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Ever notice how some dreams and dream images stick with you, even though others evaporate before you're even truly awake?
For me, it's often setting and its associated feelings that bump around in my brain, jostling my waking moments (sometimes years after the dream), although people, critters, and events may also keep me company. Dream fragments from last night include a dusty--er, well, dusty is an understatement, dusty as in chalky plaster dust and crumbles, some as big as a marble--dining room with rose-colored flowered wallpaper, and cuddling an owl in my arms while I worried about mice climbing onto the dining table where my husband wanted to serve a meal. Why I didn't think to let the owl take care of the mice, I don't know. It feels important to mention that the owl's feathers were soft, but also full of the gritty dust.
Although I can sometimes make a connection between my life and my dreams, more often the dreams stand apart, with no clear relationship to my waking life. For instance, I've never held an owl, never thought that owls would be particularly cuddly, and can't remember any owls hanging around yesterday, or even coming up in conversation. Also, my dining room has been converted to an office, there is no wallpaper anywhere in my house, the house I was in in the dream wasn't even remotely like my home, and even with my poor housekeeping skills, nothing is covered in plaster dust, nor do we have mice. (Mice? With six cats? Nope. The mice are smarter than that.)
My dreams do have themes, however. Houses, especially old houses, are one of those themes, so last night's dream was not especially unique in that respect. One of my favorite old-house dreams had me purchasing a crumbling mansion for a tiny sum. It was haunted, of course, but who could have guessed that the indoor basketball court would double as Hell's ballroom?
What about your dreams? Do you have dream images or events that linger, haunting your waking life? Do your dreams tie in to current or past events in your life? Are there recurring themes? Or, do they seem to well from some divergent universe?
For me, it's often setting and its associated feelings that bump around in my brain, jostling my waking moments (sometimes years after the dream), although people, critters, and events may also keep me company. Dream fragments from last night include a dusty--er, well, dusty is an understatement, dusty as in chalky plaster dust and crumbles, some as big as a marble--dining room with rose-colored flowered wallpaper, and cuddling an owl in my arms while I worried about mice climbing onto the dining table where my husband wanted to serve a meal. Why I didn't think to let the owl take care of the mice, I don't know. It feels important to mention that the owl's feathers were soft, but also full of the gritty dust.
Although I can sometimes make a connection between my life and my dreams, more often the dreams stand apart, with no clear relationship to my waking life. For instance, I've never held an owl, never thought that owls would be particularly cuddly, and can't remember any owls hanging around yesterday, or even coming up in conversation. Also, my dining room has been converted to an office, there is no wallpaper anywhere in my house, the house I was in in the dream wasn't even remotely like my home, and even with my poor housekeeping skills, nothing is covered in plaster dust, nor do we have mice. (Mice? With six cats? Nope. The mice are smarter than that.)
My dreams do have themes, however. Houses, especially old houses, are one of those themes, so last night's dream was not especially unique in that respect. One of my favorite old-house dreams had me purchasing a crumbling mansion for a tiny sum. It was haunted, of course, but who could have guessed that the indoor basketball court would double as Hell's ballroom?
What about your dreams? Do you have dream images or events that linger, haunting your waking life? Do your dreams tie in to current or past events in your life? Are there recurring themes? Or, do they seem to well from some divergent universe?
