Dreams

in Heaven
What dreams have you had recently? (The kind where you sleep and experience/see things happening, not hopes for the future.) This is a place to post that.
* Important--if someone believes their dreams are spiritually meaningful, or otherwise metaphysical, as this is Heaven, arguing about that would belong in Purgatory. Some people may think their dreams are just neurochemical brain movies, some may think they're foretelling, some may think they're going to other worlds, or meeting loved ones again who have passed, or in some other way metaphysical, or God nudging them, and some may think they're a mixture of all of the above, depending on the case. (I'm in this last category here--I think it depends on the dream...) Mentioning what one thinks of one's dream is fine, and some might ask what others think about their dreams, but please don't argue here.
So what are some recent dreams you've had?
* Important--if someone believes their dreams are spiritually meaningful, or otherwise metaphysical, as this is Heaven, arguing about that would belong in Purgatory. Some people may think their dreams are just neurochemical brain movies, some may think they're foretelling, some may think they're going to other worlds, or meeting loved ones again who have passed, or in some other way metaphysical, or God nudging them, and some may think they're a mixture of all of the above, depending on the case. (I'm in this last category here--I think it depends on the dream...) Mentioning what one thinks of one's dream is fine, and some might ask what others think about their dreams, but please don't argue here.

So what are some recent dreams you've had?
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In some of my dreams I walk away from somewhere I know, but "can't find my way home" (to plagiarize a song title). In real life, I have a terrible sense of direction.
I also used to have the dream of realising an exam was coming up, and I hadn't started any study for it.
OMG I get those sometimes too, both teaching and attending. And often I’m lost trying to find the classroom or building…
But mostly they are a fairly self-evident reflection of fears and anxieties. Current leitmotifs of the ones I can remember are hotels and journeys. I am forever in a hotel, sometimes looking for my room, sometimes vainly trying to find my way out. Journeys are invariably nightmarish, whether I am trying to go away or get home. Buses do not appear, or don't stop, the last train has gone, I don't have the right documents to board the plane, I can't find my location on my phone - which in any case has turned into a sandwich.
And of course the ones about taking an exam in a subject you haven't studied, or failing to go into the office. It can be a relief to wake up and realise you are long done with school and work.
Consequently I am rather glad about my lack of dreaming!
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
I find it disconcerting that at the moment of waking the busy dream world often vanishes so completely. You have maybe a word or an image which you think will recall it, but it's like trying to grab smoke.
But I sometimes find that as I settle to sleep I recall the previous night’s dream.
Occasionally I have been really glad to wake up and realise I’ve been dreaming. I used to do voluntary work until Mr P died. Most recently in my dream I returned to the building, realised I hardly knew anybody, found the building had changed and was hard to negotiate, with many rickety stairs, low ceilings and other discomforts. That seems to confirm my decision not to go back!
In another part of my dream, I was being sent for auditions by a theatrical agent I'd just signed up with, and someone had sent me a bouquet!
At least it made a change from strandings in strange cities, and morphing electronics.
The first was about my late ex-husband. We were walking on a sidewalk along some storefronts. We were having such a nice conversation and I told him that was what I missed about him. Many years ago, I had forgiven him for the abuse I suffered from him, but the hurt feelings remained. After that dream, that hurt has been almost completely gone!
The other dream was just last week, and it was about my dad. I've had several dreams about him and my mom, which was actually comforting. In this dream, we were riding bicycles to the beach, and we stopped by an old poinciana or jacaranda tree that had a lot of limbs and branches on the ground. Mom and Dad started cleaning up the branches and Dad had a chainsaw that he used to cut some of the large broken limbs that were still on the tree. I was worried that we wouldn't make it to the beach before dark. Mom and I got on our bikes to leave and Dad said that he wouldn't be joining us. My heart hurt, but I knew it was the right thing for him to do. So, I'll see if he turns up in any of my dreams in the future!
I also get a similar dream where I'm trying to find a really wonderful part of woodlands or gardens that I've been to in past dreams - again, based on an amalgamations of real life woodlands and gardens I've been to, but better and magical.
And then there is the dream that my Maths A level exam is approaching and I haven't been to the lessons, and the numbers mean nothing to me, just some strange confusing code, and I know it's too late and I'm going to fail. In reality, back when I did my A levels, I went to all the lessons and did well in the exams. I have a similar dream about writing my dissertation, where I realise I'll never be able to get it done and I will fail my degree. In reality, in the degrees I did, I did leave my dissertations to the last minute, but I still did well.
I also get a weird dream that I'm going back to school, and it's embarrassing, because I'm an adult, way older than the other pupils!
I've had that sort of dream several times. I've been told that it's your subconscious telling you that you have unrecognised talents and potential you didn't know about.
One entry was "to dream of currying a horse". I immediately thought of the world's biggest Indian meal! (I assume they meant combing a horse with a curry comb)
I very, very rarely remember my dreams, I mostly just wake up and think "What the **** did I have to drink last night?" because they tend to be wildly surreal.
That's the standard interpretation- I could do with the Unconscious being a bit more obvious about what talents (I'm pretty sure I know mine by now).
@fineline your compilation dreams sound lovely.
Last night featured a tutor from university days, plus a neighbour from across the street - both now dead, and no connection- bar that - between them. Also a stone cliff faced with blue slabs that was in the process of collapsing.
I've had that dream a lot too. It's always disappointing to wake up to my boring little home! But I think I already know I have unrealised potential - it seems quite common in autistic people, where organisational/processing/multitasking difficulties can make basic survival a challenge, taking all your energy, despite talent that could in theory have been used (if you had a personal organiser person who did all that other stuff for you!).
Though I wonder if the dream is also influenced by all those books one reads in childhood of kids exploring old houses and finding secret passageways and tunnels - all very exciting and magical to read as a kid, capturing the imagination. I tend to think my adult mind is remembering this and wondering why I haven't encountered it yet!
Last night, part of my dream involved wading across a muddy meadow - but I know where that came from, because I was watching a video about Runnymede and Magna Carta, and they made the point about how squelchy the meadow was!
Ha, I've walked in that meadow and it can get very squelchy when there's lots of rain. I've never dreamed about it though. I find my dreams are often a very surreal combination of things I've encountered during the day, and ideas I've thought about.