Am I (in) Your Dream?

One good thing about dogs, is that they never try to tell you about their dreams.

Now you might say that dogs don’t dream like we do…

Well, excuse me! 🙄

Have you ever seen your pet ‘running’  through dreamland, twitching and wiggling its legs? Have you heard him woof and yap excitedly in the middle of the night? Growling in anger or satisfaction?

Much like people… but I have never had a dog try to tell me about his dream.

So, maybe last night he had a nice rich old lady as a owner who fed him fillet steak and tucked him in under a cashmere blanket? Or what if he spent his nightflights with someone who had all the time in the world, taking him for endless walks on a pearly white beach? A young(er) 😉 girl who sat with him on the porch at dawn, lovingly sharing her tea and rusks with him, all the while scratching him behind the ears – just the way he likes it? All the things you would do, if you had the time or money or energy or inclination to do – but never get around to.

No wonder that dog is man’s best friend… his dreams are his alone – and when and what he dreams is more than enough thrill for him. It doesn’t change his demeanour. It doesn’t make him any less loyal toward you or love you less. It never occurs to him that you may not be quite what he seems to think he deserves or ought to have. Neither does he make you feel like a failure because he dreams of a better life somewhere else…  PLUS, he certainly doesn’t want me telling him to go find the old lady he dreamt of last night, when it’s time for his lunch – fed in the same boring bowl, with the same predictable ingredients by the same dependable little ol’ me. Weird… how a dog understands that so perfectly well… :mrgreen:

Want to hear some of my strange dreams? 😯

No? 🙄

You’re right… you don’t want to! And you wanna know why?

Because, could it be that maybe, just maybe you don’t feature in them? :mrgreen:

And for some silly reason it might make you feel worthless or undeserving.

But for some logical reason it might mean exactly the opposite –

Maybe you’re already so much part of my life that there’s no need for me to go to sleep to actually have the experience of someone else that I had always hoped and wished for…

Unlike many people who are seemingly interested in other people’s dreams and their meanings I am usually just interested in my own. They concern me and me only. And, no, I have never felt the need to consult some book or the “Dream Moods A-Z Dream Dictionary”. Depending on the dream and more important whether I remember it or not – I am quite capable of deciphering it myself. But I almost NEVER divulge my dreams to anyone – unless it’s worth a great giggle or obviously of deeply spiritual significance.

Why is it that dreams have such an impact on us? Our own dreams as well as those of others. Why is it that dreams have forever been romanticized? “You’re my dream come true” must be one of the most beautiful declarations of love ever… But being told “I dreamt of you” by someone else is an almost too personal revelation of shared intimacy and being told that by someone of the opposite gender almost always signifies exactly that. If it didn’t, that person would tell it out loud, laughing their figurative butt off, not minding who else hears or knows about it… Dreams therefor – especially dreams that we don’t consider appropriate to share with just about anyone we know, let alone our partners, are higher and often unattainable aspirations – they allow for fantasy and they deflect harsh reality. And for a moment sometimes, dreams can seem real and release us from people and situations we’d either rather not be with or want to avoid.

And even though we can sometimes not help or control our dreams – we can certainly keep them under control – if they’re important to us, we can feed them – if not, starve them. If they reoccur frequently, they may essentially mean something – a void to be filled, an unsuccessful attempt at whatever life throws you, a supersized ego that needs taming, an underdeveloped selfesteem that begs for confidence, a loss and even sometimes a need for praise and appreciation… If it involves you and anything to do with you as an individual – then go for it: tell your dream. Talk it through. Find a solution. Let it inspire and motivate you to face your fears and find new goals and purpose. My grandmother said this one day: “isn’t it amazing how ordinary people lend so much more credence and importance to their dreams than to any of their waking events?” and then she would tell me about the old man who decided to follow his dream… (to make a long story short – he woke up dead 😦 ) And once in a while, when someone in the community would act selfishly or regardless of who got hurt or would be affected by their action, she would say: “I hope he/she doesn’t wake up dead” – but that’s another story for another day…

HAVING a dream is easy.

BEING a dream to someone worthy is what we’re supposed to be striving for. Being a dream giver to the one who loves you and thinks you’re their dream come true. Having a dream may sometimes mean robbing someone else of theirs. And when you steal someone else’s dream… you’ll be left with no dreams to dream.

Which leaves me with one last question: Am I (in) your dream?

Does it matter?

Should it matter?

Then again, maybe the question ought to be: Are you (in) mine?


24 Responses to “Am I (in) Your Dream?”

  1. July 14, 2010 at 2:42 pm

    Sjoe BB, geskryf soos net jy kan! Ek glo maar dat jou drome ‘n uiting van jou onderbewussyn is…. so wat die gedagtes van vol is, loop die drome van oor.

    • 2 BB
      July 15, 2010 at 5:08 am

      Ek het ook so geglo DMi – skynlik is dit nie altyd so nie. Sovêr ek verstaan kan jy selfs ‘n erotiese dream oor die (kommin) buurvrou/man hê, of ‘n superirriterende baas of die bankbestuurder 😯 en DIT is beslis nie gedagtes wat ‘oorloop’ nie – dit mag dalk wel op behoeftes van die een of ander aard, maar dis nie te sê jy swymel oor die betrokkene nie. Probleem kom in wanneer jy besluit jou droom móét die een of ander gewig dra veral mbt die betrokke persoon – en dit opvolg of dan pursue in a way… 🙄

      • July 15, 2010 at 5:40 am

        Dis scary, ek het gelukkig nog nie sulke erotiese nagmerries gehad nie 😯 😆

        • 4 BB
          July 15, 2010 at 5:46 am

          Wat??!! 🙄 jy nog NOOIT mette stupid smile of jou bakkies wakker geword nie?? :mrgreen:

          • July 15, 2010 at 5:53 am

            Definitiewe verskil tussen erotiese drome en erotiese nagmerries BB…. met die drome is daar emnse in wat jy daarin wil hê… met die nagmerries is daar mense in wat jy NIE daarin wil hê nie 😆

            • 6 BB
              July 15, 2010 at 11:18 am

              Die issue is NIE oor wie jy wat droom nie – die issue is: sal jy vir langer as EEN oomblik daaraan aandag gee; sal jy daarop reageer asof jy vas glo dat die droom jou ‘lei’ om sus of so op te tree en sal jy dus daarvolgens optree en dit pursue ASOF die realiteit is?
              Wat laat ‘n (groot)mens glo dat sy/haar droom noodwendig enige optrede of reaksie regverdig?

              • July 16, 2010 at 5:17 am

                Ek weet nie.. dis belaglik, want as ek in my droom wille erotiese passies met die tealady uitvoer (behoede my) sal ek my kop moet laat lees as ek dink dit is iets wat ek op moet reageer.

  2. 8 PlaasJuppie
    July 14, 2010 at 3:56 pm

    So are a lack of dreams reflective of lack of ambition or a sign of contentment?

    • 9 BB
      July 15, 2010 at 5:35 am

      Nope PJ I don’t think so?? Nie lack of ambition nie – beslis nie. ‘n Tekort or total non-occurrence of daydreams mag dalk dui op lack of ambition of aspiration, maar nie nagtelike ‘flights of fancy’. Ek dink jy sal beslis daaroor droom as jy ‘n moerawiese career change oorweeg of doodongelukkig in jou werk is, maar dit mag dalk nie eers direk so in jou droom dui nie… drome kan nogal vreeslik ‘lyk soos’ of simbolies voorkom – en dis hoekom die mens steeds soms die verkeerde afleidings maak oor ‘n droom (veral ‘n reoccurring droom).
      Lack of dreams mag dalk wel dui of contentment… ek weet nie jong. ek voel half heel content, maar ek het reoccurring drome oor dieselfde ding – oor en oor en uit elke angle… so of my droom iets probeer sê en ek duidelik nie die boodskap kry nie. 😕 is dit ‘n voorbode? ‘n waarskuwing? of dalk net ‘n manier vir my psige om te sê: sort dit uit voor jy op Prozac gaan 😉

  3. July 14, 2010 at 6:10 pm

    Dreams are good friends when you’re lonely! My ouma verskyn al jare lank in my drome en sy kom net as ek besig is om aan te jaag.

    • July 15, 2010 at 5:37 am

      So hoe gereeld is dit? Elke aand? 😆

      • 12 BB
        July 15, 2010 at 5:41 am

        *proes* 😆

        • July 15, 2010 at 12:11 pm

          Bwahaha! Ja, DMI – ek het myself opgestel vir daai kommentaar van jou! Nee, kom ons sê maar so een keer ‘n jaar 😉

    • 14 BB
      July 15, 2010 at 5:37 am

      My drome is tans nie ‘good friends’ nie ☼’s … then again is ek darem ook nie lonely nie…
      Jou ouma was seker net so ‘n wyse ou dame soos myne 😉

  4. July 15, 2010 at 6:32 am

    Dis jammer ons onthou nie altyd waaroor ons droom nie! Ek moet bieg toe ek op mood altering medikasie was het ek iets ysliks gedroom… elke aand die hele aand lank en die crap wat ek gedroom het? 😯

    Die weirdste wat ek kan onthou is waar ek by my ouers op die muur buite sit en koffie drink terwyl ek met my pet krokodil speel! :mrgreen:

    • 16 BB
      July 15, 2010 at 7:39 am

      Ek speel wragtig eerder mette lewendige krokodil as wat ek my huidige drome entertain, Girltjie…

      • July 15, 2010 at 8:51 am

        Oh my Beeps…. Skryf ‘n boek! Ek dink dit moet rivviting lees stof wees! :mrgreen:

        • 18 BB
          July 15, 2010 at 11:04 am

          Oor my drome Girl?? 🙄 Sielswroegend riveting, skat! Of hoe sou Plattstetjie so mooi geseg het: “Bekotsenswaardig riveting” 😆
          As dit nie vir my skoon gewete was nie het ek wragtig nie geslaap dwarsdeur die snert nie :mrgreen:

  5. July 15, 2010 at 5:21 pm

    as ek droom onthou ek bitter selde wat ek gedroom het. Ook maar goed, die wat ek wel onthou laat my wroeg of plein kommin bang.

  6. July 16, 2010 at 5:21 am

    Die een droom wat ek baie goed kan onthou, ek was nog op varsity, was dat ek in ‘n bankroof beland het, en een van die rowers my met ‘n masjiengeweer geskiet het. Dit was so real dat ek kon voel hoe die bullets in my lyf ingaan.

    Dit beteken nie ek gaan nou van bank tot bank gaan, en hoop vir ‘n bankroof en dan voor fie rower inspring en skree skiet my, want dit is wat ek gedroom het nie. Ek verstaan nie die ding van mense wat glo hulle drome “vertel” hulle iets nie.

    • July 16, 2010 at 5:22 am

      Aan die anderkant, bygesê was ek al daarna in ‘n bank met ‘n bankroof, maar ek is nie geskiet nie.

      • 22 BB
        July 19, 2010 at 5:14 am


        • July 19, 2010 at 10:44 am

          Is true, was nogal exciting om die waarheid te sê.

  7. July 16, 2010 at 11:44 am

    Ek droom al van kleins af exactly die selfde droom oor en oor en oor… Nie ‘n bad droom nie, mind you. Ek onthou ook nie sommer drome nie, dit moet downright scary of skreeusnaaks wees vir my om te onthou. Dan weer, my lewe is so freaking deurmekaar ek het rerig nie nog krag om te stres oor drome nie. Ek dink ek moet bietjie ‘n effort insit om te probeer onthou wat ek droom! 😀

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