Rational thinking saves the day


Thank goodness for siblings and rational thinking.

After yesterday's blog about dreams, my sister "put to bed" the one about the tea set.  First by telling me that she still had the tea set when her girls were little and there were only a few pieces missing.

Secondly by telling me how it didn't make sense.  When I was little and tea set playing age, my sister was a teenager - she is 10 years older than me - and passed the age of playing with tea sets.  So, the tea set would have been packed away somewhere by then.  

How dare she be rational! ha ha 
It is such a vivid dream even to this day, when I don't remember any of my other dreams like that.  As is the bath one, which - of course - was definitely a dream as concluded by 2 of my siblings.  It just would not have happened.  So many things - my brothers' room was right next to the bathroom but the kicker is (again, pointed out by my sister), if you want a child to get out of the bath, you pull the plug.

We then discussed other things like inherited memories, transgenerational trauma and false memory syndrome.  It could be the case of me putting together a string of unrelated things into a memory that never actually happened.  So, technically I wasn't dreaming, but it wasn't real either.

One of my followers was asking for a Part 2 and the teeth falling out type dreams.  I know that dreams can have meanings, which is why I used to write them down, but I don't really analyse them anymore.
It is said to be associated with loss and important life changes.  I haven't had one in a while, which is interesting at the moment!

Anyway, my front teeth will usually just fall out in my hand or while I'm eating in my dreams.  The other thing with my dreams is, I FEEL everything.  I can feel that there is no tooth there, I can feel the texture of the tooth in my hand, taste the blood in my mouth, all of that.

I have recently found out about aphantasia - which is the inability to voluntarily create mental images in your mind.  I can not comprehend not being able to visualise in my mind, as much as the people with aphantasia can't fathom dreaming.  

I can't imagine reading and not visualising in my head what the characters look like or where the setting is.  Let me tell you - the creators of the movies of the Twilight Saga and 50 Shades of Grey have a lot to answer for! That is not what the characters look like!

Coincidentally, I was sent a little gift by someone with aphantasia from overseas, and in her little booklet it explained that she can't visualise what she is going to create, it just happens in the moment.  I had never heard the term before.  That very same day, a friend from my home town posted a reel about it on instagram.  The world works in mysterious ways.

Back to dreaming.... I also have dreams that I have hair in my mouth. But it's not just one hair, it's a whole ball of hair and no matter how much I pull out, it just keeps coming.  Either hair or chewing gum.  I am usually trying to talk or hold a conversation and the other person takes no notice of me pulling all of this stuff from my mouth.  Again, I can feel it in there, it's disgusting.

I just looked this one up because it is a recurring dream.  Not surprisingly, it can be a symbol of feeling like you're not being heard.  

After my Dad passed away, I had these lovely but terrible dreams that it was all a mistake and he was still alive.  Lovely, because he was there, I could hug him and talk to him and he got better, he didn't die.  Terrible because then I woke up....

I quite often have "visits" with relatives that have passed, but in my dream I know they have passed and they are really lovely dreams.  I believe that I am actually visiting with them. This one was different, Dad was better, he was alive and  it was so real and was just heart breaking every time I woke up.

At the end of the day, I am who I am, and I am just getting to know myself again, which is quite lovely.

HUGS xxxx 





 

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