When Dreams Actually Make Sense!

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I dream a LOT. Almost every night I have long, complicated, involved, vivid dreams that I remember most of in the morning. A lot of times they really don’t make sense to me. I have heard that all dreams will eventually make sense if you think about them enough- they all represent some situation in your real life. I don’t know about that, but I do know that the other night I had a dream that for once makes perfect sense to me!

In the dream, I was walking by an apartment complex when I heard a baby crying. I walked up to the third floor of the building, and found a baby, like 8 months old or so, all alone in an apartment, crying. I picked up the baby and started taking care of it, when the family that lived there came home. The mother of the baby was pissed at me, and accused me of being there to rob them. I was yelling at her to frisk me, then, and that you’re not supposed to just leave your baby alone!

Now, my real-life situation: I recently started temping at my own doctor’s office. She has had one assistant for the past 5 or 6 months, who is a new MA, just out of school- this is where she did her externship and where she’s been working since. I am an established MA with tons of years of experience. I’ve noticed since I’ve been working there that this girl is not really equipped with the knowledge and experience to be doing the job she’s been trying to do. She doesn’t get along with the doctor, either, which only compounds her difficulties, but she doesn’t understand that yet. I’ve been trying to get the place organized and more efficient, and have noticed her fuckups more and more. I feel that at this point she may be starting to resent me, only because I’ve blown in and am trying to fix some long-standing problems there, but not obtrusively, in my view. She’s waiting for a transfer, though, that should come through any day, so she’s not really mad at me, just maybe a bit humbled.

When I woke up from the dream about the baby, it was perfectly clear to me that the dream was an analogy of my work situation. How weird, huh? I think it’s fascinating that your mind can make up a story on it’s own to show you what’s going on that you know but haven’t consciously acknowledged to yourself.

Have you had any dreams lately that have shown you things and you completely understood?

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Short answer, no. Long answer, yes, but they aren’t recent. I tend to remember my dreams as well, and more often than not realize I am dreaming. It seems pretty normal to me, though I know it is not.

Anywho…

~S.P.I.~

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I remember one. I actually made a post about it.

Here is the story:

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I nearly drowned, until I realized I could breathe under water. I also leaped off a cliff, certain I would die when I hit the bottom, but instead landed neatly on my feet and got a pretty cool adrenaline rush. I think both of these dreams were urging me to realize my potential and get over my fears. I haven’t listened to them. :slight_smile:

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Wait, was the gangster named Ray?

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I’ve had a couple of engineering dreams that made perfect sense. One told me how to build a working 3D Television setup. It would work perfectly, but I’d need to get the broadcasters to agree to my setup. And a seach of patent archives shows that (no big surprise) other people had already thought of it.

Another dream was about building little toy cars that ran off of those disposable butane lighters. I don’t see much a market there, though – who wants to use flammablt stuff when you can use ordinary batteries?

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Two nights ago I had a dream that was a perfectly coherent episode of, of all things, Navy NCIS. From the Kate Todd era. I wasn’t in it, I was just watching as though it was on the tube. As far as I know, it was not a broadcast episode.

Weird.

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I invented a game in a dream once. Since then, I have played it in real life with my board-game-playing friends, and it was reasonably fun. The weird thing was, though, in my dream I was convinced that this game was so super-awesome that it would make me rich and famous. Then I woke up and thought “well, that does seem fun, but only to fairly nerdy people, and it’s not really marketable.”

(Since I’m sure you’re all dying of curiosity, the game works like this: Everyone sits in a circle. Someone selects a word, like “dinosaur”. Then, going around the circle from an arbitrary starting point, everyone says another word. Then you go to google and type in a query for “dinosaur (other word)” for each of the other words. Whoever’s word generates the most hits wins the round and gets a point. Then all previous words are rendered ineligible, and the winning word is the starting point for the next round, with whoever won the previous round going last.)

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In the last year or two of our marriage, I had a recurring dream in which my husband was driving our car, I was front seat passenger. We were on winding, mountainous roads with a cliff face to one side, sheer drop off to the other. He was driving fast and I was scared. I kept asking him to slow down. He would smile at me and tell me that everything was perfectly ok and that he knew what he was doing and I just needed to trust him. Somewhat reassured, I’d stop nagging him but then suddenly he’d miss a turn and we’d drive off the edge of the cliff… and as we were falling, the dream would end.

It was a perfect analogy for what he did to our marriage really. I was the passenger, he was at the controls and despite my concerns he trashed everything with his recklessness. I never had that dream again after we split up.

I think my dreams took a car trip as their theme because he always used to freak me out at railway crossings. He’d never look, he’d just speed through if the lights weren’t flashing. I’d always say “You should check to see there’s no train!” and he’d say “The lights weren’t flashing so there’s no train!” and I’d say “What if the lights aren’t working? Bet your life that they never fail? I don’t, so don’t bet mine!”. I was convinced one day he’d get us killed at a level crossing.

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The absolute most vivid dream I ever had:

I was standing on a cliff overlooking a beach and I looked down. I see a little gilr sitting on the beach and go down to her. She says “I was suppose to be your daughter.” I say “What?” (I’ve never been pregnant and never wanted children). She said “My brother and I were suppose to be your children.”

I turn around, and a man who looks exactly like my brother is standing behind me. He says “We were suppose to be your children, but you didn’t have kids. So I had to be born to someone else, and my sister is now my daughter.”

I woke up positively shaking.

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Annie-Xmas, how is that dream supposed make sense?

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It is kind of spooky, if you believe in the metaphysical world.

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My unconscious seems to have a set of routine symbols that it uses for various things that are on my mind. It’s to the point where it’s almost a bit boring. “Yeah, another dream about driving the family in a car and getting lost, means that I’m worried about my career prospects again. Yawn.”

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Perhaps that was his last name… and his ol’ lady was named Gamma.

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It’s a reference to 1920s Style Death Rays.

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“Well, you can call me Ray… or you can call me Jay…”

But then, those 1920s-style death jays were really somethin’.