I dont know if this is kosher, but when when I saw this month’s Blog Battle with the word “dream,” I remembered a post I wrote back in August of 2017 about recurring dreams.
So, I thought I’d repost it here. If I’m breaking the rules, so be it. I guess I’ll be disqualified from winning any prizes.
Recurring dreams are those that we experience repeatedly over a long period. According to Google, most people have recurring dreams. Do you?
I do. I’ve experienced three different recurring dreams throughout my life. That said, they’re far less frequent now that I’m an old fart than they were when I was younger fart.
Recurring Dream #1 – The Final Exam
It takes place when I was in college, which I’ve been out of for decades. But even today I occasionally have a dream about being ill-prepared for a final exam. It generally goes like this.
Today is the day of a final exam for one of my courses. I had cut most of the classes for this course and hadn’t done any of the required reading. It had been so long since I last attended class that I couldn’t remember the location of the classroom.
I finally arrive at the room where the class was scheduled to meet, but no one is there. I find out that the exam has moved to a different location, but I don’t know where.
I am in a state of panic because I need a passing grade in this particular course in order to graduate, but not only am I totally unprepared to take the final exam, I don’t even know where it is being given.
I wake up from the dream never having found the exam room or taken the exam, but knowing that the outcome was an epic failure. I am drenched in sweat because of the dream, but as consciousness slowly sets in, I feel an enormous sense of relief that it was just a dream.
Recurring Dream #2 – The Naked Truth
This next recurring dream starts out when I leave my house in the morning heading to the office. I’m stark naked. At first it seems completely natural and I’m not at all self-conscious about having nothing on.
But at some point in the dream, as I interact with others, I become painfully aware that I am naked. It’s an “oh shit, what the hell was I thinking?” moment. I spend the rest of the dream completely mortified, trying to figure out how to cover up my nakedness or to flee the scene entirely with some shred of dignity intact.
As with the dream about the final exam, when I wake up, I am so relieved to find out that I was only dreaming.
Recurring Dream #3 –I’m flying
In this recurring dream, I can fly. I start walking, lift my arms toward the sky, and suddenly I’m heading up, floating above the ground, rising above the trees, looking down at the landscape below. It’s exhilarating to be free from the tethers that bind me to the earth below.
I have no idea how I gained this incredible ability to fly, and while I’m up there savoring the experience, I am occasionally troubled by what might happen if this amazing gift of flight were to leave as suddenly and mysteriously as it appeared. But it never does, and, when I wake up, I am saddened that it was but a dream.
Okay. I’ve shared with you my three types of recurring dreams. Now it’s your turn.
Tell Dr. Fandango all about your recurring dreams.