This dream appeared to me during a long needed afternoon nap.
I was at a house as a younger me searching through boxes of items that felt like they belonged to me but did not look familiar to my present life. I felt as though a person with me was my sister and felt welcome where we were at. There was color but not much light. Almost like the end of the day when you go as long as you can before you have to turn on the lights in the house.
Then somehow I ended up in a contest that seemed strange but one I can relate to as far as metaphors are concerned. There were numerous floating bridges, platforms, and sinking docks that seemed to be patched together with various bits and pieces of wood and scraps you would find on a nature walk through the woods. There were about ten people (all male) of various ages on this scary little obstacle course. I was trying to get from the beginning to the end. While all along I am being cheered on by a crowd of people who seemed to be up higher than the water looking down on us. As if we were in a pool or lake side swimming area. Some of the people I knew and my sister (or the person that felt like my sister) but in my present life wasn’t. I began to sink and scramble across the others in front and behind me, as if it were life or death. Then as quickly as the event began another took its place.
We (me and my sister) are now in a carnival and she seems to be looking for the next fun thing to do. While I am feeling and wonder why I couldn’t get to the end of the course and curious as to why I was all the sudden in the carnival?
The dream ended as quickly as it had begun. As I was woke up by my child crying, was wondering what just happened. In a way, I feel like I was floating and sinking and scrambling to get to the end of this obstacle course (in my current life), then amazed by the vivid color, realistic materials, and people in the dream. The part I hate is how tired I am after such active dreams—almost as if I had just closed my eyes and to awake only a few moments later—when really it had been about two hours. My dreams are often like this and seem to take over any sleep time I can manage to scrape up (being a wife of a deployed military soldier and mother of two under two seventeen months old and five months old and currently living in my father-in-laws home). HMMMMmmm the chaos of this dream parallels the chaos in my present life ... Figures, I can’t even get peace in my most peaceful place.
Yours Truly,
Teela
