Hi There!
Last night I had a dream so weird (for me) that I had to find some help figuring out what it means.
So I don't like spiders. In fact, I pretty much hate them and I'm scared of them too. You just never know when one will jump on you. Or which ones are poisonous.
During my dream someone gifted me a Tarantula. It came in a neatly arranged tank with all the goodies a Tarantula would like in its home. I have no idea who the person was or whether they were male or female. I have no recollection of their face except a strange blur.
I don't know where we were, but I'm assuming if someone was offering me a gift like this it was somewhere like my home. Although I didn't recognize the place as anywhere in my home. Or anywhere I'd been before.
I know the walls were painted a light color and there was a lot of light flooding into the room from a wide open window behind the person offering me the gift. The windows were furnished with white voile curtains. And there was definitely a breeze blowing in through the window.
It could have been morning outside because the light was more white like early morning light. Rather than the more yellow shine from midday or afternoon light.
What struck me first, is that I was apprehensive about the spider, but not afraid. If this was regular day life, I'd recoil in disgust and fear.
The person held the spider up for me to inspect closely. I clearly remember the little hairs and the exact shape of the creature. The digits making up its legs. It's big fat abdomen and it's markings. I know I was pretty close up to it.
When there was more apprehension on my part the person set my mind at ease by showing the the spider's face. They did this by pulling back some kind of a veil.
And it was the face of a human. I can't be 100% sure who's face it was. Since I couldn't distinguish features or gender. But I think the person in the dream told me it's my mother.
But every time I looked at the face it had a goofy look with its tongue hanging out. Something like this >> 
That's not the kind of face my mother would make. It's hard to get her to crack a smile at a joke, let alone BE funny. She's a dominant feminine personality of the dark kind.
Everything was just hunky dory and then boom, it all disappeared. It was almost like I was suspended in a square space with no start and no end. It was some kind of grey void. I became intensely frightened and felt ice cold in my dream. My significant other woke me up to calm me down because apparently I was asking someone or something to stop.
I don't know what happened after everything disappeared before my eyes to the point where I was woken up. And I don't know how long that period in the grey void was.
If this helps at all; I'm a gal close to 40.
Thanks for checking this out!
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