Dream Sequence, Part One: Intro

So one of my favorite bloggers posted yesterday about a dream she had that was extremely vivid that she didn’t even realize she was having until she had flashes of memory about it the next day. Someone in her comment section also mentioned having dreams that felt so real that they seemed more like memories than dreams.

I relate to both of these ways of recalling dreams. I often remember my dreams in clips and feelings and traces, even if just for an hour or so after waking. It’s usually nearly impossible for me to describe these dreams to anyone else, because they aren’t usually in any sort of predictable sequence. It’s more like short scenes all clipped together into some sort of acid induced movie. I can be in one place talking to one person, and then all of a sudden be somewhere totally different with completely other people.

Like the other night how I was in Glasgow [where I’ve never been] on the train with some former classmates and some current coworkers [who have never met each other] and then the next minute I was in a castle that was presumably my elementary school with my father and my sixth grade teacher [who I hated at the time]. There were also storm clouds and dogs getting hit by lightening.

That actually happens a lot in my dreams – I’ll be somewhere that I understand to be one place [i.e. my elementary school] but in fact looks nothing like that actual place [i.e. like a castle].

Every once in a while I will have a more sequential dream, but those are very few and far between. The most recent one I can remember that was in a logical progression, was far from a logical storyline. In fact, it was the only dream I ever remember having where I was not an active participant. I was there, but the other people in this dream could not see me. Perhaps they would have if they had looked in my direction, perhaps I was invisible, I’m not sure. These people were also not, to my understanding, anyone I knew or had ever seen before. I’ll give you a brief description, but I have more important dreams to share, so I won’t give too many of the [gory] details. There were two brothers on a farm, heading out to the truck. One of them told the other that their father told them to bring in the tools that were on said truck. There was some sort of an argument, but finally they came to the agreement that they would, in fact, get the tools from the truck. While they were getting these tools off the truck, they caused a small avalanche of equipment and one of the brothers got tangled in some of the chains that were on the truck. The other brother said he was going to pull the truck forward to help get some of the stuff out of the way so they could untangle him and ran to the driver’s seat and started the engine. By the time the trapped brother realized that this was an awful idea, it was too late and his brother put the pedal to the metal and sped forward about 10 feet. Like I said, I won’t go into details, but the result was something out of a Saw or Final Destination movie. It was the most graphic and gory dream I’ve ever had, and it haunted me for days afterward.

Anyway, I hadn’t had such a detailed, clear and sequential dream in a really long time.

Not since the recurring dreams of my childhood.

I’d like to take this moment to point out that I have been using the word ‘dream’, but really I mean ‘nightmare’. I very, VERY rarely remember any of my dreams that are all happy and sweet. Most of them are stressful, confusing or downright terrifying. Since I’ve been having these dreams since I was little, I now find it exciting to have and remember these nightmares, and my subconscious is way better at scaring me than any scary movie writer has been as of late, so I really don’t mind. However, when I was little I did not find the same thrill in these dreams as I do now.

I had four dreams that I would have extremely regularly. So regularly that they have become like memories.

I was going to just describe them all in this post, but it is way too long already and I want to be fair to each of these dreams, so I’m going to break up these stories into a few posts.  It’ll be a dream sequence, if you will.  Get it? No? Okay, moving on…

I hope you enjoy reading about these weird confusing dreams I had as a child, and if you happen to be a dream specialist of some sort and can analyze them and make any sense of them, let me know.  I will totally owe you one. I’ll even make you a multicolored coat. Or buy you one. I’m not very crafty with the fabrics…

Anywho, I don’t usually share these recurring dreams with many people, so I hope you don’t think I’m totally insane after reading them.  And no, I don’t know why I tend to only have nightmares.  As far as I know, I wasn’t particularly traumatized as a child.

Sweet dreams! 😉


~ by Valerie Anne on 11/14/2010.

2 Responses to “Dream Sequence, Part One: Intro”

  1. CLIFFHANGER ALERT!!!!! Can’t wait for the next four days!!!

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