I’ve always thought dreams, actual ones, where you sleep, not where you think about what you want to be when you grow up, should you ever, are super fascinating. There are so many theories to dreams & the “extension” of them.

During a specific time of my life, I logged my dreams; I monitored them very closely. In other words, I had a dream journal. I wanted to learn more about dreams & how they’re affiliated to my life. You can read about what dreams “mean,” yes, but I don’t like doing that. I want & choose to pursue my own interpretation. I don’t want what’s going on in my life to be assumed or influenced or forged & send my mind in more of a tizzy than it already is. 😉 One of the best things I’ve ever been called in life is a ‘non-conformist.’ I mean, there are certain scenarios where things are as clear as crystal, not meth, where it’s like, for sure this is what it means! Even a blind man could see that. I also feel like I have an extended gift for interpretation & maybe I should be the one doing the dictating. I was also brutally, yet fabulously, trained on interpretation as I earned my way to an Inglush digrie.

How I got this started… I made notes on my mobile. Stored them there for 2 years. 2 years, yes. Funny. Those notes sure did simmer. I had tried to attend to them sooner, but I have so many legitimate excuses… blah blah blah. I finally got to it, them! No, not getting pronouns-ish here. All this time I’ve been saying I’ve been writing. That is true. A LOT just hasn’t been published [yet]. I’m waiting for an episode of writer’s block to happen, so I can bounce back & rely off them. Everyone loves a comeback. & everyone loves a villain.

I’ve also had a little actual journaling going on, too. I’d logged manually & then step away, switch gears. Not switch hit. Those were other times. The digital notes were only temporary. As a writer, you need to stop what you’re doing & jot down a good idea as soon as you have it. You know the good ideas & you don’t. If you say, I’ll remember & then forget to write it, you’re screwed. Consider it a miscarriage. If you do remember & do write it down, you won’t have the same momentum & it might jeopardize the founding or building of the idea. The same with dreams, not unless they’re really remarkable where they’re on your mind all day, like seeing a hot person you later wish you would’ve talk to because now they’re lost in the sea of 8 billion + people, you need to jot it down as soon as you wake. That’s the key. Memories about dreams tend to go in vanishing mode, at least for me. Something like a Snap[chat]. I think. I forgot. Do people still use that platform?!? See! & not unless they, the dreams, become reoccurring, you won’t realize until after the fact.

& to get witchy, & bitchy, on you, this type of thing belongs in a book, old school status. I’m sooo old school in some, important ways. Anyhow, I finally, CeCe Peniston status, found time to transcribe them & reflect. Wow. Dreams are interesting & funny & weird. I truly think they can reflect life & I also think they’re some sort of message. Interpretation & putting thought into it is key. For all those who have said I overthink things, screw you, thank you, I DO! With good reason. The signs are always there. Learn to follow them. To me, human existence is interesting & weird & I trip out on it allllll the time! Am I alien? Yes! For instance, when I was going through a rough, anxious time where I felt life was challenging me & not necessarily on my side, my dreams weren’t dreams, they were night terrors. Hell, so bad they were also daymares. I’m a big daydreamer. Some nightmares had me wake up because it came to a point where they seemed too real & I didn’t know reality from dreamery. Given some of the episodes, I was relieved to wake up! I’ll say that. Another interesting part of this journey, & speaking of extended gifts, no pun intended on certain parts of my hot body, especially when waking up, was when I foresaw certain things: premonitions. I dreamt something was going to happen & in some way, it happened. Overnight? No.

The dream journal is also about other things. Synchronicity being 1 of them. Talk about weirdness. Psychicness. Déjà vu. Intuition. Aside from aliens, I soooo believe in the multiverse. I’m telling you, some of my dreams are so vivid that when I realize they didn’t actually happen in real life, I’m life WTFQ?!? Nice joke. It’s crazy. I’m pretty sure my spirit roams around at night & has fun of its own while I’m passed out, I mean knocked out, at home. There’s no such thing as coincidence or is there? Timing is everything. Yes, searched the lost & found for my marbles. Not there.

It’s pretty safe to say, I’m obsessed with dreams. Literally. “Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac is one of my favourite songs. & let’s not forget about that one little 3-piece serial, Strange Dreams & Other Things. Mind you, those were in 2 different lifetimes, at 2 different stages. Or were they? Life is interesting… They’re also formatted differently. The serial. There’s a fiction tone & foundation to Strange Dreams & Other Things. This dream journal that I don’t plan on publishing, but maybe using snippets of it in other pieces, might come to light?

The time I began the dream journal was somewhat dark & then it transitioned to light. It was dreams via my life. My dreams change when my situations change. It makes me believe that dreams can reflect our daily situations. I was surprised to see the same people reappearing, too. Hmmm— I [still] wonder, if I dream of you, do you dream of me? Kindred spirits, maybe? Spirits communicating? More than you want to admit? Strange things happen in the sleep, even when we pretend to. I did say the human life is interesting –& weird. I truly think we’ll all in some sort of way or another say to ourself, it was all a dream, or was it?