Good afternoon!
This morning I had a dream. I don’t usually dream (that I remember), I think because I’m a combination of an ‘out like a light’ and a light sleeper — I’m always quick to wake up to unusual sounds, as that could mean the cats are into something naughty!
For today’s Question of the Day……
Do you usually dream while you’re sleeping? Do you usually remember them, or parts of them? If so — What was the last dream you had about?
I’ll start!
On the pretty rare occasion that I do dream, I wake up remembering just a little snippet or two from it. The dream I had this morning, I remember a good part of it.
My dream started out with me walking around some fencing surrounding a yard. My impression was that I was checking the fencing, so that I could let my dog out safely. (I love dogs almost as much as I love cats, but have never had a dog of my own) So I head towards the house, which in my dream I’d just bought. I open the front door, and my dad was sitting in a rocking chair near the wood stove (my dad passed quite a few years ago). I say to him, ‘Oh, you’re here already!’ And he replies, ‘It’s a good price you paid for this house.’ And I say, ‘This was all I needed.’ (The house was quite small, though had a good sized lot of land to it.)
Then my dream headed into the usual ‘strangeness’ of dreams. I was back outdoors, at the back of the house, and noticed what seemed to be a small graveyard directly behind the house — which struck me as strange even in my dream. There was a good sized sign at the edge of the graveyard, facing away from me. So I walked around it and looked at it. It had a small deer painted on one portion of it, and some writing painted on it too. I think in my dream I assumed it was a graveyard for animals.
Next, I was walking towards the back door of the house. There were two young children following me, a little girl and a little boy. In my dream, they belonged to the sellers of the house, who were not completely moved out yet. I told the kids, ‘Let’s go inside, sweet pea.’ We go inside the house through the back door, and I knew their parents were upstairs. We walk past a fireplace, and I thought that was very nice, to have both a fireplace and a wood stove in the house. My dad was still sitting in the rocking chair by the wood stove. I walk back to the fireplace, only now it’s a heater type thing. someone tells me that the heater uses fuel from a can/canister. I ask that someone, I’m not sure who it was, what the can/canister looks like. And I’m thinking, that’s strange that I wouldn’t have asked about this before buying the house.
That’s when our Punky woke me up by climbing up on the cat wall furniture and scratching it.
All in all, a rather pleasant dream! And this was the first time that I’ve had a dream which my dad was in, since he died.
Okay, now it’s your turn!
This morning I had a dream. I don’t usually dream (that I remember), I think because I’m a combination of an ‘out like a light’ and a light sleeper — I’m always quick to wake up to unusual sounds, as that could mean the cats are into something naughty!
For today’s Question of the Day……
Do you usually dream while you’re sleeping? Do you usually remember them, or parts of them? If so — What was the last dream you had about?
I’ll start!
On the pretty rare occasion that I do dream, I wake up remembering just a little snippet or two from it. The dream I had this morning, I remember a good part of it.
My dream started out with me walking around some fencing surrounding a yard. My impression was that I was checking the fencing, so that I could let my dog out safely. (I love dogs almost as much as I love cats, but have never had a dog of my own) So I head towards the house, which in my dream I’d just bought. I open the front door, and my dad was sitting in a rocking chair near the wood stove (my dad passed quite a few years ago). I say to him, ‘Oh, you’re here already!’ And he replies, ‘It’s a good price you paid for this house.’ And I say, ‘This was all I needed.’ (The house was quite small, though had a good sized lot of land to it.)
Then my dream headed into the usual ‘strangeness’ of dreams. I was back outdoors, at the back of the house, and noticed what seemed to be a small graveyard directly behind the house — which struck me as strange even in my dream. There was a good sized sign at the edge of the graveyard, facing away from me. So I walked around it and looked at it. It had a small deer painted on one portion of it, and some writing painted on it too. I think in my dream I assumed it was a graveyard for animals.
Next, I was walking towards the back door of the house. There were two young children following me, a little girl and a little boy. In my dream, they belonged to the sellers of the house, who were not completely moved out yet. I told the kids, ‘Let’s go inside, sweet pea.’ We go inside the house through the back door, and I knew their parents were upstairs. We walk past a fireplace, and I thought that was very nice, to have both a fireplace and a wood stove in the house. My dad was still sitting in the rocking chair by the wood stove. I walk back to the fireplace, only now it’s a heater type thing. someone tells me that the heater uses fuel from a can/canister. I ask that someone, I’m not sure who it was, what the can/canister looks like. And I’m thinking, that’s strange that I wouldn’t have asked about this before buying the house.
That’s when our Punky woke me up by climbing up on the cat wall furniture and scratching it.
All in all, a rather pleasant dream! And this was the first time that I’ve had a dream which my dad was in, since he died.
Okay, now it’s your turn!
