About Dreams

I am a firm believer in understanding dreams.  They can teach us things about ourselves.  They can show us areas in which we need more healing.  They can help us to process things that are incredibly difficult to process.  They also can bring us comfort when we need it most.

Tomorrow, it will be 4 years since I survived Carbon Monoxide Poisoning.  It was the most traumatic episode of my life, which considering my life, is really saying something.  As a result of that plus the brain damage, I no longer have control over intrusive thoughts, so each year as February 27 approaches, I think a LOT about the day I nearly died.  It has improved some, thank God, because the first year anniversary was the most difficult.

For weeks, I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened, & how close I came to death.  I was shaken up badly & nothing seemed to comfort me.. until a dream I had on the night of February 26th, 2016.  In it, I was at a local library where I worked as a teen.  They were closing, so I walked out the door & lo & behold, there was my granddad!  I asked what he was doing here.  He smiled & said, “I came to show you my new car.”  His new car was a pretty burgundy Jeep Rubicon.  I said it was nice & he told me to get in, because we were going for a ride.  We went four wheeling!  We rode over boulders & into deep valleys.  It was so much fun!  When I later woke from the dream, my mood was drastically improved.

(As a side note, I don’t believe the dead technically visit us in our dreams.  I do, however, believe they still care about their loved ones they left behind, & sometimes ask God to tell us something which could mean they show up in our dreams.  Or maybe my dream was God knowing I needed something to comfort me, so he gave me a dream of my favorite person.  I’m not sure which it was, but in any case, it was great!)

I have had so many other interesting dreams that have proven to be very helpful.  For example, for years I had a similar dream about having to repeat high school, & relying on my mother to take me to school,  but she got me there late or would yell at me about how she was doing me a big favor (just like how things were when I actually was in high school).  The more I began to heal from her abuse though, the less frequent the dreams became.  They also started to change, such as I realized I had my own car & didn’t need to rely on her or I remembered I’ve been through high school & had no need to repeat it.  Eventually after going no contact with her, the dreams stopped.  Those dreams helped me to gauge my healing.

The reason I’m telling you about these dreams is to show you the value that can be had in dreams.  I know a lot of people think they have no purpose, but they really do!  Acts 2:17 says, “‘And it shall be in the last days,’ says God, ‘That I will pour out My Spirit upon all mankind; And your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, And your young men shall see [divinely prompted] visions, And your old men shall dream [divinely prompted] dreams;” (AMP)  I believe this is happening now.  Everyone needs to pay attention to their dreams!

The brain constantly processes information, good, bad or indifferent.  It continues to do so even when we sleep, which can be what our dreams are.  As I mentioned, they have helped me to gauge my healing, which was incredibly helpful.  There are other times when I don’t remember many of my dreams, & I firmly believe that is the brain processing things that simply aren’t important enough to remember.

When I don’t know what a dream meant, I pray, asking God to show me what that meant.  I also check out a good dream dictionary site I like, www.dreammoods.com.  I look up everything I can think of in the dream, such as objects, people, colors, emotions.  I write things down & then look at the information I gathered as a whole.  Usually then, I understand what the dream was about.  I believe God gives me that clarity when I need it.  If I don’t understand it, I figure it is simply my brain processing things & I don’t need to know what it’s about.

Dear Reader, I want to encourage you to start paying attention to your dreams.  They really can offer you insight, understanding & even comfort.


Filed under Abuse and the Healing Journey, Christian Topics and Prayers, Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, Mental Health

10 responses to “About Dreams

  1. Oooh, Cynthia. I am so thankful that you did not die four years ago! God knew we needed your writings. You still have so much left to do here in this life!

    February 27 is a painful anniversary for me, too. It’s the anniversary of my first marriage. Based on the length of that marriage and his cycle of abuse, I estimate that my first husband hit me, punched me, kicked me, threw me out of a moving car, etc etc etc, somewhere between 50 and 100 times during that marriage. And I stayed through all of that, plus his verbal abuse, plus his cheating, because I had zero self esteem, thanks to my childhood.

    But when he broke his promise to never hit me in front of our child, that was when I finally found the courage to leave. He knocked me unconscious in front of our two year old son. When I came to, with my little boy kneeling by my side crying “Mommy Mommy Mommy,” I literally wanted to get my husband’s gun and kill him. My brain was so rattled by the concussion at the time, that it actually seemed like the right thing to do. Thank God, I decided to leave, instead!

    Whew. Yeah, I don’t like February 27. But I am trying to think of it in a better light. This is the day that my precious blogger friend Cynthia’s life was spared!

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    • Thank you so very much! ❤

      WOW! That is terrible! No wonder this isn't exactly a good day for you either! Also no wonder you wanted to kill him that day! I'm on board with you after reading that story! Such a monster. He & your mom got along well, didn't you say that before? If so, I see why.. awful, wicked people! I thank God he didn't kill you! It sure sounds like he gave it a valiant effort!

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      • Yes, my first husband and my mother remained very close friends for years after the marriage ended. I used to say that my first husband got my mother in the divorce, lol. Which turned out to be a good thing for me!

        One of my great grandmothers was born on February 27. She was wonderful to me. While my parents were doing their narcissistic best to reject me and drive me crazy, my great grandmother, who had nine children and too many grandchildren to count, was always telling me that I was her favorite grandchild. She doted on me. Every child needs someone like that when they are growing up. She is probably a big reason why I did not end up like my parents.

        So… this is the day that God did not let my friend and sister in the Lord, Cynthia, die too soon. And this is the day my loving great grandmother was born. I am grateful for this day!

        I don’t mean to downplay your trauma memory from this date, or mine, either. I’m just saying that right now, I am grateful for the good in this day. ((HUG))

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        • LOL He definitely drew the short straw, getting your mother in the divorce.. 😉

          Your great grandmother sounds like an absolute treasure. What a sweet, lovely lady. Great grandmothers can be such a treasure… I still miss mine & she died in 1982.

          I didn’t take it as you downplaying either of our traumas at all. I’m glad you could find good in this day! It’s a weird, emotional day for me.. I’m grateful to be alive, still so blown away by what happened & sad I never could tell my own parents about it. So yes, it’s a very weird day for me full of good & bad.

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  2. ibikenyc

    I’m sorry I didn’t see this until today.

    I, too, am SO glad you’re still here!


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