Reoccurring Dreams
I’m prone to having reoccurring dreams. I’ve used to have two different ones (one about a horse and one about alligators). The dreams didn’t happen every night but each time I did have them they were almost exactly the same.
I also used to have a reoccurring theme more than a dream. That one had to do with flying. I’ll probably describe each of those dreams/themes in a later blog, but right now I want to write about my new reoccurring dream theme.
For two nights in a row I have dreamt about cockroaches. I don’t believe in killing animals and that includes bugs, but I make an exception for cockroaches in my house or porch and mosquitos. Sometimes I feel bad about killing the cockroaches. The mosquitos deserve it. They bite me, but the cockroaches don’t actually do anything but gross me out. I’m not saying that I should let them live in my house, but I could treat them like any other bug and catch them and turn them loose outside, but I don’t. I kill them.
Anyway, in my dreams there is a cockroach. In one dream it was huge, almost the size of my foot. It was dead (thank God-- if not it would have been a nightmare). I don’t recall whether I killed it but I do know that I had to pick it up and throw it away. I was a bit nervous about that because the paper plate that I was going to use didn’t seem big enough for the cockroach. I didn’t want to accidentally touch it. Luckily, I woke before I had to.
I don’t really remember the other dream but I remember that there had been a cockroach as the star. I also know that it wasn’t the huge cockroach from the other night’s slumber.
When I have reoccurring dreams or dream themes, I attempt to analyze what my subconscious is trying to tell me. I have no education or background (haven’t even read a book about it), so I’m really just guessing but I do know myself better than anyone. So, it stands to reason that I should understand my subconscious better than most.
I’m thinking that this dream has something to do with the changes I'm making in my life. Perhaps the cockroach is the old me and I’m afraid to toss her out just yet. I’m not sure, but I hope to figure it out soon because once I do, the dreams usually stop and I hate cockroaches.
I also used to have a reoccurring theme more than a dream. That one had to do with flying. I’ll probably describe each of those dreams/themes in a later blog, but right now I want to write about my new reoccurring dream theme.
For two nights in a row I have dreamt about cockroaches. I don’t believe in killing animals and that includes bugs, but I make an exception for cockroaches in my house or porch and mosquitos. Sometimes I feel bad about killing the cockroaches. The mosquitos deserve it. They bite me, but the cockroaches don’t actually do anything but gross me out. I’m not saying that I should let them live in my house, but I could treat them like any other bug and catch them and turn them loose outside, but I don’t. I kill them.
Anyway, in my dreams there is a cockroach. In one dream it was huge, almost the size of my foot. It was dead (thank God-- if not it would have been a nightmare). I don’t recall whether I killed it but I do know that I had to pick it up and throw it away. I was a bit nervous about that because the paper plate that I was going to use didn’t seem big enough for the cockroach. I didn’t want to accidentally touch it. Luckily, I woke before I had to.
I don’t really remember the other dream but I remember that there had been a cockroach as the star. I also know that it wasn’t the huge cockroach from the other night’s slumber.
When I have reoccurring dreams or dream themes, I attempt to analyze what my subconscious is trying to tell me. I have no education or background (haven’t even read a book about it), so I’m really just guessing but I do know myself better than anyone. So, it stands to reason that I should understand my subconscious better than most.
I’m thinking that this dream has something to do with the changes I'm making in my life. Perhaps the cockroach is the old me and I’m afraid to toss her out just yet. I’m not sure, but I hope to figure it out soon because once I do, the dreams usually stop and I hate cockroaches.
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