We all dream, whether we remember them or not. Most are pleasant, others sometimes not so pleasant. Some dreams remain with us for years, still with the power to please or to frighten. But what triggers dreams?
A true nightmare sometimes causes us to cry aloud, and prevent resuming a quiet night’s rest. A sexual dream can be disappointing if, upon awakening, the dream prince or princess is not a reality.
But what triggers a dream? There have been numerous studies made of our nightime experiences, but it’s still a mystery.
I can still remember a dream I had when I was 11 years old, which encouraged me to jump off the roof with the expectation of flight. Flight dreams are really pretty common, and given our prehistoric beginnings when we either fought or fled, are understandable, but disturbing in a child for obvious reasons.
A long-standing dream of mine which I file under the title “Dog Dreams” in my memory file, was one where I had been kidnapped, and actually turned into a dog who bit my kidnapper, complete with snarling et al. I had this same dream repeatedly for several years. I’m not proud of it, but that’s the way it is.
In a too-vivid dream I had when my youngest daughter was a toddler, she climbed up onto the railing of a bridge in Ireland, and tumbled off before I could catch and save her. At that time, we had never been to Ireland, with no expectation of ever going there. When we eventually did go, I found myself on the very same bridge I had dreamed. It was a terrifying deja vu moment, though my daughter at that time was grown and married.
Another vivid dream which turned out to be delusory, involved two paintings of mine which I hung on someone’s wall, I don’t know whose. I felt they were some of my best work. I actually searched for those two paintings for days before I was convinced that they had merely been a colorful dream. I sometimes think I may find them again.
Are our dreams just the result of a vivid imagination? I doubt that the mystery will ever be solved, but in the meantime, “pleasant dreams”.
3 thoughts on “THE STRANGE POWER OF DREAMS”
I truly believe all dreams are there to tell us something. Either a heads up moment, or a peaceful interlude to a stressful day. It is said in dream therapy that everyone in our dreams is really a manifestation of ourselves. Usually we are struggling with something and either accept, or reject the ideas or thoughts. Most people dismiss them but I love the idea of writing them down. Thanks for sharing yours! xoxo
I hate to think what my “dog dreams” meant. Maybe I’m a German Shepherd!
I agree with Sandra that dreams are trying to tell us something. I’m not so sure that your “dog dreams” were saying something negative about you. Perhaps they were an indication of an inner strength that protected you from outside forces that were trying to take you off your own true course. Have you read Clarissa Pinkola Estes’s “Women Who Run With The Wolves”? She talks about how animals can stand for a woman’s instinctual nature. The dream about the paintings is wonderful.