"Where did you go you stupid thing?", i stammered as i frantically began to search under and behind all the furniture in my room.
i love sleeping. there are many nights where i don't sleep very well even though i am tired and worn out from the day's activities. other days i can sleep in for hours and wake up feeling more tired than i did when i fell asleep. falling asleep with someone in my arms is one of the best feelings in the world. breathing rhythmically as we fall asleep and waking up hoping the other person doesn't smell our breath before we brush.
now i'd like you to think about some of the dreams you have had throughout your life. we all have those weird ones that we have remembered over the years because they were so abstract. maybe you remember dreams that involved significant people in your life. have you ever had a dream about someone who has passed away? it is very interesting to experience a dream like that. most of my dreams of passed family members are as if they were simply in the background and i have had a few where they have talked to me about something. waking up was a weird feeling. i have laid in bed for an hour after waking up, simply trying to remember the entire conversation in the dream and interpreting what it meant. it is quite interesting to say the least.
what about a recurring dream? stop reading for a second and think about what it was, who or what was in it and where it takes place. now don't go assuming im a dream interpreter or that i follow all of that stuff, however i do believe that our minds are very complex and capable of great things. when we are asleep our minds are free to roam and explore the infinity that is our imagination.
almost 11years ago, when i was 18yrs old, i had my first "encounter" with this dream.
i woke up suddenly with the feeling that something was on my chest. like a small weight of some sort. as i moved to sit up something scurried off of me and crawled up the wall disappearing into the dark corner of the ceiling. i thought it was a weird experience and went back to sleep shortly thereafter. i do not remember the second time it happened or what the date was but i know it was the exact same experience. the third time it happened the creature crawled across the wall and down to the floor instead of up toward the ceiling. i quickly jumped out of bed and turned on my light."Where did you go you stupid thing?", i stammered as i frantically began to search under and behind all the furniture in my room. i had grown tired of the same dream and waking up feeling this hand sized spider like creature on top of my chest and face.
i had looked up many interpretations of dreams involving spiders and apparently there are quite a lot of people who have spider dreams and even recurring spider dreams. most of the websites out there say that a dream about spiders on your body mean that there is a strong fear in your life at the moment. when the spider is on your face it shows that you are feeling complacent and afraid of making big changes in life.
this makes a lot of sense with me.
not that i remember exactly where my life was when i had each of these dreams but i know i've had it about 16 or so times. so i've decided the next time i have that dream again i will take a moment and write down where i am in life and what my emotions are. it may take a handful of years to see a pattern but it would be interesting to say the least.