Life is But a Dream
Aug. 12th, 2017 08:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nyykiMy subconscious is trying to drive me mad.
I tend to have somewhat interesting dreams. They're often complex, dealing with multiple things and on multiple levels, and they also can be pretty epic in scope. I've dreamed vast quests, shattered worlds, crazy utopian tales, and all manner of things that would put both a Hollywood director and the associated scriptwriters and editors in a mental institution. Dream reality is of course a lot less "normal" than consensual reality, but mine tend to surprise folks when I tell them about them because mine are so much more unreal. I also find myself psychoanalyzing my dreams, not only outside the dream but while I'm still in it, so I've had some interesting revelations while I was dealing with my subconscious in an up close, intimate, and direct way. It's different to say the least.
Recently I've been having dreams about disorganized spaces and dealing with a lot of stuff, but unlike the typical dreams of this type they involve me completing the organization or putting things away. This indicates to me that there's something I'm finishing up. There's something I'm ready to let go and integrate it into my life, because the clutter and trying to manage it is a subconscious representation of stress and looking for solutions. That would be all well and good if I had the slightest idea what it is I'm relaxing about. I know I'm not done with the processing yet, because I haven't had any "speed" dreams -- dreams where someone is moving at a high rate of speed, feeling under control, tend to be about being in a good place and comfortable with their place in the world. This is why speed dreams never seem to happen in the same night where someone is taking a test after missing every class period or having trouble gettinto a locker.
I suspect I'll figure out what's getting resolved. I know what the stress is about, as I've got a major ritual coming up over Labor Day weekend, and I'm putting it together and hosting it. It should be interesting once that's done. (And I've got several folks invited to it, including a Rolodex, so it'll be a chance to show off some ritual design skills while honoring a very great goddess too)
But that's a bit of musing on this warm Saturday morning after being woken up by the power gong off for about an hour.
I tend to have somewhat interesting dreams. They're often complex, dealing with multiple things and on multiple levels, and they also can be pretty epic in scope. I've dreamed vast quests, shattered worlds, crazy utopian tales, and all manner of things that would put both a Hollywood director and the associated scriptwriters and editors in a mental institution. Dream reality is of course a lot less "normal" than consensual reality, but mine tend to surprise folks when I tell them about them because mine are so much more unreal. I also find myself psychoanalyzing my dreams, not only outside the dream but while I'm still in it, so I've had some interesting revelations while I was dealing with my subconscious in an up close, intimate, and direct way. It's different to say the least.
Recently I've been having dreams about disorganized spaces and dealing with a lot of stuff, but unlike the typical dreams of this type they involve me completing the organization or putting things away. This indicates to me that there's something I'm finishing up. There's something I'm ready to let go and integrate it into my life, because the clutter and trying to manage it is a subconscious representation of stress and looking for solutions. That would be all well and good if I had the slightest idea what it is I'm relaxing about. I know I'm not done with the processing yet, because I haven't had any "speed" dreams -- dreams where someone is moving at a high rate of speed, feeling under control, tend to be about being in a good place and comfortable with their place in the world. This is why speed dreams never seem to happen in the same night where someone is taking a test after missing every class period or having trouble gettinto a locker.
I suspect I'll figure out what's getting resolved. I know what the stress is about, as I've got a major ritual coming up over Labor Day weekend, and I'm putting it together and hosting it. It should be interesting once that's done. (And I've got several folks invited to it, including a Rolodex, so it'll be a chance to show off some ritual design skills while honoring a very great goddess too)
But that's a bit of musing on this warm Saturday morning after being woken up by the power gong off for about an hour.
