Dream Interpretation: The Train

Last night, I had a dream that seemed almost like a TV show or movie.  It started off at a train station.  I met a guy there but he was on a different train, an earlier one than mine.  Before he got on his train, we had kissed.

After his train left, I had to board mine.  I felt that there was something strange about my train but I still boarded it.  I don’t know where we were going but I remember walking all the way to the back of the train for some strange reason.  Then we stopped while I was still in the back of the train, and everyone in the last two train cars had to get off.  Actually one group stayed near the train, while the other group, my group had to walk a bit of a distance away.  They made us do work or something.  It was like an old village.  At some point, someone needed headphones for something, so I went back to the train to ask someone for some.  Someone was nice enough to lend us his.  I went back to the guy who needed the headphones and handed the headphones to him.  That’s when I woke up.

Interpretation from dream moods dream dictionary:

Train Station:

Represents a transitional period in my life in which I need to take a short break and reassess my situation and determine my path and goals.

Kiss:

Since I kissed a stranger, it means that I acknowledge and accept the repressed aspect of myself.

Train:

Since I was on a train, that train symbolizes my life’s journey.  It can either mean I am on the right track or that I am needlessly worrying over a situation that will work out in the end.

Two:

Two because there were two trains, one that the stranger I kissed was on and one that I was on.  Also because it was the last two train cars, that had to get off and I happened to be in the last one when they asked us to get off.  The number two usually symbolizes balance, diversity, partnership, marriage, cooperation, soul, or receptivity.  The world is seen in dualities, like Yin and Yang.

Headphones:

Hmmm…according to dream moods, that if I was wearing the headphones that would mean that I was the only one getting the message and that I am in tune with my intuition.  Since I am not the one wearing it, I guess I’m not getting the message and not in tune with my gut feelings.

Putting it altogether:

My dream seems to mean that I am in a transitional period in my life but I am on the right path.  I am okay with my repressed self and that I shouldn’t worry so much.  I think I am trying to look for a balance between myself and my repressed self.  They are split up and I need to get them in sync.  I’m just missing the message and not following my instincts.

 

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I had a dream…a weird dream

I had a weird dream last night.  Well most of the dreams I remember are usually weird but this one was nothing like any dream I’ve had before.  I wasn’t sure if I was going to post about this dream, so while I was debating, my memories of the dream have faded a bit.

It seemed like I was in an acting school of some sort.  There were two other girls that I think I was competing against.  We were given the challenge to act out a scene or play or something.  While the two girls were busy practicing and memorizing, a guy, I think a teacher, came up to me and told me that it is better to be natural or to not be rehearsed and to just go with the flow.  I think he was just telling me to improvise on stage rather than memorize lines because you may forget your lines and that would show.  I remember another gentleman giving me a beautiful dress.  Every girl was sort of in fairytale dresses except me.  The gentleman gave me a fairytale dress but I didn’t put it on before I woke up.  Actually I think someone stole it.

I can’t remember much of the dream now but that is the main points I remembered.  I’m not sure if it means anything.  Maybe, me glancing at the name of a T.V. show before I slept got me into the whole fairytale thing.

What do you want to be when you grow up?

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Have you ever thought about what you said back when you were asked that question as a child?  “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

A few days ago, I asked my friend this question since I felt like he had lost interest in everything and was a little bit lost himself.  I remember when I first realized that I was lost and unsure about what I wanted to do with my life and such, I had asked myself this question.

My answer to this question as a child was that I wanted to be a writer.  I remember it started off with songwriting, then poetry, but always something to do with writing.  I don’t know why I wanted to be a writer as a child, maybe it’s because I loved to read but that was what I wanted to be when I grew up.  I stopped thinking that I could be a writer when I realized I wasn’t that good at writing.  I just didn’t feel like I wrote as well as other people.  I somehow just couldn’t express myself the way I wanted to and so I gave up my dream to become a writer.

I guess I never did give up completely because I always kept journals on and off all my life.  Writing was my outlet as was many other things but it helped me through a lot.  It was like a friend that was always there no matter what.  And it still is my friend that helps me through anything and everything that comes at me.

I started this blog before I had asked myself that question but while I had been blogging, I had asked myself this question.  I realized that in some way, I’m living out my childhood dream of being a writer by writing this blog.  But now, I really want to improve my writing and since I use to have a hard time updating this blog on a regular basis, I have decided to start writing stories or just random paragraphs here and there to practice.  My friends have always told me, my life could be a TV Show or Movie, maybe it’s time to try to write out my life story.

So, I would like to introduce the category of writing.  It will have random paragraphs, maybe some short stories, etc.  I hope you will enjoy them and I welcome any and ALL feedback.  I’m trying to improve here.

Now, I throw this question back to all my readers.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Please comment below and let me know what you had wanted to be when you grow up and what you are doing now.  It’ll be interesting to see if people kept to their childhood dream.

❤ sarah