My wake-up time – naturally – is 5am. No matter what day of the week. No matter what time I went to sleep the night before.
And lately, my body wakes up about 4:50am. And then George crawls up into my bed and wants to cuddle for a few moments.
I clock about 6.5 hours of sleep regularly. And in the past few months, I have trained myself to sleep through the night without getting up to pee. This means a deeper, longer sleep.
And lots of REM sleep. So… Lots of dream activity.
I don’t have nightmares. Or even stressful dreams. I’m sure I did as a child. But I can’t recall them. So for now, I feel I can justifiably say, “I’ve never had a bad dream.”
That doesn’t mean, though, that my dreams are all puppies, Cheez-its, and coconut flavored lattes (my favorite things). In many dreams I have had, I am dealing with challenges and working my way through them.
And recurring challenges, they are. In the dreams, I am stressed. But once I wake up, I’m fine and feel no anxiety.Here are a few I have had for years…
- I’m in an airport, trying to catch my flight. The airport is fairly empty… But getting to my gate is challenging, It’s a maze. And I never make it to my gate before waking up.
- I’m working at a restaurant I did in university. But I haven’t been there in a few months to do a shift. And everyone’s like, “Where have you been? You have all these tables that have just been sitting there.” I can’t get to everything quickly enough.
- I’m in my old house in Toronto. Usually either in the basement or the top floor. (It was a four story house – with the basement.) I’m trying to get out of the house without my ex-husband’s new wife seeing me. While I haven’t seen him in the dream, he knows I am there and doesn’t want me to leave. I don’t want to be there, and want to get out without being noticed. But I can’t get out.
- I’m in a large house with lots of hidden rooms. It’s old. And there are energies – ghosts – that are not happy I and others are there. They want to fight us. I’m not afraid to battle them – but others are. And they aren’t being very helpful – but instead are freaking out and leaving the strategy to me. I didn’t want to be the leader, but here I am. I usually wake up just as the battle starts. And the battle had only consisted of deflecting the ghostly screams.
Every night, over the past few years, I go tell myself before going to sleep that I will take care of whatever I need to in that space. That I will deal with whatever my subconscious wants me to deal with. But I have no idea – even though I like to interpret dreams – what these repetitive ones mean.
I don’t mind these dreams. I welcome them. Each time I have them I wish I could get further into them resolving in the space.
I am just trusting that at some point there will be resolution. And that until that point, my mind and body are processing whatever it needs to from the dreams.
thepsychonautsjourney.com 