Dreams: My Sleep Anesthesia
I have dream of various images—from people to situations, scenery, phenomenons. I dream of ex-boyfriends chasing me or wanting me. I dream of spiritual and heavenly beings—even the day of Jesus Christ's coming. I dream of terrorist attacks and wars. I dream of living and dead family members, new and old friends and acquaintances, strangers. I dream a lot of tsunamis or a body of water rapidly rising, as people (family members, friends, strangers, me) ran to hills and mountains, or to elevated place to save themselves. I dream of flying with no wings—sometimes carrying the weight of someone. These are just few of the pictures I see in my dreams.
Lately, I was having problems with waking up in the morning on the time that I am supposed to. My dreams kept me asleep. They are like general anesthesia induced in my subconscious self, keeping me asleep longer than I should. I have bouts of waking up from time to time. But because I am too immersed in my dreams, I fall back to sleep—sometimes deep sleep—and dream begins to engulf my subconscious self again.
I love to dream in my sleep. It's my other world—a out-of-this-world whereabout where I explore and discover things without my will and control. Things and events happen as they have to. It's my escape, my fantasy, my nightmare, my reverie that I can't have and cannot do in my real existence.
However, I am starting to get annoyed and irritated with it because it keeps me from waking up on time. I had been waking up so late in the morning (8:30 - 9:00) the past weeks. And when I woke up from a long, deep dream, I feel tired and still so sleepy. It happened again this morning. If my husband didn't try to wake me up, I do not know how long have I stayed on bed. I woke up down, too sleepy, vulnerable, and absolutely exhausted. Part of the feeling down was the feeling of "guilt." Guilty because I have not prepared his food for lunch. Guilty because we were not able to eat breakfast and spend quality time in the morning. Guilty because I am not doing a good job in the morning as wife and mother.
I do not know how to resolve my dream and sleep problems. There's this weird thought and question—"what if I die in my sleep?" I wonder if when a person dreams, does his spirit leave his body? Does his spirit thrive in the realm of the person's dreams? What if the answer is yes? And what if the spirit forgets (or doesn't) to go back to the body it belongs because it is enjoying in the place where it's at and gets too engrossed to withdraw the enchanting dream country? What if it happens to me?
My husband asked how he could help. I said he should wake me up at 7 in the morning. He asked what is the best way to wake me up? How should he do it? I didn't have an answer. I do not know how. "How about waking you up with coffee?" he inquired. I just smiled. I think that's the best way to wake me up from a deep sleep due to my dreams—my sleep anesthesia.
Me too.. I always have those kind of dreams..flying without wings..catastrophe.. strangers.. I always remember my dreams.. sometimes I think if these dreams really have messages.. cause some of these came true.. like i dreamt when i was still single that my friend kissed me instead of dreaming of my boyfriend.. that friend who kissed me in my dream turned out to be my husband.. i dreamt of a little girl named celine.. then after a few months, i got married with a man whose name when combined with mine equals celine.. so strange..
Those are just some of the dreams I dreamt and came true