Often times I wake up from a dream and wonder why so many times I have already seen it, or why in so many ways it's telling/ showing me the same thing.
Have you ever woken up from a dream, you've already seen and asked "why again"?
I've explored different meanings from different sources. My most frequent dream
is that of my teeth or jaw, crumbling apart into my hands. I don't really know if it is of a nightmare nature, but my feelings which accompany this kind of dream leaves me in an uncertain shock and disbelief. I can tell you the many ways I've dreamt of this tragedy and my surprise, when I wake is something totally of a different meaning than what the following meanings actually portray.
First of the two most outstanding...
It was near the discovery of my previous relationship that I felt deeply that it was coming to an end. I had serious insecurity issues towards a certain female friend of his and felt somewhat intimidated by the way she was always associated with my boyfriend. I had also several things I needed to say to him completely out of feeling insecure about my relationship with him. I wanted to keep my mouth shut for the fear of saying things that could cause a problem, when I just wanted things to be alright between us.
But of course, as women, sometimes when something appears ever so often in our presence and the situation was not dealt with, it tends to drive us into a curious and furious mood.
So I wanted to confront him.
The environment was unfamiliar even to this day, but my goal was to walk right into the conversation between him and the girl I felt intimidated by and tell him all sorts of things that was bothering me. I had no intention of disrespecting either of them, I just wanted him to know how I was feeling.
The three of us stood there in a triangular frame facing towards each other and I was to open my mouth. Suddenly, and I do mean suddenly, my jaw was cracking into several pieces -- like glass, into my mouth. I immediately held unto my face in aid to help stop the cracking and as I touched my face the pieces were crumbling apart inside my mouth and was being filled with blood. I wanted to spit it out, I wanted to swallow the blood but the glass like shards of my own jaws were scaring me to take that initiative. So I walked away as fast as I could, away from the scene because now I was embarrassed.
I don't recall how I woke out of that dream but I do remember my jaw was hurting me like a number of books were resting on them. The pressure was excruciating. That dream was a year ago.
Second...several similar dreams after
I dreamt of this one just yesterday (Jun 21) when I was taking a nap in the middle of the day. I was with a friend of mine and her dad. She was meeting someone for a business deal and she asked me to come along. So her dad and I waited for her nearby at an office where during that time I was speaking to my current boyfriend on the phone. He was to meet up with me later that day. Then my friend called and said she was ready to be picked up and we made our way to retrieve her. My boyfriend decided to meet me where I was going to get my friend. Walking towards him he stopped by to talk to an old colleague of his. As I made my way over to him I felt my gumline split first into two, the bottom and top separating.
Only a crack at first, then clenching my teeth together my jaw then cracked into several pieces. I couldn't control it, each time I shifted my tongue, or my jaw I felt blood gushing out from my gumline and my teeth separating individually inside my mouth. I tried spitting each one into my hands and I started to feel dizzy because I was losing a lot of blood. By this time I was leaning against a railing to keep me from falling over. I tried to keep my strength up and my boyfriend realised something was wrong. The only thing that came to mind was to let the blood flow but I was too afraid. All I remembered was I was being transported to the hospital and was awoken by my friend's voice in reality. Again my face was hurting me as if I was slapped by a swinging door.
Now I don't believe in "Interpretation of Dreams" but I cant help but wonder what it probably meant. As I researched the most obvious results were:
1. Teeth falling out in a dream can be interpreted as sense of loss, such as a death of someone close to you. Falling teeth can represent worries about getting older - loss of youth and vitality. If a single tooth is lost it could mean loss or change of something important to you.
2. To dream of spitting out teeth, portends personal sickness, or sickness in your immediate family.
3. Losing teeth may symbolize a feeling of - or fear of - getting older or impotent or losing sexual attractiveness. Or they may represent a retreat to infancy (when, toothless, you enjoy your mother's breasts and nourishment), and hence a refusal to face reality. Alternatively, they may symbolize the start of a new phase in your life.
4. Or, according to his theory: "Theory #1: It means your life is out of control. It seems as though losing all of your teeth in your dream means your life is spinning perilously out of control which in reality causes your teeth to fall out, because subconsciously, your conscious is spinning so fast your teeth fall out." Basically he speaks of how untrue the relation might be.
...Sigh
It may all seem realistic enough to believe but I haven't lost someone close to me following any of those dreams, nor am I sick, my self confidence however...maybe, but that happens to the best of us -- dream or no dream.
My conclusion really whenever those dreams come by the only realistic and obvious reasons for having those dreams was that my brain was just telling me to "Wake the F--- up! You're hurting your jaw!"
...thus explaining the excruciating pain. ^^
Not secretive, expressive. Not loud, I usually am quiet. I tend to depend on my enthusiasm in whatever situation (childish I know, but that's me)
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