Was wondering if people could help me interpret my dream, i have never till now told anyone about it.
I have been having it ongoing now for about 5 years, every couple of weeks or so, its the same dream, and i having trouble trying to get any meaning,if any from it. nobody in my dream is anybody i reconise.
Firstly im married,40 years old, have one child, live in UK, been around the world with my fathers career, but never been to the united states. I do have diabetes, insulin dependant. I have never done drugs, and am a teetotaller
My dream is this
I walk out of a wheat-field, its a warm sunny day, and i hear the sound of children playing and birds cawing. In front of me, is a worn farmhouse with a verandah, and a porch swing, table and rocking chair on the verandah. As i walk towards the house, 3 children run towards me shouting daddy, i have the feeling that they are my kids, i feel love towards them. they are wearing beige dirty clothes, the little girls have what is almost a bonnet on there heads, something similar to what you read about Laura Ingalls books. All blonde headed, the little boy with scruffy unkempt hair. They have dirty faces and hands. the smell of pig crap fills my nostrils as i look left and see another two older children come out of a pig sty,”just fed the sow da” the elder one says.
“children come wash up, your supper is ready, your father will be back soon”. Then in the doorway stands a very attractive women, long blonde hair to the shoulder, wearing a ankle length skirt which is partially covered with a long apron, “too late” she says, looking at me with a beaming smile, she walks towards me, telling the children to go and wash up as she walks. She stands in front of me kisses me, and says “bad day honey”.
“yeah, the hard red is doing good, but we are going to have problems with the white, might not be enough at harvest, dam crows.
“well forgot about it tonight, go wash up and have something to eat,” she says pointing towards the horses trough full of water that is in front of the house, she turns towards the doorway turning her head towards me, looks cheekily at me saying and when the children have gone to bed, ill take your mind off crops”. I slap her backside as she walks towards the house. As im washing in the trough, i see myself in the water, it is me, nobody else, im wearing a collarless shirt and denim dungarees (no im not a 70s lesbian). I plunge my head in the water and when i lift it up, its twilight and im standing on the porch with this women from earlier looking out over the wheat-fields”take the children some food and water to the fruit cellar, looks like weather turning, could be tornado's, we will ride them out in the cellar., i look towards her and she smiles nervously and nods. When i turn my head towards the Wheatland again, its different.
Am now sitting on a cart on a dirt road, a mangy looking dog is sat beside me looking back behind us, the road ahead is just a dirt road with fields on each side. The dog barks, and i look behind, on the side of the road is a pile of earth with a cross on it, i have a feeling of immense grief and sadness, the back of the cart has my furniture on it, i hear a voice, its the dog .the dog talks to me its says look forward” and says my name, i look forward and see sky, im flying over fields, deserts forest and start flying over water, but im on the back of a giant eagle, we fly towards a island and i see a cave opening at the top, we fly though it, its dark, i can feel the wind in my face, then i see a light, the light is getting closer, the wind is hitting me faster and harder as we travel towards the light, we emerged in the light and im almost blinded by it, as my eyes become adjusted, a image comes into view, im now sitting in a old car, in front of me is a large black mass that covers the horizon for as long as i can see, then i see a message on it, it says now the journeys end, as i drive into the black mass is the point where i always wake up.
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