For the past several days I have had an anxious feeling about me. It's a nervous feeling like butterflies in my stomach. Maybe that's why I have been having restless dreams.
I had two dreams last night; one left me unsettled because it was sad. It reminded me of times in my young teens when I would wake up in the middle of the
night in a panic. I would think I was alone, maybe abandoned, and I would run through the
house in a state short of hysteria and turn on all the lights to make sure someone else was
there with me.
My first dream last night was within a dream with the same feeling, but a little
different. I dreamed I was dreaming I was at my parents' house and I had
that same feeling of panic. But this time the panic was more specific;
I was looking for my mother. I was crying and calling for her over and
over. I remember running into the kitchen and turning on the light and
saying, "Mama, please be in here cooking," and she wasn't. Then I
went room to room saying similar things and calling for her and crying.
In the outer dream my husband was trying to wake me up because I was
crying out loud in my sleep. I don't know if i was really crying out
loud or not, he didn't say anything about it this morning.
The other dream I had last night was a recurring dream theme for me. I had a
huge house but my family only lived in a few small rooms. There was big
unfinished family room with a fireplace that we never used. It still had
contractor's white paint, no furniture and it was filthy, like we had
been storing outdoor furniture or gardening tools in it. I asked my
sister-in-law, the decorator, to help me finish it after the holidays
because I was tired of having a room I couldn't even use.
In
this same dream my husband came in the room with packages one of us had ordered from
Amazon.com. There was so much stuff in the order! I realized that I
had used my shopping cart as a wish list (like i always do) and forgot
to remove the wished for items before the order was placed. So all this
stuff that I really didn't want, nor could I afford, was piled in the unused room, adding to the
clutter and frustration.
The
first dream is a little obvious to me. It's Christmas and I miss my mother. I've been struggling with some personal things, and she is not here to tell me it will all work out. That's what mother's do best, make you believe everything will be alright. I guess these things that have been subconsciously making me anxious have come to a point where I just need her to tell me not to worry.
The second dream is just plain aggravating. The houses in my dreams are so fantastic, but I never get to fully enjoy them because of the forgotten rooms. I read once that the dream of finding extra, unused rooms in your home symbolizes God's blessings you have not yet realized. If that is true, then what
is it in my life that is causing all of the clutter, blocking me from
receiving God's blessings? What needs to be done to clean out the rooms
and use them to my benefit and enjoyment? I wish my mother was here to tell me.
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