I experienced yet another frightening dream last night. It's actually one that's occurred more than once, but this time I woke a little more anxious about it than previous dreams. I had a dream I was losing all of my bottom row teeth. One by one, they were continuously falling out for no reason. I could simply pluck each one without effort and away it would surrender to my grasp. My dream Kim was scared and anxious from it, what was going on?! I didn't want to smile and kept trying to do everything in my power from anymore falling out. Alas, I could still feel the next one wiggling free by the touch of my tongue.
Ever have that dream? Not even the teeth falling out one. Just those ridiculous, sometimes heart-wrenching dreams that jolt you back to reality and leave you feeling more exhausted after waking. As of late, well, the past several months, I often wake up in slumber to find myself anxious and baring sweat everywhere on my body. At first I knew it was a reaction to my medication as a common side effect, but months later this still happening makes me think my dreams have captured my entire being during the R.E.M cycle. More often than not my dreams are so vivid and extreme it makes me so overwhelmed with what just happened. I can't decide if this is positive or not. Obviously it reveals I'm getting in some major deep sleep.
According to bellaonline.com, Deanna Joseph writes it's important to pay attention to how you feel during a dream or when a certain event occurs.
-Are you embarrassed about losing teeth? This may indicate a fear of failure, or you are worried about making a bad choice.
I'm more than embarrassed from what I remember. And in the real state of things, I always fear failure or disappointment or letting those in my life down. Is it more so true and of importance now? I think more than ever I fear disappointing my parents and family that I haven't found a job still. They've been nothing but supportive, encouraging and financially keeping me above ground for longer than necessary. I want my time to come to prove I can make my own. I'm trying, but maybe I fear I'm sinking with doubt. Pleasing others has always been more than important to me, sometimes too much that I overly concern myself with this task. Is it happening more now than usual? I suppose.
-Are you anxious about losing teeth? Any anxiety in dreams generally means there is something in real life that's also causing anxiety. Do you have anxiety about changes coming up? Are you fearful about making a wrong decision?
Again, this strikes the "getting a real job" and "finally growing up" portion spot on. The constant questioning and curious hits at, "How's the job search going? Have you had any bites or leads? Hang in there, the right job will show up. You're not the only one, it's OK. Have you tried this? Or tried doing this?" are all just plain concern, I know, but it's even more demanding and more pressure coming from every single person in my life. I am blessed for the care from others though. I think it's just catching up with me more after going at this for months. Are my falling teeth every bad decision I'm fearful of making?
Maybe none of this actually refers to my part in getting a job. Maybe it's something completely different, who knows. Maybe this is really calling even my subconcious to this fact. Should I take a look at other aspects of my being too?
If anything, I'd like to have a better understanding and interpretation of the so-very active and animated dreams I have. Why so ridiculous?! A few years back I found out I had a strange connection with the Alice in Wonderland novels and their writer Lewis Carrol. My mom had seen a documentary on the author and how he first envisioned Alice's adventures as she grew and shrank while the rest of the world continued around her. Maybe a large portion was LSD-envoked for Carroll, but he also dreamed these happenings to because he'd experienced them first-hand. Come to find out, I would dream for years of shrinking and growing and becoming more and more frightening of falling asleep every night. The feeling was unexplainable and more of apprehension than anything. I was plain scared. I guess they refer to this as "Alice in Wonderland syndrome" now. Weird, but makes sense to me years later.
This and last night's dream makes me consider whether our slumber thoughts and feelings and emotions hold truer and more meaning than what we imagine. Sometimes I really do wish I would have studied the psychology of dreaming and all those lucid perceptions they have. I think of the movie Inception too. What's reality to us? Are we simply planting ideas and thoughts from everyday life then? Are we lost in our own dream?
Maybe we're all simply walking around and going through the motions of life when in reality, we're only dreaming.
