Once in a while, a dreaming experience is so strange, so memorable, I remember it for years after. One such dream took place many years ago when I was in my early twenties and living in Grandma Shirley's basement. I recall dreaming that I was on an ice filled planet. The landscape was simply flat, smooth ice for as far as I could see in every direction. Close inspection of the ice showed that it was made up of multiple swirling colors - colors in patterns not unlike the colors viewed in a water puddle with oil floating on the top (only brighter). I then recalled in the dream that I had ice skates on and spent a good portion of the dream trying to skate to the end of the ice - to no avail. At that point of the dream, a hole opened up in the ice right under my feet. The hole did not lead to water underneath. I simply started sliding backward down the gently sloped edge and because it was pure ice, I could not stop myself from sliding further and further into the hole. At the point that I could no longer see out of the hole, I suddenly found myself in Grandma Shirley and Grandpa Artie's garage - still falling into a hole, but now the hole was in the floor of the garage. The hole appeared to be right where the hoist would normally be located (on the right side of the garage). As I clawed at the edges of the hole in a frightened panic, I woke up.
Later in the morning as I sleepily walked upstairs, I immediately encountered Grandma Shirley talking to another family member (I don't remember who). She was describing a dream she had the previous night in which she found herself falling into a hole in the floor of the garage! The only difference in our dreams (other than my dream starting out on another planet) is that the hole was located in a different spot. The hole that Grandma Shirley fell into was on the left side.
Cue Twilight Zone music...........
I remember you sharing that dream sometime in the past. That's crazy man!
ReplyDeleteI am convinced that our thoughts can connect with/pick up on the thoughts of people very close to us. When I was married to a Vietnam Vet, I had many dreams where I was in the midst of the action in Vietnam. In the morning I would ask my husband about his dreams during the night. They matched mine.
ReplyDeleteYou mean your not from another planet? LOL!j/k What a wild coincidence. Are you sure you hadn't any discussions with your grandma before this dream about holes? I'm not trying to debunk anything supernatural just trying to be scientific. Dreams just might actually be a gateway into the unknown....
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ReplyDeleteThat's exactly what I thought at first, but I remember on the day it happened trying to link any discussions I had with her about holes. There were none!
What my mother explains in her comment above is something that happened to her frequently while she was married to Wes. She would often tell me about them right after they happened. Strange, strange, strange....
That is pretty spooky Keith. I don't think that I have ever shared a dream with anyone, not even my identical twin sister. I only have recurring dreams, like the one where I am at college and I can't find my first class of the day. I am running from building to building checking different rooms. I try to read my class schedule and I can't seem to focus. Finally I wake up frustrated.
ReplyDeleteDenise, Your recurring dream is one of the classics. I've had recurring dreams almost identical to that one - I can't find the class or remember what time it's at, the buildings are confusing, etc. It's so strange that to this day and so many years later, one can continue to have those dreams...lol.
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