Here's an old one for you, Vision, when you get time. This is actually one I never did find time to figure out.
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I am driving the Jeep Cherokee I used to own up my hill, headed toward my house. My sister, Julie, is with me and it’s raining outside. Next thing I know, we are climbing into a red Camaro (another vehicle I used to own.) This one isn’t mine though, apparently, my husband borrowed it from a friend at work for some reason.
I was going to drive, but my sister pleaded that she wanted to, so I let her, telling her to be very careful. I was very nervous as we pulled out because I am not one to let others drive my car, much less a car that I have borrowed. I became especially nervous when I realized how icy the roads had become. From experience, I know that Camaros do not have the best traction in snow and ice.
As we approached the hill, there were a few cars coming up it, so she pulled the car over to the side to allow the other cars to pass. They were actually coming up the hill rather quickly, which at first, led us to believe that the road really wasn’t that bad. But then, the last car had more difficulty – it skidded and spun its tires, but finally did get up the hill. I just chucked that one up to bad tires/rear wheel drive and told Julie to proceed very carefully -- advising her to stay to the left side of the road since there was a sharp curve with a drop-off on the right.
As we began down the hill, I thought about telling Julie to go back so we could get the Jeep (four-wheel drive) because I knew that even if we did make it down the hill, we would never get the car back up it. It was too late though, we were already headed down and there was no place to turn around. Suddenly, the car began sliding very quickly. I knew it was going to go over the hill so I told Julie that we need to get out. We both jumped out and watched the car as it continued down the hill toward the curve – headed for the drop-off.
Cars began coming up the hill very quickly. The first car hit the Camaro and pushed it all the way back up the hill. I thought it was very strange that I didn’t hear the sound of the two cars colliding, but shook it off and walked up the hill to examine the damage with my sister.
When I got to the top of the hill, my sister was no longer with me and the car was nowhere to be found. I was very concerned about what I was going to tell my husband and his friend. I instantly got this idea in my head that some type of elevator to the underground world had transported the car down. I looked for the elevator, but couldn't find it.
The next thing I know, I’m in the underground world. It kind of reminds me of the automotive plant where my husband works. I ask a lady dressed in a security uniform where the car is. She directs me to another elevator and explains that it had been taken downstairs. I finally find the car in a glass showcase inside a large room. I can’t go inside the room, but I can see the car from a window in the wall. The left side of the car is all that is visible and it doesn’t appear to be damaged at all. I want to look at the right side for damage, hoping that there is none. I get an uncomfortable feeling when I realize that I am not going to get this car back.
VISION
Well it is certainly an interesting dream. The thing is, I hate to try and interpret dreams from a while ago since they are usually no longer relevant (unless recurring) and the feelings and emotions that people had at the time has waned. I've had people sometimes ask me to look into a dream for them and find out it was a dream of them when they were 12 or something. Any message in that dream has long since passed so there really isn't any point.
I actually had some neat dreams last night, but I don't think they were deep or meaningful, more of my mind running wild and playing. They were very scattered also.
livenlaughnluv
VISION wrote:
Well it is certainly an interesting dream. The thing is, I hate to try and interpret dreams from a while ago since they are usually no longer relevant (unless recurring) and the feelings and emotions that people had at the time has waned. I've had people sometimes ask me to look into a dream for them and find out it was a dream of them when they were 12 or something. Any message in that dream has long since passed so there really isn't any point.
I actually had some neat dreams last night, but I don't think they were deep or meaningful, more of my mind running wild and playing. They were very scattered also.
Thanks anyway, Vision. I do actually see the meaning in the dream now... looking back. (Hindsight being 20/20 and all... lol!) That's the thing about dreams. They can be so hard to figure out at the time, no matter how hard you try. But, later on down the road, once life has unfolded, they just suddenly make so much sense.
As it turns out, I experienced some major changes in my life after that dream. My Jeep Cherokee represents strength and ability to me (probably because it was four-wheel drive and I could take that sucker anywhere), whereas the Camaro always seemed unpredictable and wimpy (but it was pretty to look at.) The Camaro demonstrated my image of myself at the time; the Jeep was where I knew I needed and wanted to be. My sister also represented myself because at the time, she was a lot like me in that she was allowing others to control her life, yet she was trying vigilantly to get control of it herself. (It was as though I was battling myself between doing what I thought was the responsible and right thing to do in my life versus doing what I knew needed to be done to get where I wanted to go.) Going down the hill in icy conditions and being hit by another car suggested that I would go through a period of struggles, uncertainty and fear, but that eventually, something traumatic would happen to force me to face those fears and get myself back to the top of the hill. (All of which did happen.) Once there, I would go through a period of reflection and find that the old me (the Camaro) would be lost forever and unable to haunt me, but remain cherished because of the lessons learned through my experiences (hence the glass room and my inability to see any damage to the vehicle.) I especially appreciated the elevator reference because, for some reason, I've always related elevators to scary basements and the devil. The fact that I turned my life over to Jesus during this period of time really brings the message home for me. Also, since both vehicles in my dream were ones I previously owned at the time of the dream, this makes me wonder if this particular dream was simply meant for me to reflect on at a later time, much like I am doing now, to show me that there was indeed a plan already set in motion for the changes in my life. I could even go on to add that my idea that the Camaro was not mine, but one my husband had borrowed from a friend could relate to my feelings back then that I wasn't being my own person at the time, but being the kind of person I thought my husband wanted me to be.
Personally, I believe that even the seemingly meaningless dreams have some meaning. In your instance, for example, you say your dreams last night seemed very scattered. This gives me the impression that you have a lot going on right now in your life. Not knowing the details, of course I couldn't tell you if there was a warning associated or if maybe your mind is simply trying to put some order to the various situations you are dealing with. The fact that you have little concern and refer to the dreams as "my mind running wild and playing" suggests that maybe you are contemplating many different solutions to a problem (or many problems) and feel assured that things will eventually work out for the best. I could be wrong... but, then, who isn't constantly struggling with decisions in their life, huh? lol!
VISION
Well I certainly do have a lot on the plate right now. If I take anything from that nights dreams, it's as you said that things seem to be going fine and I guess my mind was at ease and hence the funtime dreams. I don't normally disregard my dreams though as you said also, they can all mean something. Funny though how the ones we always seem to want to decipher and figure out are the ones that leave us feeling as though things just aren't tight.
I do the same. Like the fun dreams I mentioned, I wake up feeling in control and good so don't put much if any thought into the meanings although the dreams themselves were fun. I guess the irony is though that everyone seems to like getting help on the bad dreams and I guess afterall it's for a reason uh?
livenlaughnluv
VISION wrote:
Well I certainly do have a lot on the plate right now. If I take anything from that nights dreams, it's as you said that things seem to be going fine and I guess my mind was at ease and hence the funtime dreams. I don't normally disregard my dreams though as you said also, they can all mean something. Funny though how the ones we always seem to want to decipher and figure out are the ones that leave us feeling as though things just aren't tight.
I do the same. Like the fun dreams I mentioned, I wake up feeling in control and good so don't put much if any thought into the meanings although the dreams themselves were fun. I guess the irony is though that everyone seems to like getting help on the bad dreams and I guess afterall it's for a reason uh?
Yes, I can't recall ever having any "hey, things are going great in your life and we have nothing to figure out right now" dreams. lol! Hope you get some of that stuff on your plate eaten soon.
I guess the irony is though that everyone seems to like getting help on the bad dreams and I guess afterall it's for a reason uh?