Dreams and nightmares can be powerful things and sometimes you wake up and feel as if it was real; that you could taste the fear or touch the moment that you were experiencing. There is a lot of research into dreams and it is believed that they are your subconscious way of dealing with a problem or presenting yourself with an option to an issue you were avoiding.
The American Indians believed that dreams were guiding you in reality, and that you should never ignore dreams. They felt they were the thoughts of the gods within and you should adhere to them to protect yourself.
But they are often a bit mental, aren’t they? My great grandmother says that you shouldn’t eat cheese before bedtime, as it gives you nightmare. I cannot promise this, such is my love for the stuff, but I find that I never remember my dreams anyway and rarely have nightmares.
There are two recurring ones that I have never forgotten, from my childhood though. The first was pretty gritty. I had gone out with my sister, and when I got back we peered through the window and saw that my family were being held hostage. My family included my dad’s best man and his family from his first wedding, and a few other family friends. I don’t have a clue whose house it was as it wasn’t familiar, but in my dream it was mine. Anyway, the dream wasn’t very exciting, just us looking at the scene unfold through the window. But it was one of those horrible nightmares that when you wake up and try to settle again, you fall straight back into it. I had the same dream a few times over the years, but it hasn’t been back for a while.
The other is a little more comical, but as a child far scarier. Me and my little sister (Again!) were in a cartoon house, being chased by a cartoon fox (wearing blue dungarees I might add!) he had a big cartoon cauldron on the roof of the cartoon house, was chasing us with a massive cartoon machete, and we were always on the roof, trying to avoid getting thrown into the boiling hot water with the cartoon vegetables that were floating about. Sounds amusing now, but I remember at the time being absolutely petrified. And it didn’t just happen the once either!
Do you remember any recurring dreams that stuck in your mind, whether recently or as a child?