Friday, September 13, 2013

Can you tell me the meaning of this dream?

At sixteen, life is wonderful.  I'm running through the forest, trying to find a special place.  I know it's just past the Orc-like Copse and the Sycamore Woods.  I continue to run, barefoot and free, my strawberry blonde hair flowing behind me as I laugh . . . because he'll be there.  I turn, dancing through a bend in the road, and then chance upon a tiny stream.  It tickles my toes as I trace the water, making dozens of pulsing circles on its surface.
    That's when the birds fly away, and I turn.  He's arrived. 
    A man steps from the brush, looking happy and free, like a Greek God.  We hold hands and run to the top of some crazy hill that never existed anywhere except in my dreams.  Then my best friend from high school and I run and jump.  We smile and laugh as the wind hits our faces.  Our feet land in soft mud and we skid to the bottom where there's a gorgeous glade.
   And the whole time, I can't get over this feeling: having a friend who wants nothing more than to be friends with me forever.
    And that's where the dream used to end . . . until my life fell apart when I was seventeen.

    There's something strange about running away as a teenager.  It can make things worse, maybe even subconsciously.  I'm not sure if I should have stayed, with all the rumors and terrible things that happened right before I left Utah.  But what I do know is that the dream changed afterward.

I'm sixteen and I'm running through an ever-darkening forest, trying desperately to find a special place.  I know it's just past the foreboding Orc-like Copse and the spindly Sycamore Woods.  I run, barefoot, my matted strawberry hair is practically glued to my greasy forehead.  I turn, hurtling through a bend in the road before lurching into a rushing river.  It bites my aching feet and it doesn't even ripple when I try washing my hands in it.
    That's when the birds fly away, and I turn. But no one is there. So I sprint parallel to the water . . . alone.  I clutch my own hands to keep from shaking and dart to the top of some crazy hill that only taunts me in my dreams.  Then I jump off the edge.  The wind hits my face.  And when I land, instead of the ground being soft and muddy, it's filled with thorns and rocks.  I tumble to the bottom and cry.

You want to know something strange?  For the first time in 13 years, I had the first dream again.  What could this possibly represent?  
    I'm so confused.  Everyone says we can learn about ourselves by being alone.  Maybe I'm learning something new and my dream is trying to show me?


  1. That's pretty awesome! I think you are finding that same something inside you that gave you the courage to runaway, the confidence to be on your own, the knowledge that you had all you needed within yourself to be complete. I think you have been going around a mountain and God has brought you back to the beginning. The question is, are you ready to leave the mountain? Or are you going to wander it for another thirteen years? Love you!!

  2. I have no idea.

    It's possible that your subconscious is now free to dream and hope of good things again. Things that aren't the harsh reality that is life.

    Or maybe you just ate something really good for dinner.

    Either way, I can say, is that you can't look for a sign, or rely on a dream for "answers". I don't know if you're like me, but when I divorced with two small kids (2 under 2) I wanted to be okay, like, right then. Pronto! Chop! Chop!

    It so didn't work that way. And even when I thought I was okay, and really good with where I was and WHO I was, I still had more to learn. It's a process, and you can't rush or question it or it doesn't turn out right.

    But for the record, my dreams are still really crazy. Last night I dreamt that I was walking around asking people what day it was so I could figure out if I needed to go to work, or could go back to bed.


    Seriously. No more ice cream before bed for me. :)

  3. i don't know the meaning of the dream but for a lady who writes, it sounds like a great excerpt for a book! maybe you could expand on it some more! :)

  4. It sounds to me like you're starting to get your self confidence back!!

  5. Hmmmmm. Maybe your dream is taking you back to a better time because you now have the opportunity to start over and make your life better.


  6. Showing you the the crap storm will pass and away you'll go all confident and grand in your land

  7. I know they say a recurring dream is generally a sign of something yet to be resolved in your life.

    Have you thought about looking up any of the free online Dream Dictionaries that are available?

  8. I'm with Petty Witter on the recurring dream being a sign of something unresolved in your life. What that is for you, I don't know. I guess you'll have to do some serious soul searching to figure it out.

  9. Dear Elisa, my thoughts about dreams are that they are individual to each person because each person has her/his own vocabulary of symbolism. But surely to have lost the dream and now to have found it again says something about your finding yourself again after a number of years of being lost in a land filled with terror and fright. Peace.

  10. Sorry, interpreting dreams is not something I do, I'm not big on symbolism.

  11. The other people in our dreams are always another part of ourselves. Sounds like you are starting to heal.

  12. I have no idea. It's very interesting about unresolved issues, but who knows. I just wanted you to know I'm glad you have this forum to air things out. I'm rooting for you.

  13. You know I heard once that reoccurring dreams happen when our psyche is trying to work out a particular feeling or problem.

    Your first dream sounds very spiritual, loved, and free. The second sounds abandoned, unprotected, and afraid.

    But I think only you can know for sure.

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  15. I am only guessing, but it sounds like as you've gotten older your illusions have faded and been replaced by an inevitable cynicism, or perhaps fear? Anyway, going through what you're now going through sometimes your mind knows that you have to have something to give you hope or you won't make it through, so you have a surprisingly hopeful and happy dream instead of the dark dream you might expect.