how because she must have ended the phone conversation? I realize the only way to get through to the administrator is to go directly to the school. I go outside and the school is at the end of my drive way.

I'm my son's secretary and he speaks disrespectfully to me. He ends the conversations when he doesn't want to hear what I have to say. I have to follow him to his room to speak to him. I need to learn how to get through to him and the school is right outside my door.

As I try to go toward the school the secretary is leaving and locks the door behind her. The administrator and coach is gone for the day. I try to talk to the secretary and she runs to her car. She is done talking with me and I get the impression I upset her.

I'm the secretary, administrator and coach and there is nothing more I can do to fix the problem with my son and his/out issues. The door has been locked!

My best friend takes me to look for my son in her car and we can't find him in several places we go look. My best friend takes me to a park and I see my son there playing Basket Ball. I tell him to come with me so we can straighten out the diploma issue.

My son is out having a good time while I'm always trying to clean up his messes. I have enabled him for so long, but still try to get him to help me solve his problems.

Next thing I know there is a cop or security person at the driver side window of the car asking my best friend for some ID. She has a hand-full of different types of ID's and they fall out of her hand. He takes one and she follows him to his vehicle to sort out the issue?

My best friend is an aspect of my personality. I have a hand full of ID's which means I have been too many people to my son and not consistent in being a mother. I have been his friend, confidant, secretary, equal, mother, asked him for his advice on issues that he shouldn't have been involved with. I have given him so many different messages as to who I am, he doesn't respect me because he doesn't know who I am from one day to the next.

Now my son is in his car behind my best friend's car, and I'm in the driver seat. I look behind me and my son waves me to go forward and to leave my best friend behind. There seems to be some sort of problem and the guy doesn't seem like he is a real security guard?

I leave myself behind because my son is impatient. I abandon myself and the things I need and want because he is spoiled and I learned to listen to him instead of learning to take charge of him (RE: School and learning)

I take off driving and my son is behind me. Then I realize I shouldn't have left her there, and I was selfish. I do a 360 in her car and head back to pick her up.

Finally, I realize that I have got to quit abandoning myself and being his secretary by doing everything he wants at my expense. He is draining me mentally and monetarily. I go back and get myself and I do a 360 meaning that I am in charge now. I pick myself up so I stopped abandoning myself to his ways. I have graduated into being a mother of tough love. He will have to live on instinct like the fish traveling down the river because he is on his own.

End of Dream
A week after this dream I kicked him out of my house.

Tammy

 

[Awakening]

Another dream of mine

I'm walking through an old mansion where a colleague is living. It's a beautiful old home with some really intricate designs, and I appreciate the value of some of the pieces of the work such as high ceilings, gold & marble fittings etc. My colleague introduces me to her cat who doesn't like the suit he is wearing. He talks back to my colleague saying he would prefer to wear something with a bit of blue in his clothing to bring out his eyes.

I wander around seeing different people in different rooms. On the verandah is an ex-boyfriend of an old friend who I no longer see. We chat for awhile about what I cannot remember. (However the ex-boyfriend was an ex-crim and at the time of my assault I did ask him for a gun, so I could threaten my accuser, I'd forgotten about this until the dream).

I suddenly find a room I didn't notice previously. As I open it, I see the room appears empty, it's an old room with an oldfashioned fireplace but there is no evidence of fire. Just as I'm about to step into it someone slams the door on me. I can't believe there is someone in there, I thought it was empty. I try repeatedly to get in, but the more I push the door open, the more this person pushes back and will not let me in. I suddenly become scared realising I can't see anyone, only feel their force and that perhaps there is a ghost in this house.

I wake up.