I have looked up a whole whack of resources regarding this dream but with no luck. There’s plenty of interpretations and documented accounts of people being near a tree, climbing a tree, in a forest, and/or even being trapped inside a tree, but, my dream is quite different, as I believe I am the tree itself.
I want to make it clear that I am 100% drug free, never done drugs and never will. I also have no psychological issues. I am very much sane.
I have had this dream since I was about 3-4 years old. Only a child, I can only recall the bristling sound of the leaves being ruffled by the wind, and for the most part, was mostly in darkness.
As I grew older, the dream became more vivid and more detailed. The dreams have become very lucid, and it’s been very difficult for me to discern what was real and what was but a figment of my own imagination and/or recall of fabricated memories.
The dream unfolds like so:
A brief moment of darkness, in which, I turn my attention and gaze above me, and there I see the deep black night sky painted with shooting stars, a full moon, and a splat of gray clouds here and there. All is calm – there is no breeze and not the slightest sound made. I am no longer human, and I am completely immobilized. I sit, gazing, and long and behold, a thunderous roar wipes the black sky clear, and now, it is day, with the radiant sun illuminating the sky blue, and blotches of fluffy clouds scattered about. I continue to gaze, and soon, day becomes night, and night becomes day, each transition met with a thunderous crash – but there I sit, in complete stillness.
Watching day and night pass perpetually gets boring, so I turn my attention to that which lies below me. At first, I see shadows of various shapes, sizes, and intensity. It is difficult to discern what each of these shadows resolve to, and with the flipping of day and night escalating with each cycle passed, everything becomes almost stop motion to me, and so, I focus hard on resolving each shadow. Some I quickly identify as family and friends; adults, teens, children; some I have never seen before; some acquaintances, co-workers; animals and flowers/shrubbery of all varieties; even insects, some known, some, probably make belief… They are wandering about below me, they climb and poke me, and kick me, and hug me, but I don’t feel a thing because I think the thick layer of bark around me prevents me from feeling… But I see them. They laugh, they cry, they share smiles and exchange frowns, going about, doing their own thing.
Anyway, things begin to wash out, I hear the thunder turn into a storm, and the flickering of day and night becomes so rapid that I can’t keep up with the visuals. I turn my attention to myself, but I cannot see myself. I could feel the leaves and branches as my arms, and the deep roots as my legs. I cannot move. An avalanche of snow or wave of water wipes everything below me, and next thing you know, I am clinging to my dear life, I do not budge. The tidal force barely moves me, if at all. The shadows, people, animals, vegetation drown in the white noise, and as everything disappears, the thunder blanks out, and all I hear is a low humming thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. It is my heart beating at a steady pace… I feel something reach out to me, but I cannot see it, I can’t feel it by touch, but I know it’s there…
I wake up, dazed and numb. I feel old just like I always have been.
I get this dream roughly a handful of times a year, for the past 26 or so years (I am now 30). I started documenting my dream, and updating it since I was 17. They seem to occur more frequently during the cold winter months. I just had this dream last night – again, so I thought this time perhaps I should share it with the Reddit community to see what your thoughts are and if there are some deeper/hidden meaning behind all of this.
Thank you for listening.
TLDR: I have dreamt of being a tree since I was 3 years old. As I grew older, it’s become much more vivid and detailed, but I am having trouble deciphering the meaning behind this dream.
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