One thing I would like to ask God is - what do my dreams mean? I have thought this many times. Waking up and wondering why I would dream such a thing. I hope His answer will be - "Oh you ate too many jalapenos that night." Because otherwise, I have a twisted mind or subconscious. I have dreamed some bizarre things. Horrible things. One of my pregnancies I dreamed repeatedly about ghosts chasing me and I would wake up screaming. My husband did not get much sleep that pregnancy.
..............I am standing in the kitchen at the sink, peeling a peach. I can feel its softness and smell its ripeness. The back door is open and it is a nice night. Suddenly someone grabs me. Why don't I protect myself? I am frozen in fear. He is hurting me. I know him. He is a man from church. I bite him and I can taste his blood. Suddenly, there is a baby crawling through the room. His name is Carson and I must protect him. I take him back to another room. And then it continues...
I woke up terrified. I know the man from the dream. I don't know him well but he is a real person I know from church. Nice guy from all appearances so why would I dream this about him. This dream was so vivid. I woke up unsure where I was and my heart was pounding. And I was trying to figure out why.
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ah - now I know where I get it from. I'm always dreaming of being chased or murdered or being on trial. Last night, I was being executed for making a racial slur on oprah. So stressful.
WOW....I rarely ever dream. Or I don't remember them. What does that mean? Sleep is the one place I go for peace....
I hate dreams. THey make no sense and it's scary even when they do. Dreams piss me off.
I have them too. I have always hated them and also wondered where they come from. I am sorry that we passed this trait along to another generation. I understand waking up and your heart pounding so hard you feel like it will come right out of your chest. Then I always have such a hard time going back to sleep.
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