Let me start of by saying, HELLO! I am new here, as you can well imagine! I've been having very strange dreams, very frequently lately... and one in particular has really made me wonder "Why?"
First I must start with a little filling story. To understand what I'm thinking of in the dream, you need to know what transpired in my past.
OK, I am only a measly Sophomore in High School. I however feel as though I am a more matured person... someone who feels so much more adult than the other kids. I know I am not one by any stretch of the imagination, but I just can't shake my 'maturity'. I am 16 years old. Of course... High School students get girlfriends from time to time right? I'm no different. I've had some here and there... nothing more than a girl to kiss and hold hands with most of the time though! I've never felt emotionally connected to a girl... save one.
In my freshman year, a girl moved to our school from a town pretty far away, (same state) and her mother worked with my mother. I was the first person she be-friended here, and we hit it off instantly. Come a few months into High School... those little 'crushy' feelings set in for both of us. We do the little "I like you, do you like me" dance for a while until we finally end up together. It was great... we were amazing. I'd had 'girlfriends' prior to her and girlfriends after her, and still... none compare to this one.
We stay together for a good... 6 months. We finally break it off... and I'm heart-broken. I was devastated. It wasn't mutual, as it was her idea. She said she never knew why she felt she had to do it... and to this day still says the same to everyone. We end up becoming 'enemies' so to speak, due to the confrontational feelings between us now, and don't talk for a good long time.
Skip to summer... the house next to us had been emptied. Goodbye old neighbors, hello new neighbors! Guess who. THE EX-GIRLFRIEND! I am completely thrown for a loop by this, and am utterly P-O'd!
However, we somehow end up becoming amazing friends once again. We're to the point where everyone jokes about us being meant-to-be... even our parents! We're always at one another's house, and we're always 'flirting'. I still feel those old connection feelings with her. I don't know if she does, but I do. I can't get rid of them. I've tried to by dating other girls, but it doesn't work. My thoughts always dwell on her. It's as if God is saying "DON'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HER!"
OK... that is enough, now for my dream.
I'm at a mexican rodeo. I am, however, in my normal, everyday clothes. Nothing western, and nothing Spanish. I'm riding on horse-back straight towards a huge black bull. As my horse comes up beside the bull, the bull kicks out and connects with the horses left side. The horse goes down and I go rolling. I feel as if I've just broken every bone in my body. I look up, and the bull is charging for me. I look around for the rodeo clowns, or matadors, whatever... but there are none. So the bull tramples me. I am hurt more and know I am going to die. I can feel it. I'm on my stomach, with my head resting on my arms. I can hear the beating hooves once more, and I look to my left, slowly. I see the bull charging, nostrils flaring, and eyes burning. This image I remember DISTINCTLY. It was horrifying. He reaches me, and stomps on me for the last time. I don't feel the hooves on me, but I feel a sudden, SHARP jab in my chest. My fear was highly elevated at the time, and my heart rate was amazingly fast. As the sharp pain is induced, I feel my heart stop. I can't hear the beating in my ears, and I can't feel it in my chest.
It now switches to slow-motion. My head jerks up and my eyes pop open in pain. I try to yell, but nothing comes out. My hair falls into my face and everything slowly becomes dark. Blood is in my throat and my life slips away. (I think it should be noted, that this is the first time I have ever felt my own death in a dream. Usually I wake up just before I 'die'. Totally new experience)
Slow-motion still going on at this point. It's all dark, I hear nothing, but I feel as if I am rotating very, very slowly. I look up, opening my eyes. A sudden blinding light hits me and I recoil. My eyes adjust and a figure is surrounded by the light. It approaches and I hear a voice. A feminine, and soft voice. She asks "So you've decided to come to me?" and I reply with "Yes. I'm back..." The figure is now revealed as my ex-girlfriend. The one whom I have already described. I smile a big smile, and she reaches her hand down to me. I take it, and she pulls me to my feet. I look at my clothes, expecting them to be dirty, bloody and torn, but I'm wearing a white robe, and a white hood. She gently kisses me and takes my hand. A door appears in the light behind her. We walk through, and as we do, she whispers, "It's only a matter of time". I let go of her hand, look at her, go in to kiss her again, and I wake up.
I woke up a little sweaty. I just layed there and thought about it for a while. I've never had a dream like this. Never had a death dream (like this), never had a dream about Megan (in a 'get back together, love' kind of way) and have never gone to Heaven in a dream. I've never given much thought on my dreams until now. Can anyone help?
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