Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Dream Revisited

I think we all have dreams that occur more than once. That thought that creeps in at the oddest of times, or maybe it comes when you are in the same mood, or maybe when you've eaten something odd.

One of my dreams involves a beach and gigantic waves. Waves that are impending doom. Waves that are going to crash on top of me and probably leave me tumbling underwater for minutes. I take deep breaths. I try to hold onto something stable. And these dreams have been around since college. So well before tsunamis and that whole business.

Last night I dreamt I was in Australia (should I leave out that the Australia detail probably comes from watching ONE episode of the new Real World TWO days ago??), watching these beautiful huge waves just rise and fall, with minimal concern of them landing over me. I could see the sun reflecting and almost create lightening type brilliance off of the blue water. Like flash bulbs going off. I was sitting outside of a beach house (this detail perhaps come from the book I was reading before bed The Memory Keeper's Daughter), and the water kept creeping up to my feet, as the tide was coming in. Alongside me are my parents. And perhaps there was an owner of the house, because Lord knows we don't summer in Sydney. One of those nightmare waves was suddenly on the horizon. I go to take a deep breath, and my mom just calmly gets up and goes in the house, and we all follow. And poof the fear was over. Thanks Mom!!

I think when I am feeling overwhelmed this dream comes along. Last night I was in a car accident. It was not my fault. And now I just have to hope all the reimbursements come from the other guy's insurance company and my car gets fixed and it is all good. I am worried my car and its damage will make it not quite the same.

Funny note: I think my subconscious gave my mom a reprieve by having her be the hero in my dream. When I called my parents to see if they could come to the scene and assist, my mom is like, "Uh, yea. Let me give the phone to your dad. I was going to go workout." I giggled...thanks mom!!

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