“They say dreams are the windows of the soul–take a peek and you can see the inner workings, the nuts and bolts.”
~ Henry Bromel

It’s a drowzy morning here in the VI … I was happy the sunrise was pink to start, or I might have chosen to stay in bed. But I got up, and was glad I did, for the changing colors under that big black cloud were really pretty.

Villa guests were up late last night following a wedding, Spencer was up multiple times too, and thus, I did not enjoy a good night’s sleep.

I found myself in a repetitive dream. I was making homemade pasta, with a rolling pin, over and over.

I know exactly where this dream came from. A friend dropped by yesterday, and mentioned that they had tried to make their own homemade flour tortillas. He said they were a disaster. I’ve been wanting to try this as well, but of course now I’m a bit skeptical. And while I was making up my weekly menus later in the day, I ran across a homemade pasta recipe, but it called for eggs. I own a pasta maker, and I know that pasta doesn’t require using eggs, but it’s been a really long time since I’ve taken a stab at making homemade.  Yet, it’s the only way that I’ll be able to make homemade ravioli, which I’ve also been wanting to try ….

So there was my mind, churning all night, trying to work out that darned recipe. Why I didn’t get out the machine in the dream, I’ll never know. Hey, but if that’s the worst of my recurring dreams now, fantastic !! But it’s also a sign my yoga practice is suffering from the early sunrises.

The most common recurring or repetitive dreams are these:

  • Difficulties with house maintenance
  • Teeth falling out
  • Discovering new rooms in a house
  • Losing control of a vehicle
  • Being unable to find a toilet
  • Having the ability to fly
  • Being held down or otherwise unable to move
  • Nakedness in a public place
  • Being held back in school or failing a test
  • Losing the ability to speak
  • Escaping or being caught in a tornado/storm
  • Drowning, or otherwise not being able to breathe
  • Finding lost items
  • Unable to turn on the lights in one’s house

In the past, I’ve had very vivid dreams about a psunami. So vivid and recurring that I know the beach well. Sometimes I’d be above it, laying out on a bluff high above, getting a tan with three friends, and watch it come in. In others, I’m helping rescue people in a cove. I haven’t had that dream in years, thank goodness!

I also have a house I love to explore. It’s sort of my grandparent’s old home, and my cousin’s home. And I can’t find my locker in 8th grade every now and again.

Wikipedia notes that much research has been done to try and find the connection between recurring dreams and their underlying values, which have been going on since the time of the cavemen, represented in their drawings. Recurring dreams can be seen as an attempt to resolve emotional preoccupations. Another finding represents recurring dreams as a rehearsal of threat perception and avoidance. Threatening elements are often present in recurring dreams (aka pasta!), as well as them occurring in stressful periods of ones life. But on a positive note, they can often times relate to psychological well being, simply a reflection of the current concerns a person may be going through and attempting to work out subconsciously.

One of the most famous accounts of a recurrent dream is from Abraham Lincoln. While discussing the war with General Grant during a cabinet meeting, he told the general that there would be big news from the warfront. When Grant asked why he thought this he replied:

“I had a dream last night; and ever since this war began I have had the same dream just before every event of great national importance. It portends some important event that will happen very soon.”

That evening Abraham Lincoln was assassinated.

What are your recurrent dreams? And what do you think that they might mean?

Whatever they are, I hope they work themselves out, and you have a wonderful day to end off this long holiday weekend!

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