I have dreamed all my life. I remember dreams I had when I was a young girl. Some were really scary. Some were rather funny. David says he hardly remembers dreaming at all, although one night years ago he was fighting with someone in a dream and he punched me on the arm. I shook him awake and told him what he had done. He didn’t remember the dream. I have very vivid dreams that I remember for a long time. Some I cannot remember as soon as I wake up.
I read one time that we dream in only black and white. Wrong. My dreams are in bold Technicolor and three dimensional. I don’t know whether it’s because my neck has been hurting at night when I am in bed and my synapses are all screwed up, but the last couple of dreams I have had were so vivid and so real, I thought they were really happening. You know those movies made in the fifties where the colors are so vivid? That’s my dreams.
The other night I dreamed David and I were driving in England in our little PT Cruiser and off in the distance I saw the White Cliffs of Dover. Now I have always wanted to go to England and see the cliffs, so in my dream I was really excited. I told David to drive up to them and he made an immediate right hand turn and was driving on a rocky cliff with drop offs on both sides. The really strange thing was, I was standing outside of the car yelling at him to get off the cliff as he bumped and rolled on ahead of me. I was so scared. I ran down this big mountain we were on and saw David driving down the side of it just as easy as pie. My sense of relief was so great, I thought I would cry. We arrived in this village where people were dressed up. The men wore bright blue jackets with white pants and white shoes and the women were wearing what looked like dresses out of the 1930’s, long and slender. The sky was a brilliant blue and the white cliffs that could be seen were so very white. The people were just milling about and I could see just a corner of the cliffs around a corner, but could not get to them. So, I went up to this very tall woman, she was at least six feet tall, with short, curled blonde hair and a very haughty look upon her face, and asked her if there were boats taking tours to the White Cliffs of Dover. She said no, but there……..and there is where I could not understand a single word she was saying. Almost like a foreign language even though she was speaking English. I was very disappointed. Then all the people started to exit this courtyard, going, I knew not where and I tried to walk to the cliffs and saw that the ocean was raging and a storm was at sea. Then I woke up. Hmmmmm.
I don’t know how that dream would be analyzed, but it was very strange.
I dreamed I shot someone in a dream once. I won’t say who as it was a long time ago, but I remember waking up shaking and feeling absolutely horrible and didn’t want to go back to sleep. It wasn’t someone I disliked, either. So, don’t know where that dream came from. It was right after President John F. Kennedy was shot so I probably had shooting on my mind.
When I had a tooth pulled years ago, I had laughing gas. I had a very fun dream during the time I was under. I was having a party with Disney characters with balloons and singing and having a wonderful time. When I came to from the gas, I was laughing and telling the dentist I had just been to a party.
Every night when I go to sleep, I pray to God I will have pleasant dreams. I always wonder what I will dream about. There are certain things I cannot see before I go to sleep. Snakes. I saw some yellow snakes on tv one evening and that very night I dreamed there were yellow snakes under my dresser striking at me. So, I cannot see a snake or even think of one before retiring for the night.
Do you have strange dreams? Do you dream in color? I find dreams very interesting. Do they represent something in our lives? I don’t know. I just know I have a very interesting dream life.
Here’s to dreams, the good ones. Bye.