I dream all the time, all night sleep, all nap, all the half-asleep I always, always dream. It is weird because it feels as if I have 2 lives (not as lucky as a cat though :D): one physical and the other one whimsical. I used to think this is common, but I guess not as much. Not so many people have such thin barrier between the two worlds that once they are unconscious (or even only halfway unconscious), their feet are already stepping into the dreamland. Maybe this is why I always feel older? I am better self-identified being 64 years old rather than 32. When someone's telling me a crazy story, I would not feel as perplexed as I should be. Guess what? I probably had seen those (and even crazier scenes) in my dreams. I meet so many people in my dream. Some are familiar faces in my physical world, some of them have passed away. But many times I don't have any clue who those people are. Are they from other dimension? Are they real people walking on their dream and don't have any idea who I am? Not a clue. But as peculiar as the dream world might be, I am fully entertained, I am eternally grateful for them. I don't need no cinema, I need sleep so I could dream: the reason to sleep more ;).
But just like the cinema, sometimes it's boring, sometimes it's lovely, other times it's dark. I want to share about the darker side of dreams. I often find not very pretty creatures in my dream. Just like my dream 2 nights ago (or last night? I could not remember. Sometimes time becomes so malleable in the dream world), I saw lovely sea creatures and I was busy capturing them with my waterproof camera (which only exist in the dream btw), before I met the giant water centipede. I was not particularly afraid in my dream, I was only feeling a bit upset: why did it appear after all the beautiful sea creatures?
I used to ignore my dreams all the time. I felt that when I woke up in the morning, I only had enough time to catch my work targets and daily routines so I forgot almost all my dreams as soon as I awaken. But now I am trying to pay more attention to those dreams as I believe that they are telling me something. The thing is, dream messages are not so obvious, not quite frank. I remember I dreamt so vividly about me getting burned by a big fire before I woke up to a conflict. I did not dream about a single problem, I only saw fire in my dream. My dream was trying to send me signal but I was yet to understand when the conflict had already been happening.
Back to the centipede dream of mine. I think this could also be a signal. Might be a shadow that I have to face. I heard that our shadow shows themselves through the dream. Funny enough, after feeling a good energy flowed inside myself this afternoon, I walked into my bathroom only to find a big centipede (well this one was not as gigantic as the one in my dream), so without hesitation, I bow to its soul before crushing it with my bathroom sandals (the more reason to have bathroom sandals ready all the time). Is it the end of my centipede dream? I don't know. Is it only the beginning of my journey for facing my own centipede shadow? Not very sure. I don't even want to turn the dreams into the logical equation. I'm just in the beginning of learning, remembering, and facing my dreams. With the hope that they could bring me closer to my truest self, my awaken senses, and my greatest shadow which needs to be embraced.
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