blog.realitycrutch.com

« Turning Round | Main | Upcoming »

August 17, 2005

Sleepwalking

Listening to: Modest Mouse - Interstate 8 EP

I had a dream last night that I was pregnant. I could feel and see the baby moving around inside me, poking into me with its arm or some limb. It felt weird, was gross and fascinating.

In reality my period just ended so I'm not worried about it, but I looked online to see what it could mean and found a generic meaning:

Desire a baby: You may be pregnant or its giving you what you want so you don't feel wanting. Don't want a baby just yet or you are a virgin: The dream is satisfying your instinct to have one. Someone else may be pregnant.

There's a very similar dream question answered here:

Pregnancy often represents new growth in your life, growing creativity. The baby kicking inside could represent the idea that your creation or creative potential is trying to kick you to get your attention. Focusing on the arm might be a clue for you. An arm might represent something specific for you. What do you think of when you think of an arm? Could it represent using the arm to direct or point or does it represent your creativity? Are you an artist or do you use your arm physically in your hobby or passion such as writing or sports? You must think about this and try to draw your own meaning from it.

That makes more sense. Though... maybe my instincts are finally starting to kick in. The horror!

I remember feeling confused in the dream because I wasn't ready to have a child. As it is right now I don't want or plan to have kids, I always imagined adopting if I wanted that in my life. I also imagine me wanting to actually bear children only if my life were a certain way, like owning a house, living sustainably, and having two husbands.

Yeah, that idea makes me laugh, it's silly. I know it's pretty much an impossibility. But I don't really want babies anyway, so I can dream.

Posted by Ari at 13:11:31


Comments

Comments have been closed for this entry. If you would like to leave comment, please use one of my recent entries.




If you can read this text, your browser does not support web standards or you have CSS turned off. This site is made to be viewed in a browser that complies with web standards, but it is accessible to any browser or Internet device. There are wonderful modern browsers available. If you think you are seeing this in error, re-loading the page might help.