The strangest dream I ever had

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[LadynStFreknBed]

Recurring Dream

My grandfather died when I was 4. He was my favorite relative, by far. I still remember different things we did together.

For years after he died, I had a recurring dream. In the dream, he and I are standing beside a turbulent stream. He takes my hand and helps me across the rocks to the other side. When we reached the other side, I would wake up.

Hyperdictionary.com has pretty much just confirmed how I always interpreted the dream.

Dreaming that you are holding hands with someone, represents your connection with that person. Your dream may also reflect anxieties about losing touch with him/her or that you are drifting apart.

Seeing rocks in your dream means permanence and stability as expressed in the familiar phrase "as solid as a rock". It may also indicate that you are making a commitment to a relationship.

I always thought of this dream as my grandfather's way of telling me that he is here to help me through difficult times.

 

[reignophelia]

Hi.

I too have PTSD. When I finally do fall asleep (I'm such an insomniac) I normally have really weird dreams.

This morning I woke up after having a dream that I was back at my old college (which I had to leave prematurely due to the disorder. I always feel inferior because I don't have a degree yet, and my fellow classmates from high school went to Harvard and such)

In my dream a giant spaceship landed on top of my old dormatory.
I'll attribute the spaceship to that late night "Dr. Who" episode. Or maybe I can read into it as school feels scary and foreign to me.

Anyway.

I have a 19 month old. Hang in there. I didn't sleep for at least a year (or so it felt!) after she was born. It can be especially taxing on those of us who don't fall asleep easily, and need sleep in order to keep a handle on our (very sensitive) stress levels.

 

[elsol]

I think my dreams more reveal what I 'want' than problems, joys, hopes, etc.

For instance, I found out how badly I wanted a particular blond when I had a dream about blowing up the world so that I could turn to her as the first nuke fell and say "Looks like we're going to die, fucking is not a bad way to go."

 

[CeriseNoire]

Strangely, what I dreamt isn't in the dream dictionary.

 

[only_more_so]

I can almost never remember any of my dreams for long after I wake up. But one of my strangest dreams stayed with me:

I was huddled with a bunch of other people in a gulag. It was a ramshackle place in the middle of an artic tundra. The only way to tell the guards from the inmates were the guards wore uniforms and the inmates wore furs, we were all trapped. I was looking down a long hole in the ground in the center of the main room, it was the beginning of an ice tunnel, so rather than getting darker it seemed to be brighter the further down it went. Then it got strange, because a penguin walked in and seemed to say, "There's a way out, follow me." Then the penguin flopped down on it's belly and slid down the ice tunnel and was quickly out of sight. I stood up, letting my furs drop around me and followed the penguin, naked. A small part of my mind was worried about squashing my nuts against the ice, but for some reason in the dream I was a woman. I could feel the ice sliding against my tight nipples and clit. At the bottom of the tube was the ocean, and I plunged into the cold, yet invigorating, water before waking up.

 

[Vermilion]

I can almost never remember any of my dreams for long after I wake up. But one of my strangest dreams stayed with me:

I was huddled with a bunch of other people in a gulag. It was a ramshackle place in the middle of an artic tundra. The only way to tell the guards from the inmates were the guards wore uniforms and the inmates wore furs, we were all trapped. I was looking down a long hole in the ground in the center of the main room, it was the beginning of an ice tunnel, so rather than getting darker it seemed to be brighter the further down it went. Then it got strange, because a penguin walked in and seemed to say, "There's a way out, follow me." Then the penguin flopped down on it's belly and slid down the ice tunnel and was quickly out of sight. I stood up, letting my furs drop around me and followed the penguin, naked. A small part of my mind was worried about squashing my nuts against the ice, but for some reason in the dream I was a woman. I could feel the ice sliding against my tight nipples and clit. At the bottom of the tube was the ocean, and I plunged into the cold, yet invigorating, water before waking up.

You could feel the ice against your clit? I worry about the physiology of the body you were inhabiting....

I had a dream that was almost certainly based on bizarre and petty worries from my everyday life. Totally not worth trying to interpret. I may come back to this thread tomorrow if I dream something more interesting tonight.
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[LadynStFreknBed]

When I had PTSD, all I ever had was nightmares of vivid reenactments of the attack. I don't remember having any weird dreams then.

But then, I have had strange dreams all my life. My ex-husband used to make fun of me because of them.

Do you dream in color? I had a psych teacher who said that no one dreams in color. That's BS. I definitely do.

 

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[only_more_so]

You could feel the ice against your clit? I worry about the physiology of the body you were inhabiting....

Could very well be. One problem I have with remembering dreams is that they always seem to change a little everytime I try to remember them. So maybe I had a penis and breasts, but no testicles to get crushed. Or maybe the whole clit thing was thinking back on it, although I am sure I was a woman which was the most confusing part to me.

Although sometimes I think in a past life or two I was a woman. And I don't even really believe in past lives.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

I'm sorry for your troubles with PTSD and not receiving support from someone you should've had the most support.

Thank you, but I did get support in the form of counseling. I'm okay now. I hope anyone who suffers from PTSD or any of the trauma-induced anxiety disorders gets help (either counseling, medication, or support from family and friends) to overcome those horrible symptoms.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

I do dream in color and notice it more if it's a prominent theme. Such as red (or what I assume red is since I'm colorblind) .

I think it's fascinating that you have the concept of red in your dreams. I never thought about that before.

 

[Vermilion]

I definitely dream in colour, but I only noticed after I had a very odd dream where parts of it involved watching a CCTV monitor in crackly black and white... so parts of my dream were in B+W and some in colour... very odd, but cool.
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[reignophelia]

When I had PTSD, all I ever had was nightmares of vivid reenactments of the attack. I don't remember having any weird dreams then.

But then, I have had strange dreams all my life. My ex-husband used to make fun of me because of them.

Do you dream in color? I had a psych teacher who said that no one dreams in color. That's BS. I definitely do.

I do too, but I wonder if we translate those black and white images from our subconscious into color images when we awaken.

I'm sorry to hear that your ex made fun of you, that's so awful. I'm glad to hear that you've received help.

 

[reignophelia]

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Since I wanted to remember my dream today, I of course didn't have any that stayed with me when I woke up—I wish I could say I had good sleep minus dreams, but I didn't. Though, many of dreams I have common themes or keywords such as tornadoes, rivers and bridges that are in need of repair. These dreams usually stem from major decision making and conflict that arises when I try to avoid making those decisions. Then often I dream that a much loved relative is alive, but in reality they've been dead for sometime. I dream that I get a chance to say goodbye this time when in life, I did not.

My dreams have just been strange lately. It's those intensely emotional dreams that cause me to run to the dictionary. IE departed loved ones, near death, etc. Lately they've just been a mish mash of weird and really really weird. A recurring one though is being able to breathe under water. ( have a phobia of being submerged in large bodies of water.) Then theres the school dream. Always different, yet always the same.

 

[Vermilion]

I have a recurring dream about my teeth loosening, then falling out, always in public. It's so real that when I wake up I am surprised that my teeth are still there and not loose, I worry about them falling out for the next few days after the dream. It's very odd, very stressful and has occurred about 4 times now, roughly once or twice a year.

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