I have two recurring dreams, I’ve had them for as long as I can remember. One is rather amusing and the other one is one I just can’t figure out. I don’t subscribe to Freud’s thought process that “sometimes a dream is just a dream”. Call it an overly creative mind or a mind desperate for something to do but I think all dreams have a significant meaning.

I remember about 95% of dreams when I wake up, some I remember for days, unfortunately, and others for just a few short hours. For the most part my dreams are good dreams, happy even. There are the occasional nightmares, weird dreams and dreams I would just as soon forget but most of them are fun.

One of my recurring dreams is, I wake up in the morning and I’m far too round to get through the doorway of the bedroom. I am not, nor have I ever been too round to fit through a doorway but my size isn’t the reason this dream gives me a brain cramp . I can’t figure out why my size doesn’t bother me. When I have this dream it’s like I wake up (in my dream) realize that I am way too big to get out of the bedroom and that’s that. There’s no hissie fit, no screams of horror, I’m just too fat and that’s OK. Curious, yes.

The other recurring dream is more of a dreamer participation event than a sleeping in your bed event. I dream I go shopping! Not a big deal, so what, right! It is a big deal because I actually try on clothes. I physically get out of bed, walk to a closet, pull off what I am wearing and begin to try on clothes. Now take a few minutes to think what that would look like at say, a retreat or at a conference where I’m sharing a room with someone who is not my husband. Got the picture now.

Last night I had that dream again and it was apparently, a fun day of shopping. I had myself a whale of a good time trying on pants, shirts, sweaters, sweatshirts, sweatpants. From the pile of clothes I left on the floor I was at it for quite a while, stopped only by the buttons on my husband’s dress shirts. It was his closet I was shopping at, not mine. I have no fashion sense or discretion when I sleep shop, now you can see why this could be an issue when I’m not at home. For the curious…….his clothes look way better on him than they do on me, according to the salesperson in my dream, she was mumbling something about the fit.

“When one of your dreams come true, you begin to look at the others more carefully.” –Anon.–