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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsTell me your weirdest dream and I will tell you mine.
Today I wasn't feeling well so I went back to bed.
I dreamed I was walking through the Field Museum of Natural History in Chicago.
There were animals there, prehistoric animals... but they weren't dead. In fact there were sea creatures in huge swimming pools, and you could walk right up to the edge of the pool, sit down, and hang your feet in.
There was an enormous manta ray who kept splashing me because he was waving. There was a 20 ft squid in the same pool with him.
There was a wooly mammoth walking around through crowds of people. Children were petting him.
And there was a full sized dinosaur, who was apparently a vegetarian, eating the bushes on the front lawn.
Freaky.
chia
(2,244 posts)dreams, it's hard to pick the weirdest one! My most recent dream was about "Saturn Retrograde."
Because I've never read astrology, I had no idea if that was an actual term or just a creation of my imagination. So I looked it up and it's really a thing. I haven't read anything at all about astrology in any way shape or form in all my decades that I can remember. All I know is I'm a Leo and that's it.
Anyway - in the dream, there was a woman's hand - just her hand - writing on cards that fell from her pen as she was writing, falling in a blizzard of cards everywhere. The card I could read in my dream had a heading of "Saturn Retrograde" and a subheading of "Vertical."
Your dream was a very cool dream. Congrats.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)in a dream is read.
chia
(2,244 posts)I'll have to go through my dream diary.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)anything, in a dream. No luck.
chia
(2,244 posts)on what part of your REM cycle you usually wake up during.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)but I would say almost every night. I quit smoking 5 years ago and am just now getting over dreaming I have started smoking again and I get mad at myself. I had a recurring dream 40 years ago when I was on tour. The one where the crowd is leaving when we get onstage. It was nearly the same every time. I recently heard McCartney say he has the same dream. I have had a similar dream for the last 30 years where it's almost time to go onstage but my gear and clothes are somewhere else and I can't get to them. Different venue and different band every time.
chia
(2,244 posts)For me, it was always saving my kids. I've dreamed of saving them from bears, crocodiles, men with guns, even a UFO. That was a nightmare, I saw the UFO glide over our house, and then it stopped and started moving back and I *knew* they were coming for one of my sons and I was running to him in the back yard, screaming his name, trying to get to him in time. :shudder:
My most-repeated dream though, is about the phone.. it never works. I can't see the numbers, they're too blurry, it's too dark, nothing happens when I try to use the functions, I can't hear who's on the phone, I can't find the phone.... always the dang phone.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)I would go into different rooms and none of the lights would work. For many years, if I turned on a light switch and the light didn't work, I would freak out.
chia
(2,244 posts)I think dreams help preserve our sanity. Knowing the brain does necessary housekeeping while we sleep, both physiologically and psychologically, dreams can be a kind of pressure valve for our conscious mind.
Here's an interesting article, if you're interested:
https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/the-literary-mind/200911/what-do-dreams-do-us
Not a fan of Freud, but I do love this idea, and it kind of encapsulates how I think about dreams:
"Freud said that whether we intend it or not, we're all poets. That's because on most nights, we dream. And dreams are lot like poetry, in that in both, we express our internal life in similar ways. We conjure images; we combine incongruent elements to evoke emotion in a more efficient way than wordier descriptions can; and we use unconscious and tangential associations rather than logic to tell a story."
milestogo
(16,829 posts)A hand on its own.
chia
(2,244 posts)Response to chia (Reply #1)
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Effete Snob
(8,387 posts)1. By any chance was this gentleman there:
2. Have you recently gotten your second vaccine dose, and do you live in the Chicagoland area?
milestogo
(16,829 posts)I grew up in the Chicago area and have visited the Field Museum many, many times. I always loved the mummies and the gemstones. I'm pretty sure there is a real dinosaur skeleton there and maybe a mammoth.
But no swimming pools. Of course its only a stones throw from the Shedd Aquarium so maybe thats how the water creatures came in.
Effete Snob
(8,387 posts)milestogo
(16,829 posts)I suppose the lake is pretty old.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)King Tut thing.
chia
(2,244 posts)a writing hand in the Old Testament but I haven't thought about or read about it in many years. Or ever seen a movie about it that I can recall.
But the mind is amazing, so...
2. Actually yes I have, but the dream came before the second dose *checks dream diary* it was the morning of 4/9, which was 5 days after my first dose.
And no, I live in CA.
Effete Snob
(8,387 posts)...in which things at natural history museums come to life.
The movie series did the natural history museums in New York, the British Museum and the Smithsonian. If there was going to be a sequel, the Field Museum would be a good bet.
chia
(2,244 posts)movie memory retention...
milestogo
(16,829 posts)Adding to my list...
Pobeka
(4,999 posts)And it was hilarious, though I can't tell you what the joke was about, even though in my dream-mind I understood it.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)I had a dream I was outside a big, one-story building. It was at night but the area was lit up almost like it was daylight. There was a steep, grassy hill with a cyclone fence at the bottom. The grass was yellowish. There were fireworks overhead and people were milling about. The fireworks got louder and louder, getting closer to our heads. As I walked down the hill, sparks from the fireworks were landing all around. Suddenly, my hair was smoldering and I fell to my knees. I let out an anguished cry, and the dream ended. It wasn't until morning that I found out about the fire in R. I.
milestogo
(16,829 posts)I had an experience like that. I was staying at a hotel in NYC for a business trip. I woke up at 4am with the most terrible feeling of fear that the building was on fire. I could not get back to sleep.
When I turned on the television an hour later I learned that there had been an apartment fire a block away, and two sisters died jumping from the fifth floor to escape. I must have felt their fear.
louis-t
(23,292 posts)we were saved by stubbornness. Playing in a band that was touring Ontario, Canada in 1976, we came to a town west of London and set up in the bar of this hotel. A lot of clubs in Canada are old, downtown buildings with rooms upstairs that were once hotels. There were rooms for the band upstairs on the third floor, but they were rundown with no fire escapes. The drummer got a bee in his bonnet and refused to stay there. I said "Let's stay here tonight and we'll get the agent to get us rooms in the morning." He said "I am NOT staying in this hellhole, not one night!!" We got the agent to find us a motel nearby. At 5 in the morning, someone called us and said the bar had burned down.
I_UndergroundPanther
(12,463 posts)Except the dream was of a murder. I was like an invisible observer.
It was violent, and had specific people in it and scenes,it was in the building next to mine in the apartment complex I lived in at the time.
I woke up told my ex the dream and we decided to get out in the sun and get food since I was shook up about it.
Once we got outside local news was setting up a camera crew . I asked the reporter
who was standing around waiting on the crew to be ready what was going on and she said a guy was murdered in the building. I told her that was strange cause I had a dream about someone getting killed in this building last night . I told her the dream.
Then my ex and I went on to get food.
On the way back the cops and coroner were doing thier things and a cop stopped me asked me if he could speak to me later about something I told the reporter. I said ok.
Cop came over later that evening and asked me to tell him my dream. I told him.
They told me the information was useful. And thanked me.
Never knew what became of the case.
NightWatcher
(39,343 posts)throwing little pickles at me.
J/K I don't dream because I consume cannabis and skip right over the dream portion of REM and get right into the deep stuff. Now when I stop smoking, the dreams come flooding back after about a week or two.
haele
(12,647 posts)Too bad Val Killer ended up eating himself. Great role, quotable movie
Haele
NightWatcher
(39,343 posts)True Dough
(17,302 posts)But I have some dream observations based on my first 48 years of life:
1) About 80 per cent of my dreams during my adult life have been work related (mundane stuff, I know).
2) It's been several years since it last happened, but I went through a stretch where I had periodic dreams about witnessing passenger plane crashes. Those were just a little disturbing!
3) After my mom died seven years ago, I dreamed about her at least once a week for almost a full year. Those dreams were always reassuring and comforting.
4) I have noticed that when I eat foods or desserts with cinnamon, I tend to have more vivid dreams those nights.
That's about all I've got.
zanana1
(6,112 posts)I had a dream that George Washington pushed me into a public swimming pool, then threw me an alligator-shaped float. I was struggling to get on to "ride" it when I woke up. I'm pretty sure that was my weirdest dream.
Ocelot II
(115,681 posts)and Boris Yeltsin turned up in my dream. That was odd. These days my dreams often involve going back to my old job that I retired from but not remembering how to do it. I also dream about airplanes a lot and they are always so enormous that if they were real they couldn't fly. Sometimes people appear that I haven't seen or thought about for years and I wake up wondering WTF are they doing in my dream?
milestogo
(16,829 posts)Not young Mick, but old Mick. I guess on some deeply buried level I find him attractive.
haele
(12,647 posts)And I kept telling the driver of my VW Beetle turned Tuk-Tuk to turn left on Avenue Caldo de Reis (beef bullion?) to leave Shasta Lake and bypass I-5 that was apparently socked in by snow all the way to Ventura.
My Tuk-Tuk driver was Brad Pitt, with a bad head cold.
Very vivid. I woke up craving meatball soup.
Haele
milestogo
(16,829 posts)skypilot
(8,853 posts)...was one where I looked in the mirror and saw that there was a huge block of cheese growing out of my head. Rather than freaking out about there being cheese where my hair should be, I was more concerned about the large and irregular shape of the block of cheese and proceeded to get a knife and start slicing off chunks of cheese in order to get the whole mess into a more flattering shape. Stupidest dream ever.
milestogo
(16,829 posts)skypilot
(8,853 posts)*
Departed617
(1 post)Im a guy and this is definitely relevant.
I had a weird dream that when I worked in retail and always stressed out, a lady with straight shoulder length bob haircut came up to me and asked me if I was ok. I said no, Im unhappy. Then she does the unthinkable.
She told me that I need to trust her and shell get me out of there. So she turns me around, grabs my thighs, pokes her head in between my legs and lifts me up on her shoulders. So now Im sitting on her shoulders and shes carrying me around the store while she shops thinking this is a disguise to sneak me out.
Were at the checkout and once she finishes, she just leaves her stuff there and brings us both out. Once we got outside, she ran with me still on her shoulders through a meadow, bouncing me up and down, spinning me in circles in celebration of success.
Literally WTF??? lol
milestogo
(16,829 posts)I really thought this was going somewhere else.
Seems very symbolic.