Last night I had a really weird dream. One of those that wake you up and keep you awake. It only lets you lightly doze for the rest of the night and wakes you up every 30 minutes.
It wasn’t anything particular traumatic but something I felt was giving me a meaning. I feel these dreams are just another side effect from my meds. Thinking back, nothing they was in my dream was anything to do with what I was watching on TV it talking about with anyone.
What I remember was seeing a friend who was pregnant. She was about ready to pop and went to the hospital to find out the baby was going to be still born. I remember having a Lego set to build, and going to a shop/cafe like place. They had a secret room that they would let me in. It was very white and clean.
This room somehow became white walls of a cave/room. Hubby and my friend was there and the wind was really blowing outside. There was a storm and, even though we were inside, we all got struck be lightening. I was first and I starting having a fit from it. I tried to tell the others but I couldn’t speak.
I feel like there are certain parts of my dream that stood out to me and were giving me a hidden meaning.
When dreaming about stillborns, it’s often linked to the end of something. Maybe trust in someone. It can also be linked to disruptions, failures or the loss of the feeling of achievement, like when you are trying to finish a project but loose it close to the end.
The second thing that stood out was the lightening strike. Often it’s paired with intuition and inspiration, but can be linked to raw energy with both the power to generate and be destructive.
The last thing was the fit/seizure. That only happens after I’d been struck by lightening. I could talk it warm people. This is usually representing a loss of control. The thing is, I could have sworn t was real. I would have put money on that I’d had some kind of seizure in real life. It scared me.
Maybe something will happen that I have no control over, something I lose and the dream was a warning. Maybe my brain was working overtime from the week. It just feels odd because last night was the first time I’d meditated in a week.
Or maybe it’s all in my head?