Toward the end of my senior year of high school, I had dreams almost every night that involved some sort of water situation. It was always something dramatic like me being tossed down a river while passing up people I knew, or being caught in a large tidal wave that swept me away. There were always people in peril that I could not help and I often was fighting for my own life as well. I started to think I was going a bit CooCoo for Cocoa Puffs over the whole thing and I remember being thrilled to find out that the mom of one of my dear friends was taking a psychology class and was studying dream psychology. I’m not sure how it came about, but I spent some time one afternoon in their kitchen telling her mom about my dreams while she took notes and deciphered them for me. Her take on the drowning/dangerous water theme was that as I was facing all this uncertainty with the big decisions ahead of me as I finished high school and trying to reconcile leaving people behind as I moved on, that my brain was simply working through the stress with these water dreams. I thought it made a lot of sense and I still think it’s probably somewhat true.
Interestingly enough, I’ve had these types of dreams repeatedly throughout my life during particularly stressful times. They vary in content, but there is always an epic battle against a raging water source. These are not your typical need-to-get-up-and-take-care-of-bathroom-business type of dreams. lol! These are perilous situations. I find it very interesting that a landlocked Utah girl seems to work the ocean and raging rivers into her subconscious so often. You might wonder why I thought of this as a Memory Monday prompt? Well, I seem to be stuck in the water again lately.
I’ve been having very scary water dreams lately and they often involve me and my children. Once I sat down and thought about it a little, I realized that with my son’s high school graduation only 8 weeks away and with all the BIG decisions ahead of us to help him find the best fit (he has high functioning autism) that it’s not surprising that I feel like I’m drowning.
I have other recurring dreams that are pretty typical, including school-related dreams of not turning in homework or forgetting to attend class all semester and then finding out the final test is today. I have semi-regular dreams of needing to pack or move all of a sudden and everything is a big mess and I can’t get it done in time. Unfortunately, none of my recurring dreams are all that fun. Why can’t I dream about something cool all of the time?
So my thought-provoking question to all of you is this: Do you have recurring dreams? If so, what are they about? Why do you think you have them, and what do you think they mean? Have you ever told other people about these dreams? Have you ever written them down? Ever thought about scrapbooking/blogging/documenting them? Interesting stuff to think about on a Memory Monday!