In the last century, I like to say this way because it sounds more interesting, when I entered university, one of the first conferences I attended had to do precisely with dreams. In that conference I learned that we can have many dreams per night (4, 5, 8) and that this is the reason why the next morning, when we remember the dreams, it is confusing: because we mix up the dreams.
I also learned there that after we wake up, we remember what we dreamt in the first five minutes, after that time we most likely forget it. That is why it is recommended that we have on our bedside table, or near the bed, something where we can quickly write down at least words or elements that help us remember what we dreamt.
Another interesting thing is that while we sleep and we feel that we fall, our body makes that involuntary movement in bed, it is because “according to” our soul is returning to our body or we are passing from one level to another level of sleep.
Anyway, dreams have always been an interesting subject for me and a mystery, because there are so many theories about them, that we could not only make horror stories, but also thousands of science fiction stories. Personally, I dream a lot and sometimes I remember vividly what I dream. In my life I have had many premonitory dreams and many times I have experienced Déja vu that leave me like a leaf in the breeze: trembling. But the idea is to talk about our recurring dreams, I will therefore talk about three of them:
Maybe because I live near the sea, one of the most recurrent dreams is that I look at it from the shore or I am inside it. Sometimes the sea is calm, but sometimes it is a monster that rises and can overtake the houses, the trees. In my dreams, the sea always breathes (it goes up and down as if it were sleeping), also sometimes it is blue like the sky, but sometimes it is black like the wings of a crow. Some dreams are nightmarish, but most of them are normal dreams, where the sea is the background scenery for a meeting, for a farewell, or I just stare at the sea as if it wanted to tell me something and I can't decipher it.
In another dream that comes from time to time, I am running away. I don't know what I'm running away from, in my dreams I do, but after I wake up, I ignore it, and the places I've hidden in can vary from an abandoned house, to I've gone to another country. My flight is sometimes calm. As if I were traveling or moving to a new place. In my dreams someone asks me:
_What are you doing here? -and I answer, in the most normal way:
_I'm running away. -I say as if I am telling the time. But at other times the flight is frantic, as if my life depended on it. With dreams of this kind I have awakened in tears, startled and left in an overwhelming state of helplessness.
And finally the stairs. I always dream about stairs. Sometimes I go down, sometimes I go up. Generally the stairs are endless, infinite, which makes the whole dream just that: going down them or going up them. On the stairs I can run into people I know, living or already dead, and also with unknown people. For example, sometimes I dream of a boy that while I go down the stairs, he goes up the stairs and looks at me in the eyes so deeply that I stop, I always stop, but he keeps going up and although I want to go up with him, hypnotized by those eyes, I can not, I have to keep going down. I think if in reality I see those eyes, I am able to recognize them. Hahaha.
In my family, my paternal grandmother, every time we had a dream, she would decipher it:
_I dreamed yesterday about bird, maíta,” I would tell her and my grandmother would immediately ask me:
"Was it flying or perched on a branch?" -she would ask me and according to what I told her, she would say what it was.
In a world where man knows more than fresh fish, where his knowledge is unlimited, the fact that there are still doubts about dreams, what they mean and why they originate, seems to me the most extraordinary thing in the world, because as long as there are doubts, there will be curiosity and as long as there is curiosity, the world will continue breathing, awake, inquiring.
Calderón de La Barca said that “dreams are just dreams”. I am one of those who prefer to believe that behind them there is a mystery, a message that we must decipher that has to do with our past or future lives, or a life of our own in a parallel universe.
The images are from my personal gallery and the text was translated with Deepl
This is my participation this week for our great friend @ericvancewalton's initiative: Memoir monday. If you want to participate, here's the link to the invitation post
Thank you for reading and commenting. Until a future reading, friends
I always wonder if my dreams have meaning.
Deep down I am afraid they might.
If they do, I want to know what they mean. If they do, I am afraid of what they might mean. 👀
I think they do have meaning and sometimes more meaning than we think. I also feel at times very afraid, especially knowing what is behind some nightmares, but anyway: it is material for further reading. Greetings and thanks for your comment
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I agree with you that I like dreams and what they can mean, they are not just dreams to me.
Once I had a word corrected in a dream and it impressed me, like when he was able to speak another language fluently. I love being able to remember them and sometimes they last for days in my mind.
I enjoyed reading you.
Greetings and hugs.
Friend, I hope you are well!!! Remembering some dreams can have its appeal, especially if we look for their meaning, what is in our unconscious. I have read that blind people can have dreams of places, even if they don't see and that there are black and white dreams, so having a dream in another language may be possible. A hug and take care of yourself
I used to have recurring dreams a bit close to your second type of dream;
It's cool your grandma used to help you decipher your dreams; sometimes, I wish I had someone like that.
Dreams sometimes are mysterious, while I believe that some are just mere fragments of our thoughts and emotions and do also believe some are a way of passing messages to us.
Your dreams are interesting, and it is nice to read from you.
Yes, many people say that dreams have to do with our fears and our desires, and perhaps that is true. Greetings and thanks for commenting
Funny how it sounds like ancient times, right?
I do believe our dreams may seem like a mishmash at times, but often may be a reflection of things we've not dealt with, or possibly as you say, things yet to come!
Weird how we remember a dream so clearly when we first wake up, yet most times forget the details. I need to have a little notebook next to the bed, in fact I'm placing one there as soon as I get up from my PC.
Interesting response @nancybriti1
Yes, every time I tell my students: when I graduated, when I was born, when I studied in the last century, students open their eyes in surprise. But literally: it was in the last century. hahaha. Okay, you should get a notebook and write down. Even, suddenly in dreams they can give you a number to win the lottery and you can forget it. hahaha. Thanks for your comment, @lizelle. Regards and thanks for the support
Haha I want to dream about those lottery numbers ;)
Have a great day further @nancybriti1
Likewise! ;)
I think of dreams the same way, they usually contain some kind of message or guidance for us. I found this video that might have an explanation for what happens in our dream state.
It's very interesting to think about. Thanks for your contribution this week Nancy!
I'm going to watch that video, Eric! And thanks to you for taking my suggestion into account and for this beautiful initiative. I hug you tightly.
Good day, friend