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Two recent snippets survived waking. The first, which seem related to some others I've had over the past year or two, had to do with a rather nasty, decrepit house in which we were living ("we" being wife & I, though she didn't actually appear, but was present by implication, I guess). As in some others recently (year or two) the house was a huge, rambling affair that seemed to keep going in many directions, and didn't seem to "repeat itself" meaning if you went in a single direction then turned around and retraced your steps, you didn't actually come back the way you went originally, but through different hallways & staircases. Some outer walls did not actually exist, that is some rooms were open to the elements. People were living in seeming "apartments" though there were no definitive boundaries to these various apartments; they seemed to flow into each other. I'm pretty sure "we" owned the property, but none of the other inhabitants seemed to be very tenant-like, more like squatters. In this most recent incarnation of the setting (a few nights ago now) water was a big factor (no doubt as a result of the suggestion posed by the fact that our real-waking-life drain was acting up, putting some overflow on the cellar floor); seems like water would flow from walls and down staircases, etc. I should have recorded this sooner; I've lost what few details survived my awakening.
Last night, I was in a similarly rambling arrangement of rooms, but I was not the owner, nor even a regular tenant, but a casual guest, staying over for a night or two. I forget/never knew where I was going, but I was in the midst of a longish journey that I was eager to take up again. My "daughter" – and I don't know which one, I don't think it was one of my real daughters, none of them showed up as an actual character in the dream, it was a fictional daughter, had put my car somewhere, and the somewhere wasn't where I would have put it (apparently I knew my way around this particular dreamscape), nor was it easily findable, so I had to wait for her to return (whence I have no idea) before I could get on my way. I recall that in the dream, getting on my way again was a matter of some urgency to my dreaming self, I didn't like being where I was, and getting to where I was going was important. Daughter did not show up prior to final awakening. I do remember that at some point my dreaming self tried the "This is only a dream so I can make my dreaming self find the car" but I don't think it worked; I (the dreaming "I") did however stop fretting over "Getting on my way" since it realized "it's only a dream."
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those having delirious, pungent and seething artistic moments often have dreams of undiscovered chambers. Youze a creative type, methinks.
ReplyDeleteWell I can sign up to "delirious" and I'll own up to a certain pungency in some departments, but artistic, alas, I'm afraid is only a wish. Now you, cara, on the provoibial other hand...
ReplyDeleteMy mother used to have a "dream" book, came from my old Italian grandparents. I don't know where it is now but I remember my folks and grandfolks used to look up the meaning of particular dreams (if you could read Italian). As a kid, I was always amazed at the "accuracy" of these dream book interpretations. They were always "right on"! Your dream, Dean, would "exercise" that book, work it so far down its well-thumbed pages that the book might self-revolt, close up, and never reopen again, even if you could read Italian. BUT YET, it does seem to make an odd kind of sense. I particularly love the recognition of your "dreaming self" by your "conscious self" and the relationship of those two levels. Dream on!!!
ReplyDeleteI am going to ask Internet Bookshop Italia to help find Joey's nonna's little golden book of dreams so we can help sort out your socks.
ReplyDeleteNearly all the dreams I remember (very few, proportionately) are the "lucid" ones, i.e. when the dreamer becomes aware of the dream state. I"m also intrigued by the repetitive but evolutionary nature of some of the "series" dreams like this one and a couple of others I've written about. Where there are recurring themes or settings, or both, but details change and scenarios might be only vaguely related. Wish I could tell my dreaming self to remember more of them.
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