There are dreams where you wake up and you wonder what just happened. This morning was one of those. In fact, my dream was so mind boggling I had to ask people what it could mean. I usually don’t do this, but I think there is a hidden meaning in my dream. Let me tell you about it and you tell me what you think.
So my dream begins where I am living in a tall building. It felt like someone dropped me in this room and I looked around to observe my surroundings. I see an open area in front of me and assume this little area is my living quarters. How nice it is to have my own balcony! As I climb a few steps into my balcony, I suddenly realize this balcony is small yet it has railings that are about 2 feet high. This is crazy, I think. Who has a balcony like this? Fearful of heights even in my dreams, I assume the position and instead of standing up to stand on the balcony, I slither on my back forward. Why I did this, is beyond me. It’s a dream. I am terrified as I look down. Then I see that I am the only one in the building who has a balcony. The rest of the building is stark and plain looking. Do I live in a penthouse? How did I get that lucky? Am I rich in this dream? By the looks of it, I am the only one who is living on top. I slither backwards and somehow climb down and look around.
Somehow I am told that this balcony is a “community” balcony and that I have to share it with the rest of the tenants. I just assumed it belonged to me. Oh well, I sighed. Then to the right of me I noticed stairs and then saw how high up I actually lived. So, I guess everyone has to walk up if they want to get a view. That’s a lot of stairs!
With all this going on, I had this strange feeling that I was being separated from everyone else below me. But why? Was it to protect me? My door must be around me somewhere. I quickly turn around to think I walk to a door, but it was not meant to be. Instead, I am faced with the strangest set of stairs/ladder leading up to my door. What is this? The steps were embedded in the wall and there were no rails beside me. Hm. Interesting…way to enter my own door. I didn’t even bother to enter it; albeit I did try to climb a few steps and thought it was too steep and backed down.
I was then in a different setting overlooking a room/beach. I was waiting for my coworkers/classmates from 6th grade for a reunion. The table I was supposed to be sitting at had a few people sitting there and I was looking to see if anyone else was going to come. I was standing on a long cement platform where only certain people could be. I was one of them. Once again, I couldn’t be with those people. This was life in my dream. The separation of people, but I couldn’t tell why or what made me different from the people below me. This was getting me frustrated because I couldn’t be with the others. Then people started partying hard and acting weird. For once, I was happy I wasn’t down there in the chaos. Someone even tried to do a funky handstand by the edge of the cement platform while holding a dog and flipped over. When I saw that, I jumped up and couldn’t believe someone would do that. Much to my relief, the person hovered back up, smiled and walked away holding the dog. Must be nice to have superpowers in my dreams. Where were mine? Hmph! I sat on the edge of this cement platform and saw someone below me by a wall. I smiled and they looked up at me in a sad way. “Can I come down? Will they know?” I snuck down briefly to see what was going on, knowing full well I wasn’t suppose to. There was fear in this place I was not suppose to be down at. I quickly climbed back up to my own safety.
Next think I know, I am standing talking to a man on my left. I would say he was in his mid 50’s. He looked to be a farmer. He was telling me how chickens know when they are about to be picked to be eaten. He said, “Observe” and pointed to this dark feathered chicken in the tall grass.
The chicken had almost human intelligence and even acted as such. This chicken was trying to sneak away from us in the tall grass. Moving ever so slowly with ninja moves, this chicken walked as if in slow motion away from us trying to blend in with the grass. The farmer and I laughed at the silliness and kept observing it. Then the farmer said, “After a few feet, the chicken will suddenly walk all normal as if it fooled us.” The chicken did exactly that and walked off clucking.
Then I woke up.