I am absolutely fascinated by dreams.
Sometimes, I wake up, and think, “Why did I dream such thing?” Lately, my dreams have been quite vivid. I remember just about every detail of the dream (when I instantly wake up). Yesterday’s dream was strange.
The dream: All of these strangers were in my childhood home. I thought, ‘Who are all these people?’ I woke up, and thought, ‘Great, another dream that resided in the home I grew up in. What’s going on?’ On a regular basis, I have dreams of my childhood home, and the block where I grew up.
Chicago tends to pop up in my dreams, during the day and night. It feels like something (or someone) is trying to tell me something. What are these dreams trying to communicate? That I have unresolved issues of my past? These dreams can be so dark, so vivid, and feel so real. Is it too much to ask for a naughty dream? I hardly ever have naughty dreams, perhaps because my reality is naughty? I definitely think so.
In reality, my family sold my childhood home a few years ago, right after my Grandmother passed away. Today, I was curious to check out the home online. It turns out, the building has been sold a month ago. The buyers of the home flipped it, remodeled it, and currently, the home does not resemble the home I once grew up in.
Perhaps the message is: ‘Just let go of the past & focus on the present moment.’
The earliest dream I could remember: I had a dream that something really gruesome happened to my Dad. I woke up, in complete shock. I won’t say what happened (in detail), but I do remember the dream quite well. I don’t remember what age I was (maybe 6 or 7). I believe I had this particular nightmare because one day, in reality, when my Grandma had to watch me (so my parents can have their ‘date-night’), my Grandma wanted to educate me about the Armenian Genocide, so she decided to put on a movie for me to watch. I saw it, and began screaming off the top of my lungs. I believe that this very incident made me not enjoy watching horror movies as a child.
Anyways, that was all in the past.
Lately, I have been having dreams where I am onstage, singing. Bright stage lights beaming at me, and I sing my heart away. Is this because both of my Grandmother’s were singers in their past life? Maybe my Grandmother’s are trying to communicate with me? Maybe they’re currently telling me, “What are you doing with your life? Should I should be onstage?”
In reality, over 20 years ago, I was a bass player in my ex-boyfriend’s band. I also sang back-up vocals. The band sounded like crap, but I enjoyed myself. My ex taught me how to play bass. This was so long ago, that I almost forgot that I was once in a band. I was in the band for a year. When I broke up with my ex, I did not want to be involved with the band. I feel that musicians are very inspiring people. When I attend numerous concerts, I envision what it would be like to sing onstage. Honestly, I can envision it. It’s never too late for a career change.
In reality, I sing every single day at home, by myself. A random song will pop-up in my head, and I will just sing. Another thing I completely forgot about: In the 3rd grade, I was in the Choir. I sang Alto. I was so paranoid & self-conscious about my singing as a child, and extremely shy about it. I’m not sure what possessed me, or told me to join the choir, but I did it.
More Dreams
2.19.24
The Drive
Driving in a car, to a destination that was unknown. I believe I was driving in the dark, all by myself. I woke up, and thought, ‘Where was I driving? Was I driving down the right path? Or the wrong path?’
2.26.24
Seattle
I went to Seattle with my cat, who has been deceased for almost a year. Funny thing is, I’ve never been to Seattle.
4.27.24
A Ghost
2 days in a row, the same ghost popped up in my dream. I’ve never seen her in my life. But in the dream, it seemed as if I knew her. She had light brown hair, and she had a curvy figure. The 1st time she popped in my dream, I woke up & felt cold. I realized I was sweating. Then, I began to shiver. In the dream, I saw her shadow in a Bathroom. I didn’t see her in the bathroom mirror. In the dream, it seemed as if she was
Hovering over me. The next day, I fell asleep on the couch, and this ‘ghost’ popped up in my dream again. I woke up, and my heart was racing. Now, I realize who this ‘ghost’ resembles. She resembles my Godmother, who I haven’t seen (or talked to) in 13 years. She’s the ‘black-sheep’ of the family. Anyways, I am unsure what this ‘ghost’ is trying to communicate.
5.14.24
The Red Head
I was sick today. I have to take naps to beat this spring cold (rest does the body good). In the afternoon, I woke up from quite a pleasant dream, wishing the dream were true. The dream: There was a woman (I never seen this woman in my real life) who appeared in my dream. She had beautiful red hair. She was in my home, standing in the living room. Then, she stated, ‘I am a May baby’. I stated, ‘When is your birthday?’ She stated, ‘May 15.’ I stated, ‘Wow, my birthday is May 5th; we’re both Tauruses.’ Then, she removed her dress. Underneath her dress, she wore a bra and peach colored panties. She went on all fours on her hands and knees. Then, she slowly removed her panties, as I sat on the couch, watching the whole thing. Then, I woke up.
Finally, I had a naughty dream! It’s semi-rare.
6.2.24
I flew to either Beirut (the birthplace of my Grandma), or Dubai. In reality, I’ve never been to neither place. Anyways, in the dream, I was flying, and the place was tilting quite far to the left. Then, to the right. I peeked out the window, and I could see a desert. Finally, the plane landed. All of the passengers and I got off the plane. All I could do is look around and think, ‘I’ve finally made it. This is amazing.’ Then, I woke up. This dream seemed so incredibly real. I cannot remember all of the details, but I do remember walking around and being mesmerized by the place.
7.6.24
Yet another dream, which seemed too much like reality. This is a recurring dream. In the dream, I am hiking in the snowy mountains, headed west. This dream took place in the Winter time, during the day. I am hiking, and I end up in North Dakota. I hiked through Wisconsin, then through Minnesota, and ended up in North Dakota. In reality, I’ve never been to North Dakota. I woke up, and I thought, ‘Did I actually do that in reality?’
A little quote I found: “A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde
Enjoy this little dream song: