REM sleep - dreams

[Trenchfriend]

When I thing about this topic, the interesting thing is, that I really never got repeating dreams, which other people sometimes report. What does that say about me?

 

[LizzieMaine]

Your dreams are not controlled by Hollywood.

 

[AbbaDatDeHat]

When I thing about this topic, the interesting thing is, that I really never got repeating dreams, which other people sometimes report. What does that say about me?

Just call that rail station dream a vision or premonition and go to the rail station. The window is closing.

 

[Lean'n'mean]

What does that say about me?

That you suffer from memory loss or your dream channel doesn't show repeats.

 

[Trenchfriend]

Just call that rail station dream a vision or premonition and go to the rail station. The window is closing.

Thirty minutes ago, I just came back from big city, of course changing as always in the next bigger city on my old railstation. On my outward run, a nice group of cheerful asian women passing me and sat down at the next sheltered group of seats on our platform
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Here it is:

But I just don't like "Asia-Imbiss".

 

[Tiki Tom]

Re: Dreams: Funny you should mention it. Last night I had one of my standard "repeating dreams". I probably dream it four or five times a year: That I am lost in a big foreign city with lots of hills and I am wandering the narrow streets looking for my hotel. In last night's version, I found it; which is rare. The funny thing is, in my dream I seem to be familiar with both the city and the hotel. But when I wake up, it is alien. (When I was young I used to have "I can fly" dreams. No longer. I miss those.)

Regarding train stations: I absolutely LOVE European train stations. Traces back to my coming-of-age big adventure when I was 17 years old and spent a summer backpacking around Europe (Back when one dollar bought well over 3 Marks.) So I now consider it a true gift/blessing that I commute through a couple of Vienna train stations on my way to work every day. I'm a hard-to-kill romantic, so I'm always seeing the beginnings of novels in the people at train stations; I particularly note sharp dressers, lovers parting, mysterious types, undercover agents, people heading for the airport, and I think about how these train tracks can easily take me to Paris, Berlin, Rome, and Moscow. And I imagine how these same train stations must have been 70 or 100 years ago. Exotic stuff indeed.

Re: Asia-Imbiss. I agree. I avoid noodle stands. I have developed a taste for kebaps, as its right on my way and they are at least semi-healthy. My true love, however, is the Würstelstand. But I have to ration myself on those.

 

[MisterCairo]

I have a recurring dream, I am visiting relatives in England. I rarely remember dreams unless I wake up mid-dream, and this seems to be the one I recall most often. So detailed, I am reading maps looking to take trips, and so on.

Odd fact - my "relatives" in my dream are not my actual relatives, they are images of folks I have never seen (or have seen out and about but do not consciously remember).

Had it again last night in fact...

 

[Edward]

I have some seriously weird dreams on occasion, sometimes some quite disturbing ones too. Some of my dreams are very surreal; I have one or two I can recall very clearly from early childhood.

My one recurring dream started in the early-mid 90s; whenever I was stressed or badly upset for a few days, at some point our first family cat, who died in mid-1993, would appear in a dream. Always the same situation - the family would be around whatever house we were living in, as normal, then he'd walk in like he'd never been away and we'd all carry on like it was normal. After this visitation, things would always seem somehoe brighter in the morning. The last time he came ot me like this was in 2016, just a few days after the death of my little Marlene, one of my own two beloved cats (her sister, Greta, is joyfully still with us). On this occasion, Marlene was with him, and there was an implication that this was a passing on of the torch. I still have this dream now, but when I do it's Marlene comes to me on her own. Things are always better the next morning, somehow.

 

[p51]

I've had two dreams since I was a kid.
The first is I'm standing at a railroad grade crossing at Old Town, Florida. It's a hole in the wall town in the middle of the state. Growing up, my family used to go to muzzle-loading shoots down there with our civil war 6-pounder field gun (we did civil war re-enacting growing up). The range is long gone, and the tracks were removed many years ago. Still, I have a simple dream I'm standing near highway 19 (though the tracks weren't along the highway, but close), on the old tracks, and nothing else happens. I haven't been through there since the 1990s, when I went down to Orlando and went through there for the heck of it.
For a lot of my youth and every now and then, I have a dream I'm running along a beach and my feet don't touch the ground. Like I'm running on a cushion of air, about 2 inches off the ground. I clearly recall how it feels to my feet, too, even now.
In recent years, I've had dreams where family, friends or pets who have gone on, come back. In the dreams, I'm crying at how happy I am to see them. It really bums me out to wake up from those, and I'm glad they don't happen often.
Since the 90s, I'd had a dream I walked up to the seawall at Omaha Beach in Normandy on an off day for tourists. I walk down to low tide, stand there a moment, then turn and slowly walk up to the monument there. I finally got there last year and did exactly that. It was such a powerful experience for where I was, but also that I was experiencing the dream exactly. I can't put into the words how amazing that felt. My wife even took a photo of me walking back, which I was so grateful for as I hadn't asked for it. She certainly knew this meant a lot to me as I'd said it topped my 'bucket list' since the 1980s:

 

[Lean'n'mean]

I often dream I'm not asleep & it wakes me up.

 

[LizzieMaine]

A common dream for me is being old and infirm and chained to a cot in the basement of the theatre. The kids feed me and turn me over from time to time, but otherwise I'm left to my own devices. None of which work.

 

[Trenchfriend]

I think, dreams of being high-aged, in hospital, etc., are very common. Maybe fears ahead the future.

I had such dreams, too. But never the same repeating.

 

[Lean'n'mean]

A common dream for me is being old and infirm and chained to a cot in the basement of the theatre. The kids feed me and turn me over from time to time, but otherwise I'm left to my own devices. None of which work.

And then in walks Kathy Bates with a sledge hammer.....

 

[Tiki Tom]

I think, dreams of being high-aged, in hospital, etc., are very common. Maybe fears ahead the future.

I had such dreams, too. But never the same repeating.

Please, no! Thankfully I have never had “growing old and feeble dreams”. Hopefully this thread doesn’t trigger one. (Usually in my dreams I am a very nondescript age. 30ish.)

 

[Trenchfriend]

Please, no! Thankfully I have never had “growing old and feeble dreams”. Hopefully this thread doesn’t trigger one. (Usually in my dreams I am a very nondescript age. 30ish.)

I didn't meant that in the sense of "nightmares".

 

[hatsRme]

I didn't meant that in the sense of "nightmares".

Speaking of nightmares, last night I had the recurring one that so many of our fellow hat collectors regularly experience.

I dreamed I passed away, and my wife sold all of my hats for what I told her I paid for them...

 

[Trenchfriend]

From time to time, I dream about beeing in school again, but as a eldery person. But our compulsory education in Thuringia only lasts until 9th grade.
These kind of dreams are always feeling uncomfortable to me. Not because of the classmates, but it seems to be the feeling to have to acclimate to school life, again.
This night, it was a big sports festival in an unrealistic huge sports hall.

 

[Tiki Tom]

Last night I dreamed that I was at some vague social event and that a young girl-next-door type woman cozied up to me and started to flirt like there was no tomorrow. I was basking in the attention, then I suddenly said “Don’t you realize that I’m old enough to be your father or maybe even your grandfather?” Then I woke up.
I’m even an idiot in my dreams.

 

[Lean'n'mean]

I dreamed a dream in times gone by, when hope was high & life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young & unafraid & dreams were made & used & wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.

 

[Edward]

Had a dream the other night that I was sitting at a quiet bus stop on Oxford Street, waiting for a night bus with a friend or two I've not seen in many years. People where we just drifted apart, one of whom had been a particulrly valued friend until a minor disagreement that got awkward - not seem them in a decade now (though ironically I think we only live a few miles away). In the dream it was all fine. It made me a little melancholy, alas.