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Please Turn to Page 318 in Your Dream Dictionary

I had one of those dreams last night that was so vivid and emotionally consuming for me that I can still picture it at noon. There's no doubt in my mind just what issues my brain was working through. They were pretty much spraypainted all over my subconsious mind.

The funny thing is that I woke this morning with a new sense of hope, something I haven't felt in a long time. I don't know if it was God or just my own mind reassuring me that everything is okay, but I KNOW that it will all be okay. In fact, one part of the dream was very specific about certain issues that have bothered me lately.

I know I'm not the only person who thinks about dreams and what they may or may not mean. A quick internet search for "dream meaning" proves this. Personally, I believe that dreams are a venue for our brains to play around with images, ideas, and emotions that we might normally filter out during the day. That said, I also believe they are place where God, our bodies, and our minds can speak to us. After all, we're pretty much a captive audience. I'm curious what others think about dreams.

1. Why do you think we have dreams?
2. How do you know which dreams have an applicable meaning and which are just nonsense?
3. Do even nonsense dreams have a meaning?
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Christy said…
I used to be really into dream interpretation....not that that's very surprising :)
I pretty much agree with you - they're a place for our minds to work out the things that we may not catch during the day or the things we don't take time to understand. I think that even nonsense dreams usually contain elements that make complete sense, if you think about them hard enough. My mom has lots of them, but usually, when you write it down or tell it to somebody, you will find that you use a phrase that jumps out at you and you go..."Oh! That's what that's all about!"
I also believe that God uses our dreams to speak to us - but pretty rarely.
Usually, I find the most meaning in the dreams that are the most vivid. Vivid colors, storylines or images that I just can't let go of....
4:46 PM
frabjouspoet said…
I find those vivid colors and whatnot haunting sometimes. The whole thing is fascinating to me, but that probably stems from my fascination with the human brain. Its abilities and lack thereof are just so interesting, don't you think? I mean, how on earth does it come up with something like purple elephants dancing on top of the Sphinx?
3:23 PM
Christy said…
Yeah - maybe that's the basic thing we have in common:) I find the brain fascinating too - the ways that people think and make decisions....and yeah, purple elephants on the Sphinx is pretty outrageous! My mom's dreams are absolutely astounding....she dreamed she was drowning in a chocolate milkshake once and had to drink the whole thing to save herself :) I remember a dream when I was pregnant with Emma where the sky was very pink - there was a storm brewing - and I think it was even before I knew she was a girl....I mean, it's really cool to consider all the stuff that goes on in there that we aren't aware of.
7:33 AM
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