Weird Dreams

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Weird dreams of flying
Weird dreams of flying

Last night I had another weird and unusual dream. I was in a strange city and I was flying a single engine plane only 30 to 40 feet above the streets. The city was under attack and chaos reigned. Occasionally a beat-up burning car fell from the sky.

I decided to leave the city and so I maneuvered to fly over a highway (still flying low) and ahead and to the left, another burning car was falling and debris was shooting everywhere. People were ducking and covering their heads. An older gentleman was almost hit. I took his arm (even though I was flying a plane and he was walking on the ground, hahaha) and I told him to turn around and run back into the city. We somehow moved along together arm in arm (me flying a plane and him running on the street) and we ducked behind the first tall building so that it would shield us from the debris.

Do you dream action-filled dramas? Do your dreams usually take place in the city or in the country? Mine usually take place in the city (even though in real life I am a country girl).

Now here is the really strange part. My dear friend Cathy and I often dream similar dreams on the same night, independently of each other; she lives about 30 miles away and we talk on the phone once or twice a week, mostly about our mosaic work.

When, during the course of a conversation, I began to describe this crazy dream to her, she related the dream she had, on the same night, also about me flying a plane!

In her dream, she and her boy friend were at a large party in an elegant house built on a cliff overlooking the ocean. My husband and I were at the same party and we were surprised to see each other.

My friend and I walked out on the deck to admire the view of the moonlight shining on the ocean and one of her earrings fell down the cliff. She heard it plink as it landed. We both leaned over the railing and looked down and there was a wrecked small plane imbedded into the cliff and the earring had fallen into the plane. I insisted that we both climb down the cliff (in our party dresses and high-heeled shoes) and retrieve the earring.

Once we clambered into the plane, I decided to fly it. She protested, I insisted, and I fired up the engine and we soared away over the ocean. She was nervous and I reassured her that we were fine. Then I said that when we tried to land, that’s when there would likely be a problem. Hahahaha.

I dreamed this next one long ago and it was so vivid, so real, that it’s as if I dreamed it only last night. We lived in our old house in Georgetown, and my friend Jo and I were folding laundry in the kitchen. My husband lay sleeping, face down, in the next room, barefoot, clad only in Levis. He appeared to be 19 years old again, the age he was when we met.

I stepped out a side door and flapped a large white sheet. A movement caught my eye and I glanced to my right down into the backyard. I saw an awesome sight. Seven great owls spiraled down and landed in the backyard. Larger than humans, they had thick iridescent feathers in shades of copper, gold, bronze, brown, blue, emerald, and amethyst. Although owl-like in appearance, some facial features were human.

The leader, Erma, spoke to me without words. I turned and led them into the kitchen. They strode majestically to the round dining table and each took a seat. Jo and her husband Jon joined them. My husband rose from the bed, stretched languidly and also took a seat at the table.

I searched frantically for cups and saucers in order to serve them tea. They calmly discussed the secrets of the universe with my friends and my husband, not quite within my hearing. In the wooden rack on the drain board were several sugar bowls and creamers made of dainty porcelain with real gold rims and tiny pink and yellow flowers on a white background. No cups or saucers were to be found. I became so frustrated! Erma looked at me disapprovingly and the owl creatures rose and departed. I cried despairingly after them, Wait! Wait! It was my one chance to learn the secrets of the universe and I blew it!

Posters on a message board I visit are discussing their dreams about houses. It seems that this is a common theme. Here are my dreams that I have regularly about houses. One I lived in as a small child, and the other I have seen only in my dreams.

The first was in the country outside of Rosenthal (somewhere in central Texas). It was a huge 3-story mansion with massive fluted columns and had been abandoned and allowed to decay and slowly disintegrate over many years. All the white paint had peeled off revealing grey weathered wood. Some of the wooden floors had holes where you could look down into a dark basement.

Two or three ground floor rooms in one wing were still livable (barely). My mom, dad and I rented these rooms and lived there briefly. My mother told me to never go into the other rooms, which I did every chance I got. I remember playing in front of an enormous stone fireplace with some broken china on the floor, little white porcelain cups with pink and yellow roses. One of the rooms we rented was a dining room with a table about 40 feet long; we ate at one end, the three of us.

The other house I dream is a one-story ranch, large, modern, airy and beautiful. This one I have not seen in real life. I wander through the house in my dream, admiring all that I see, lovely furniture, fresh flowers, large windows. Then I turn and go down a long hall with bedrooms and bathrooms on both sides, all neglected and dusty, and the bathrooms are leaking and flooded. In my dream I'm upset because there's no place in good enough condition for guests to stay.

Lastly, for many years I suffered a night terror. Sound asleep, I would suddenly jolt awake. Hovering in the darkness above my head would be the face of a white tiger. The beast snarled soundlessly and its menacing aspect struck me with a paralyzing fear. I would whimper and my husband would wake up and ask what's wrong and the tiger's face would disappear. These dreams lasted for years and then stopped for no obvious reason, never to return.

My youngest granddaughter has colorful, action-packed dreams. She recently dreamed that the end of the world was happening and she was a Megalodon, frantically swimming to and fro in the ocean, being pursued by men in a large ship; the men were attempting to kill her with harpoons. I asked her, wonder why you didn't just dive deep and escape them? and she laughed and said she didn't know; she just kept swimming on the surface. I found it strange that she would dream that she was a huge shark. I can understand people dreaming that they are threatened by a shark, but I never heard of people dreaming that they WERE a shark.

My latest dream went like this: We (my group of friends) are all together, on vacation in Europe. It's time to pack and leave for home and the dream involves the usual confusion of lost luggage, wrong directions, missed connections, etc. like it is sometimes in dreams.

Next we are all sitting in an outdoor cafe, waiting to leave for the airport. There is a row of plants, recently planted in fresh mulch. One of them leans over. Brenda, one of my friends, who is well-known for her gardening skills, hurriedly attempts to set it straight. It slowly leans back over. Brenda assertively sets it straight again and she moves a huge rock over to prop the plant upright. She pushes and pushes on the rock and suddenly the ground opens up, revealing an enormous void. It's not a dark void, as one would expect, but full of blue sky and light. The stone hurtles down through the void and we all follow, head first, whirling about, like Alice falling down the rabbit hole.

Do you dream in color? I do. I would love to hear about your dreams. It's fascinating to analyze our dreams, and it's certainly not an exact science, but I believe our dreams give us insight into what is secretly bothering us or what we want that eludes us.

Apparently I was meant to fly and should have taken flying lessons long ago. I desire knowledge and I sometimes feel excluded. I'm a risk-taker and sometimes make bad decisions. There are areas of my life that need to be changed. That's what the above-mentioned dreams mean to me. What do your dreams mean to you?

I would love to hear about your unusual dreams. Do you believe that during sleep, our mind tries to work out problems that we have during the waking hours? Do you think that dreams carry warnings?

A fascinating hubpage about owls: http://hubpages.com/hub/Owls-Creatures-of-Magic-and-Legend

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Glenn Stok 5 years ago from Long Island, NY

Very interesting Hub. I find dreams interesting because they are a reflection on issues we have in real life that are unresolved. I believe dreams are a way for our brain to attempt to work on those issues. My dreams tend to be action-filled same as yours. This is probably an indication that we have a lot going on in our lives.

You know? Writing about our dreams is a great way to get over writer's block. I think I'll have to give it a try someday... writing about my dreams and interpreting them in a Hub. Thanks for giving me the idea. Voted up and awesome.


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Silva Hayes 5 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Thank you, Glenn. Appreciate your comments a lot.


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thriver86 5 years ago from New Orleans

Dreams are amazing. I think they reflect our personalities through vivid imagery. Your dreams are very detailed and as you said there seems to always be something flying, whether it be a plane or an owl. Maybe this means you are ever-aspiring and always wanting more from life.

For myself I always have dreams of war and fighting. Not sure what to make of that.


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Silva Hayes 5 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

You are so right, thriver, I am always aspiring and wanting more from life. It's interesting that you dream of war, and write about how to survive difficult times. Perhaps you feel a foreboding of war on our soil; it's certainly a possibility. Thank you for visiting and commenting.


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Silva Hayes 4 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Last night I dreamed that my youngest granddaughter left the front door open, and a flock of birds flew into the house. They were beautiful dark birds shaped like swifts or swallows. They darted all over the house and we ran about trying to guide them back to the front door. I am going to take this dream to mean prosperity for the new year.


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Nat Amaral 4 years ago from BC Canada

Your dreams are indeed pretty action packed. Mine are usually full of tragedy. That's why I often dread sleeping at night. Thank you for sharing this hub. It's great to know that I have someone in common with when it comes to this sort of thing.


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Silva Hayes 4 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Nat, it's no fun to dread going to sleep at night. Have you ever tried to guide your dreams in any way? I've read about that, but haven't tried it. So odd that I get on the computer this morning and see your comment on my Weird Dream hub. I had the strangest dream last night and don't know how to take it except as an omen or warning. I dreamed my 14-year-old granddaughter needed a ride somewhere so away we went, and I let her drive. In my dream I owned a huge old Ford Fairlane, two-tone brown. She drove through the car rider lane at school, way too fast, and yelled to the kids sitting on the steps to see if they wanted a ride. They said no, and she took off, way too fast, and I was trying to get her to slow down. She left the road and went across a field, and clipped an iron pipe that was sticking up out of the ground. Turned out it was a gas line and it erupted in flames. Then the flames traveled underground and blew up here and there all over town. Sigh. Needless to say, I am exhausted this morning. As we were sitting in my van waiting at the school bus stop, I told her my dream and we speculated on what it might mean.


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gmwilliams 3 years ago from the Greatest City In The World-New York City, New York

This is such a fascinating hub. Dreams reveal myriad facets of our subconscious. Dreams oftentimes have hidden meanings which are sometimes unfathomable. In my dreams, I either dream that I am dead or fighting someone. Go figure.


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Silva Hayes 3 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Thanks for the visit and comment, gmwilliams! In most of my dreams, I am attempting something that I'm not qualified to do (flying a plane) or I'm looking for something lost (my car in a parking garage, etc.). Fascinating things, dreams. But I'm so curious, how do you dream that you are dead? What's that like? Please, tell me more.


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Kathryn L Hill 3 years ago from LA

I dreamed I spilled water all over a bunch of computer equipment. The water was every where! I was desperately trying to dry off the keyboard and the printer. Ugh. I think it means I am wasting my time in forums! LOL.


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Silva Hayes 3 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Ugh! I don't like those kinds of dreams at all and I have them often. It's frustrating.


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Shyron E Shenko 3 years ago

Silva, I love to dream, except one that I dream often.


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Silva Hayes 3 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Shyron, I am so sorry that I haven't responded to your comment. I know what happened; I am often interrupted at the computer by a grandchild -- I must have clicked "approve" and then got sidetracked, thinking I would come back later. I just found this comment tonight (five months later). Can you tell us about the one dream that you don't love?


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Silva Hayes 2 years ago from Spicewood, Texas Author

Over the last month or so, I have been having really, really odd dreams. The main difference is that I am not myself in the dreams. I am a totally different person, different age, weight, hair, features; it is extremely odd (still the same gender, that's all). Otherwise, the dreams are the same as usual, I am working, everything goes wrong, I oversleep, I can't find my clothes, files are lost, my car is lost in the parking garage, etc. Always in the past, I was myself in my dreams; perhaps a different age (younger) but still -- myself. Now I am this whole other person; it is unsettling to say the least.

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