and i had the weirdest dream last nite...
whats in a dream..what to they mean.. i will never know.. me and my sister often times tell each others dreams.. the one's that stick out..in an attempt to analyze exactly what that particular dream meant..there are various websites dedicated to this freudian task of dream analyzing..even phony psyhics take a crack at it..
maybe sometimes dreams are just not meant to be understood..
i've had several dreams of babies..in one, i walked into the baby's room to find a beautiful round headed baby sleeping in it's crib, awakening from it's sleep.. i picked up the baby to tend to it's needs only to find that i didn't feel like the baby was my own, it couldn't be..how could i've created something so fragile and beautiful without remembering where the baby came from (delivery, pregnancy, conception, nothing)..and in another dream i had a dream i was overlooking a baby in a hospital..it was supposed to be premature..with tubes and all..but the minute i laid eyes on the baby (chubby cheeks and everything)..i had this overwhelming urge to pick up this baby and shower it with every ounce of love in my body..
could it be glimpses of future mother hood..maybe...or an extention of my maternal extincts..more than likely..or a prophetic vision of the type of nurse i will become (mother/baby)...i think so..or a combination of all three..YES,YES,YES!!!... but i really don't know..and there is a beauty in leaving dreams up for interpretation for that simple fact..that you may never know..
the dream i had last night though was about marriage..not my own, i was just a bridesmaid..to a bride i did not know.. as i walked on the field (yes, as in highschool field, wierd i know) with my pastel yellow bridesmaid dress on to meet the other wedding party... i discovered that the groom was this dude i know from college in the roughest sense..anyways...he was dressed in red, cultural clothing..i looked on to see the bride and she was GORGEOUS in every sense of the word..chic and humble, brownskinned, long dark hair.. she smiled at me and i'm not sure if i smiled back..but I felt at that time that the groom made the right choice in finding a mate.. they matched..went hand in hand..she was his moon and he her sun...just like that... it was BEAUTIFUL.. i went and took my place with the rest of the bridesmaids..and continued to gush about how pretty the bride was...
and that was the dream..wierd and random...don't know what it means..symbolic or literal..but if it's prophetic.. i wish the best of luck to the happy groom and bride, whoever they are, whomever they may be...if it's symbolic..then well..i just don't know... i feel that dreams are not for us to understand..just like God in all his glory and holiness..is not for us to fully understand..for we will never know His true power and love because He is almighty..HE just is..and dreams are just dreams...
maybe sometimes dreams are just not meant to be understood..
i've had several dreams of babies..in one, i walked into the baby's room to find a beautiful round headed baby sleeping in it's crib, awakening from it's sleep.. i picked up the baby to tend to it's needs only to find that i didn't feel like the baby was my own, it couldn't be..how could i've created something so fragile and beautiful without remembering where the baby came from (delivery, pregnancy, conception, nothing)..and in another dream i had a dream i was overlooking a baby in a hospital..it was supposed to be premature..with tubes and all..but the minute i laid eyes on the baby (chubby cheeks and everything)..i had this overwhelming urge to pick up this baby and shower it with every ounce of love in my body..
could it be glimpses of future mother hood..maybe...or an extention of my maternal extincts..more than likely..or a prophetic vision of the type of nurse i will become (mother/baby)...i think so..or a combination of all three..YES,YES,YES!!!... but i really don't know..and there is a beauty in leaving dreams up for interpretation for that simple fact..that you may never know..
the dream i had last night though was about marriage..not my own, i was just a bridesmaid..to a bride i did not know.. as i walked on the field (yes, as in highschool field, wierd i know) with my pastel yellow bridesmaid dress on to meet the other wedding party... i discovered that the groom was this dude i know from college in the roughest sense..anyways...he was dressed in red, cultural clothing..i looked on to see the bride and she was GORGEOUS in every sense of the word..chic and humble, brownskinned, long dark hair.. she smiled at me and i'm not sure if i smiled back..but I felt at that time that the groom made the right choice in finding a mate.. they matched..went hand in hand..she was his moon and he her sun...just like that... it was BEAUTIFUL.. i went and took my place with the rest of the bridesmaids..and continued to gush about how pretty the bride was...
and that was the dream..wierd and random...don't know what it means..symbolic or literal..but if it's prophetic.. i wish the best of luck to the happy groom and bride, whoever they are, whomever they may be...if it's symbolic..then well..i just don't know... i feel that dreams are not for us to understand..just like God in all his glory and holiness..is not for us to fully understand..for we will never know His true power and love because He is almighty..HE just is..and dreams are just dreams...
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