The last few nights I’ve had some really disturbing dreams.  They definitely were not nightmares, but still very disturbing.  They were disturbing enough to keep me up at night- I honestly didn’t want to get back to sleep after each one.   don’t remember most of them, but I thought I’d share the one I do remember. 

A couple nights ago, I had this dream right before I woke up, which is probably why I even remembered it in the first place.  So this guy is at a cafe, sitting outside.  On the table there was what appeared to be a bottle of wine.  Instead of wine, however, it turned out to be blood that he poured over raw meat, which he then ate.

It was so weird, so I decided to do some dream analysis courtesy of Dream Moods Dictionary.  I’m not going to share everything, just the highlights:

• Blood: seeing blood represents life  and disappointment.  Dreaming about drinking blood represents a fresh burst of vitality and power.
• Meat: seeing raw meat represents obstacles/discouragement that I will come across as I achieve my goals.  It may also reflect raw emotions and my untamed, animalistic nature.  Eating meat suggests that I’m getting to the heart of the matter, recognizing my instinctual energy, and seeing others achieve what I’m still aiming for.
• Cafe: A cafe represents my social life, and may reflect that I need to call some old friends and catch up with them.
• Eating Alone: It signifies loss, loneliness and depression.  It may reflect feelings of rejection, feeling excluded and cut off from family ties.

According to my dream, then, I’m feeling depressed because I see other people doing the things that I have yet to accomplish.  But by accomplishing the goals I have set for myself, I’ll come across a lot of obstacles and discouragement.  And I need to cut off family ties to do it, apparently.

The raw emotions bit was pretty telling, mostly because I’ve been feeling some very strong emotions lately.  This is what I get for writing in my journal right before going to bed- bits and pieces of my journal entry from that night led to me dreaming about it.  

It wasn’t until I actually looked up what everything meant that I started to get even more freaked out.  Of course, writing about it right before going to sleep is probably what brought it up in my dreams.  But still, it’s frighteningly accurate of what I’ve been feeling the last few months.

This is why I don’t like to analyze my dreams- mostly because I get too caught up in what it all means, and I drive myself crazy trying to figure it out.  It shouldn’t really happen this time, since it seems to be the result of me journaling.