Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Sweet Dreams?


It seems like the older I get the less I dream. Or is it that my memory is bad and I don't remember the dream I had? One dream I have had a lot in the past in falling. Usually it's getting "winged" off of a roller coaster or just spinning out of control. Here's what that is supposed to represent:
A feeling or fear of abandonment, especially feeling abandoned by a "caretaker" such as a partner, employer, or by God
A feeling or fear of a loss of security or control, or a sudden lack of foundation in your life, such as a situation where "the rug is pulled out from under you"

Uh yeah, I get that one.

Here's another one I had years ago that was very vivid. I had a dream that a German shepherd was biting my hand viciously...I could almost feel the pain. This is it's meaning:
An aggressive dog can mean you're feeling afraid or threatened (often by a perceived emotional threat) in your real life.

This is one of the scariest ones I've ever had. I was trying to run from a bullet and the anxiety of when it was going to hit my back was intense. Here the meaning on this one:
Being shot or someone who wants to shoot you can represent feelings or fear of attack, persecution, judgment, or other hostility

Have you ever dreamed your teeth were falling out?
A person's teeth can relate to your feelings about that person's:
Health and well-being
Ability to do things for oneself or handle tasks in one's own life
Ability to articulate and express oneself
in your life.


And there's the one about being pregnant:
A process or project somewhere in your life
Responsibility for another person, animal, etc. somehow in your life
Responsibility for self or for your inner child
A curiosity about pregnancy



How about you? What are some of the things you dream about?




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THE BLOGGERS PRAYER

Lord help me to learn to spell without spellcheck,
manage to visit all that visit me, and post regularly -
all in 5 minutes a day, so that I can clean house
and take care of my family.
Help me to not look at every occurrence in my life as a blog post, and to quit taking pictures of weird things to share as well. Please Lord, help me to stop talking about my blog friends as though they are next door neighbors or someone I have known all of my life.
And help me dear Lord, to think of something witty and wise to post tomorrow.
----The Dust Bunny Hostage



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