Thread: my life dream

Since you were a small child you have been recording and categorizing human behavior. You have a category for good male and female behavior as well as bad male and female behavior, with many more categories in between. The personality for the ideal female, sometimes referred to as your Anima is who you met in your dreams. Love is what you feel when you find this person in the real world, or at least someone with similar looks or characteristics. Love is recognizing parts of your Self in someone else.

I suspect that the reason why many relationships fail is because we can never really see the other person, only the projection of our ideal on them. And when they act differently, we tend to get upset.

So try and look at your son with new eyes and find out who he really is, and love him for that. Good luck, and I would definitely suggest that you start writing down your dreams, it sounds like you had some great adventures.

I woke up to a dream quite similar to this, yet it was the first dream I have had like this. I have looked all over the internet and am so intrigued by your experience as mine seems to be quite similar, although I fell in love with a boy. I would love to chat with you, maybe via email? I have never posted or joined any thread websites, but felt compelled to message you. If youre interested in swapping our dream experiences and thoughts I would love that. Let me know if youre interested!

Yes, im sorry it has taken so long to respond. i currently do not have the internet and have to use others computers whenever i get the chance but yes im interested. how was your dream similar? i dont know about putting email address' here but maybe there is a way i can send it in a private message?

Hmmm...

I've had a dream like this before [lacking Fantasy type things, more reality base]. Basically, I was 6 when I had this dream. I was in bed, as an adult, with a woman with chestnut brunette hair. By the time I was about to embrace her I floated to the ceiling and she was watching me. (It's in my Dream Journal if you want to check it out.) I might have had this dream once more before Middle School, but I'll never forget it. Every time I meet a woman with her features I remember the dream.

Once I met someone in particular who is pretty much a bulls eye of this lady (I actually had a dream of how we met before I met her) I dreamed about her like crazy every night (some of them felt like "future dreams") until we both parted ways. We never got together... But feels like somethings there. Right now we are good friends again, but I've never told her about the dreams.

I believe there are things in the human brain yet to be discovered and understood. At the risk of giving bad advice there may be some people with an innate ability to understand how time and space operate in a different way than most people, these people might be able to recall things from their future.

Don't worry. I think I know where you're coming from, but really you can't let your dreams dictate your life. I know it might be hard for you, but you have to stop looking for this "woman" and accept things the way they are. If things are meant to be it'll happen; if not then you can have a wonderful life with someone else. It takes time.. Try to stay positive and met new people. Hang out with friends whenever you get the chance, and continue being a good father. Don't limit your scope to just one person, just make life what you want it. Good luck!

Originally Posted by lifedreamerj

Where do I begin?

I need interpretation, clarification, understanding, or whatever you want to call it.

I’m a 29 year old male [30 in june]. I’ve been trying to understand this for a LONG time. Any kind of help would be appreciated. I haven’t found anyone else yet to ever have dreamed like this. I’ve been looking for help on it.

Here goes… its really long

Ever since the age of four I have dreamt of this girl. She is the only one I have ever dreamt of as my wife, my companion lover. She’s not in all of my dreams but in at least half of all the dreams I’ve ever had since the age of four. We even have children that I dream of, even when she’s not in the dream. This all started when I was four. I lay down on my parents’ bed to take a nap and had a dream that I went to and lived in another world. This was a very ‘narnian’ world, talking animals and beasts, dwarfs and giants and wild creatures, with river and forest spirits and the works. For a while as a child I thought I had actually went there. I was four when I arrived there and was thirty when I left. The dream lasted twenty six years, if that’s possible. It was there that I met her for the first time. It was there that I married her. We had a girl and a boy together [in that order]. We were children when we met, teenagers/ young adults [17] when we were married, and we were married for thirteen years. My daughter Katelyn was 13 and my son Jonathan was 9. Then I woke as a four year old again in the same room I left twenty six years earlier, in the same bed the same day. I don’t know what type of dream this would be called but it seemed real and as if it really lasted twenty six years. Ever since I’ve had this dream I’ve been dreaming of this girl. In the first twenty six year dream, when I first met her, she told me “you’re from my world.” That she had found herself in that world just as I had. What I want to know is what type of dream the twenty six year dream is, how it affects my life, why she keeps recurring in my dreams, and how she affects my life. Could she be real? Did she have the same twenty six year dream as me? Is she just a dream? Why do I dream of her all the time and for almost all of my life? Also, I want to know if I can at least control my dreaming of her if not stop. When I dream of her it is the most awesomely beautiful thing in the world but I don’t know how much longer I can take waking without her. I’m turning thirty this year, the same age I was when I was taken from her at the end of the dream. I’ve been dealing with this for twenty six years. It was nice at first just to be able to see her at all, but you can’t live in your dreams and you have to wake up and face reality as an adult. I almost want to just forget about her which is a terrible horrible thought if she is real. And if she dreams of me I wouldn’t want her to ever stop. It seems really silly to love someone you’ve never met except in your dreams. She seems so real to me though. This is killing me. This pain is so deep and intense and endless. And its soo much worse when I’ve had a really good dream about her the night before and wake with an empty cold bed. I feel like I have to know if she’s real. But I feel there is no way of actually knowing. If she is, she is one of about seven billion people. What if she’s married to a guy she thinks is me? What if she doesn’t remember what I look like? I can’t remember her name. It’s like I’m cursed. Her name sounds something like Serena, Katrina, Christina, something like that. What if she doesn’t recognize me? I look different than I did at the end of the twenty six year dream. What if she meets me and thinks I’m not me? I would hope I could deal with all of that if I was ever to meet her though. The not knowing and not having her though are devastating and horrible in their own right. It’s like my dreams mock me. There’s a part of me that is trapped in this hell of not having her. It kicks my a** everyday. My whole idea of a wife is built around her. I have always, as long as I could remember, been looking for her. I have always preferred serious relationships to simple dating, even through childhood and adolescence, because of her. She is the only one I have ever really wanted. What kind of scares me is I could meet a really great girl but I wouldn’t give her the time of day because she wasn’t her. I’m not as bad now as an adult knowing she may not even be real. [Yeah right I just don’t believe I’ll ever find her]. Here is another odd twist. I’ve never been married but I’ve been engaged. Out of one of these crashing and burning romances I brought forth a son. My little boy right now is eight. His name is Jonathan. He’s blonde with his daddy’s [my] eyes, hazel brown/green. This child, beyond any doubt in my mind without absolutely any question, is my son from my dream. He looks a little different [different momma right] but not that much at all and he acts and thinks and behaves just like he did in the dream. I knew it was him the moment I laid eyes on him. That’s why I had to give him his name. Jonathan was my second child though, which leads me to believe if she is real she has my daughter. Just like he looks a lot like me, she looks a lot like her. Both are slim with dark [brunette] hair, fair skin, and gorgeous green eyes [awesomely beautiful]. I can’t help but to think there must be some reason I’m tortured with this. Please don’t tell me I just dream it to dream it. I can’t, I have my son. And if nothing else, then he is definitely enough. But to have her.

no one is going to read it man!

The question that you have to ask yourself is: do you wish to risk never being in love with any real woman in the hope that you someday find this one, or do you want to risk already being in love with someone else and then encountering the one that you think is the woman of your dreams? She may or may not be real, I do not know whether it is possible or impossible. What I do know is that you need to choose to live your life the way it makes sense to you, and know that every choice you make has risks of course, but I suggest it is better to live as fully as one can than to focus on avoiding risks only and at the end find that one regrets.

Originally Posted by lifedreamerj

Any kind of help would be appreciated. I haven’t found anyone else yet to ever have dreamed like this.

It happens more than you know. You simply haven't read a lot of these types of forums for years.

After sorting through your replies, you can decide *what* you think these dreams represent, a past-life, a recurring Jungian archetype, etc. Once you decide that, then you can decipher them--if you want and if it adds value to your life. The great thing is that they are not cataclysmic and you're not crazy. It happens.