I had the most peculiar dream the other day.
Recently I've had to deal with a great loss of a pet, which has impacted me significantly. As a result of this I've had some vivid dreams - but this one topped it all;
I dreamt I was in my bedroom. It was almost like normal, for the exception of a tree going through it like a sort of treehouse. I had a gut feeling something else was there and as I gazed around I saw something hanging in the tree. There was a huge snake dangling down. It's head bigger then my own hand.
Strangely enough, I was more annoyed by the sight of it then anything else. As it threatened me with a hiss I pushed it's head away with my hand and made for the door.
As I was heading towards the exit, a lynx crawled out from under my bed. It was just there to look at me, not doing much.
Right as I opened the door and gave one final look back inside, one more animal joined the party: a golden tiger.
It was remarkably small. About the size of a Labrador - the same as the lynx. I made eye contact with it and was in awe at the power and magnificence of it.
Yet after seeing all those animals, I closed the door and felt the weight of them trying to pry it open from the other side and me trying to hold it back. Shortly afterwards I woke up.
I've had many symbolic dreams in my day, but this one I can't even begin to decipher. I normally do not dream this vividly about animals or real-life-locations - let alone me actually being myself.
Recently I've had to deal with a great loss of a pet, which has impacted me significantly. As a result of this I've had some vivid dreams - but this one topped it all;
I dreamt I was in my bedroom. It was almost like normal, for the exception of a tree going through it like a sort of treehouse. I had a gut feeling something else was there and as I gazed around I saw something hanging in the tree. There was a huge snake dangling down. It's head bigger then my own hand.
Strangely enough, I was more annoyed by the sight of it then anything else. As it threatened me with a hiss I pushed it's head away with my hand and made for the door.
As I was heading towards the exit, a lynx crawled out from under my bed. It was just there to look at me, not doing much.
Right as I opened the door and gave one final look back inside, one more animal joined the party: a golden tiger.
It was remarkably small. About the size of a Labrador - the same as the lynx. I made eye contact with it and was in awe at the power and magnificence of it.
Yet after seeing all those animals, I closed the door and felt the weight of them trying to pry it open from the other side and me trying to hold it back. Shortly afterwards I woke up.
I've had many symbolic dreams in my day, but this one I can't even begin to decipher. I normally do not dream this vividly about animals or real-life-locations - let alone me actually being myself.