Major dream themes
Jan. 11th, 2013 11:08 pmYou may have noticed I've been recording more dreams here lately. I've made some effort to do so for a long time (inspired partly by
ghostsandrobots), but unfortunately I hardly ever remembered any for many years. Besides, they were boring.
I've had two over-arching dream themes over the course of my life: travel and school.
Travel was a prevalent theme during my adolescence and early adulthood. These dreams typically involved epic journeys through fantastic surroundings. Even during episodes of intense depression I would have wonderful adventures during my sleep. A fantasy novel I worked on for many years, but never finished, was originally based on one of these adventure dreams.
I don't know when I stopped having them. Maybe I have always had school dreams, but I recall them becoming more prevalent sometime after my divorce and coming out. They varied between elementary, high school and community college settings but seldom university. There would be classes, long empty halls full of lockers, getting lost looking for rooms, embarrassing field days and even alien invasions. Overall they carried a sense of minor anxiety, being stuck, lost or confused. They were also boring. It felt like I could not get out of the starting gate. A lot of dreams I remembered in the past 15 years fell into this category.
Over the past year I've started having travel dreams again and remembering more dreams overall. I don't remember any school dreams, and don't miss them. Journeys amuse me.
I believe this is happening because I've been making a concerted effort again to make a living as a writer, which was always my highest hope. I'm not stuck relearning old lessons, but have finally left the starting gate and resumed a meaningful career path. The dreams seem to offer a vote of confidence from my self-conscious. It's nice.
I've had two over-arching dream themes over the course of my life: travel and school.
Travel was a prevalent theme during my adolescence and early adulthood. These dreams typically involved epic journeys through fantastic surroundings. Even during episodes of intense depression I would have wonderful adventures during my sleep. A fantasy novel I worked on for many years, but never finished, was originally based on one of these adventure dreams.
I don't know when I stopped having them. Maybe I have always had school dreams, but I recall them becoming more prevalent sometime after my divorce and coming out. They varied between elementary, high school and community college settings but seldom university. There would be classes, long empty halls full of lockers, getting lost looking for rooms, embarrassing field days and even alien invasions. Overall they carried a sense of minor anxiety, being stuck, lost or confused. They were also boring. It felt like I could not get out of the starting gate. A lot of dreams I remembered in the past 15 years fell into this category.
Over the past year I've started having travel dreams again and remembering more dreams overall. I don't remember any school dreams, and don't miss them. Journeys amuse me.
I believe this is happening because I've been making a concerted effort again to make a living as a writer, which was always my highest hope. I'm not stuck relearning old lessons, but have finally left the starting gate and resumed a meaningful career path. The dreams seem to offer a vote of confidence from my self-conscious. It's nice.