I have recurring dreams of different themes. Do you?
My main one is flying. It is exhilarating. The sensation is not so much about the flying, but more of the climb to altitude, which is a stretch, but a manageable effort. A powerful sensation of propelling myself up high enough to soar then cruise.
To then look down and revel in the bliss of height and freedom.
I have always dreamt this dream. Apart from times of grief, when my flying ceases, I can usually summon up a flying dream.
I fly a lot when I am content.
My other recurring dream is not an unhappy one, but certainly it is a lot more confusing. I am more hesitant to revel in this dream.
A house with so many superfluous rooms. An old, ramshackle house. With very steep front steps, gracious angles and a tower. With warrens of rooms, Dressing rooms leading off bedrooms. Studies off dining rooms. Larders and sculleries off kitchens. And lots of sets of steps, all interlinking winding nests of rooms.
My house dreams conjure up, in my mind, storage issues - where to stash stuff - almost as if there are simply too many rooms and too much space. I forget which rooms I can use or which I am allowed into and which I would need to clean. I feel overwhelmed and want to feel the simplicity of a two up two down kind of terraced house whose front door has no steps and walks out directly onto a wet cobbled pavement.
I have no idea what these dreams mean. I am curious. But not enough to seek dark meanings or perceived truths about myself.
They are just dreams.
And you? Do you dream in black and white? Or in colour?
Tell me your recurring dreams?
Do you love them or wish they would not intrude upon your rest?