Saturday, February 7, 2009

Dream a Little Dream

I am, if I do say so myself, the greatest dreamer I know.

In this case I must point out that I do not mean daydreaming or future dreaming, though I am well accopmlished at those as well.

What I am referring to here is nocturnal brain cinema. I have the craziest, wildest, most vibrant and active dreams of anyone I know.

I have dreamed that I was a knight, fighting for a lady's honor. I have dreamed that I was a spy, in danger of being caught. I have dreamed that I was a murderer, and no one knew. I have dreamed that I was a bank robber, and a damn fine one at that.

I have had dreams where I can run faster than any human, and dreams where I try and try to run but get nowhere. I have had dreams where I have lived forever, and dreams where I have died almost instantly.

I rarely fly in my dreams, but often fall, and land.....hard.

I had a reoccuring dream for many years. I was in a house, and no one knew who I really was. Then one night, at dinner, a stranger came looking for me. I ran out the back of the house and jumped in an old truck. When I got in the truck I fumbled to get the right key in the ignition. I always failed, and would be shot and killed while trying to get away.

Then, one night, as I ran from the house, I had an inter-dream lucidity moment and knew what I must do to get out of the dream. I found the correct key as I ran to the truck. When I jumped in, I started it and got away. For the first time in years of having that dream I moved on in it. Several more things happened, and the dream actually was rather disturbing after that, but I have never had it again.

Once I dreamed that I saved a good friend from a very dangerous foe using a claymore sword. It was awesome.

And one special night I dreamed about the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Indeed, she was the most beautiful woman ever to grace the earth. She was Helen of Troy, Cleopatra, Aphrodite, and Jessica Biel all in one. And for the life of me I cannot remember a single thing about her. I know she was there, but her beauty was so grand my mind cannot recreate her.

I dream about people I know and people I don't. I always find it interesting when I see people I don't actually know in my dreams. It is fascinating to see what my mind creates.

Some people think dreams have hidden meaning, and I think that is probably true, though I never really try to delve into mine.

When they are disturbing, like my dreams last night, I pray for the Lord to clear my mind. When they are hilarious and odd, like my dream the night before last, I relish them and try to remember every detail.

What about you? Do you dream? What do you dream of? C'mon, tell us. Maybe you can claim my title of best dreamer....but I doubt it.


Liz.EJ.Lizzard.Elizabeth. said...

well you see, my dreams are so mis-jointed and therefore don't make sense. I always seem to b eon the move in my dreams, usually running away from something, someone. Last night for instance, I was dreaming that I was running from a cruel man that had found me yet again. But then when I found a place to hide my car, these asian guys thought I needed help, and started "sanding" my car with logs. I wordlessly tell them to go away, idiots!

Kelley said...

i think the dream about the beautiful woman was me. haha jk you just left that wide open for me! my dreams are quite crazy too... especially the ones i get shot in.

em. said...

my dreams are so frustrating... right when the climax of the story is about to start, i wake up...UGH, seriously! and i never have recurring dreams.
I do remember my dreams really well and when i know the people i am dreaming about means i am about to wake up...crazy!

rachel rianne said...

i think i'd just rather listen to your stories about your dreams,
because they seem WAY cooler than mine.

rawbean said...

Last night I dreamed I had a baby. I dreamed the water breaking part, and then there was a baby, but no labor. Wouldn't that be cool? But the baby was super cute -- and it looked like me as a baby (so I guess the super cute part goes without saying).

R.W. Shipshape said...

I, too, am an avid dreamer. The reoccurring ones usually involve tornadoes.

You know you are a Kansas girl when your dreams are filled with tornadoes...