WinterTree
August 2nd, 2004, 11:28 AM
Okay, I had this dream nearly a year ago, I've given it a lot of thought since then, but I still cannot figure out what it means. *Note: I wrote the following the morning after I had the dream, when it was still very vivid in my mind... :yikes: Bear with me hear, it's gonna be a long post...
Dream
The night of September 5th, 2003:
I am in a beautiful land of hilly greenery with my family, and I happen to walk onto a strange road that leads into a mossy pond with indigo waters that are so dark they are almost black. The pond is shaded by large trees that dig their roots deeply beneath the surface of the waters, and are so large in the width of their branches and mass of their leaves that they allow little sunlight into the pond area, making it a shadowy and slightly eerie place. On the far left hand corner of the pond/lake area there is a small pathway. The part of the path closest to the shore has been repaved so it is stable, but the lower part, a cobble stone path with olive green moss growing between the cracks of brown, white, and tan cobble stones, submerges slightly into the water as I stand on it. Withered with age, the lower part is no longer firm or supportive.
I find myself now on a small wooden dock which runs in the middle of the lake, and at the edge, I attempt to keep a beautiful young girl, whom I believe to be my sister, from going into the water. She is naked and is very thin, even skinny, and her skin is very pale and white, almost like a dead thing, with slight red circles under her eyes. She has long, straight orange-red hair with flowers tangled in it near the top of her head like a wreath. Her back facing me, she slides her legs into the water, and I grab her firmly from under her arms and try desperately to pull her out of the water. I tell her over and over not to go in, but she yells at me that she wants the water and struggles until I let go. Facing me this time, she slides in legs first again into the water until it is up just below her flat chest.
I turn to one of the posts of the dock behind me where, in the water, a group of young girls who look exactly like her, flowers in their hair and all, are huddling. I ask them what it is about the water that makes my sister want it so much, but they only make murmuring or whimpering noises and cannot tell me the answer.
I go to the post that is just ahead of the one the girls are huddling around, look into the water, and see something round and the color of the girls’ hair, bright orange, that looks very much like the head of a giant goldfish rising to the surface of the water. Clinging to the post, I cannot see what comes up, for my eyes are closed, frightened by the creature’s might as it nears closer to the surface, but I hear it say to me, “I am the sea god, Njord.”
Though my eyes are closed, I feel the force of the god as he emerges, for the post that I am gripping so tightly rips off the dock and I bob in the waters of the lake with the post keeping me afloat. I open my eyes to see about ten feet away from me, an elderly-middle aged man with a muscular chest and arms, a beard, and a wholly mustache. He has a crown on his head and his lower body is the tail of a fish. Raising his arms in a posture of masculine might and anger, he is entirely pale blue, even his crown. Though I don’t know why, he is angry and upset with me.
In fear, I hurl my post at him as a means to keep him away from me for a few moments so that I may get away. Though the post lands in the water a few feet away from him, in rage he swims to the post and in turn throws it back at me. He too misses, but I close my eyes again in fear, attempting to swim, but I feel somewhat tired and am not going fast enough, and I know that there is no way that I will be able to escape the God of the Sea in his own domain. Suddenly I feel a very swift current carrying me that I had not seen or felt before, and, eyes still shut tight, I feel myself bump against something solid.
I open my eyes and see that the current has carried up to the stable part of the cobblestone path that I was on earlier in the dream, and I climb up onto it, run onto the solid ground and up a lush, grassy hill. Behind me I hear Njord call in frustration, “What?”, and somewhere inside myself I know he can’t catch me because he can’t go on land. ?????
Not long after, I go back down the dock where I meet my sister crouched dripping wet, and, laying my arms firmly on her shoulders as if to help her out of the water I tell her not to go back in because the pond is filled with “newt water”, and has vinegar in it.????? Though reluctant to be out of the water before, she comes with me up the dock and away from the pond.
Next, I am in a house that I know I live in, my sister still with me. She is wearing clothes now (I remember seeing her in a yellow shirt), and we are in a room that has scattered laundry pushed against the walls. I knock my sister out (I am not exactly sure how it happened but I remember doing something like whacking her in the head) and shove her into a sack that sleeping bags are usually held in. I sling the sack over my back and look into a room next to the one I am in. Looking in, I see my father sitting upright in his bed with his shirt off and the blankets pulled up to his waist. He is smiling with his teeth in the cute but slightly annoying way he does in real life when he wants me to do something for him, like bring him the paper or something, but this time the smile just looks eerie. His arms are stretched out at his sides as though to beckon me into the room, but in the corner of the room behind him I see someone. Behind him is a phantom face of a young woman with black hair, black circles under her eyes and a ghost white face, grinning frighteningly. I recognize her as the Goddess of Death and wonder what she is doing in the room with my father, but I decide it is better if I just get away.
I run halfway up a flight of stairs that is the same length and in the same position as my stairs in real life, and looks down on the same kind of room as in my real home as well. I pause, not wanting to go up or down, fearing that on either side or place there could be more like the Death Goddess and Njord waiting to get me.?????
--END
Can anyone give me any insight as to what this might mean?
Dream
The night of September 5th, 2003:
I am in a beautiful land of hilly greenery with my family, and I happen to walk onto a strange road that leads into a mossy pond with indigo waters that are so dark they are almost black. The pond is shaded by large trees that dig their roots deeply beneath the surface of the waters, and are so large in the width of their branches and mass of their leaves that they allow little sunlight into the pond area, making it a shadowy and slightly eerie place. On the far left hand corner of the pond/lake area there is a small pathway. The part of the path closest to the shore has been repaved so it is stable, but the lower part, a cobble stone path with olive green moss growing between the cracks of brown, white, and tan cobble stones, submerges slightly into the water as I stand on it. Withered with age, the lower part is no longer firm or supportive.
I find myself now on a small wooden dock which runs in the middle of the lake, and at the edge, I attempt to keep a beautiful young girl, whom I believe to be my sister, from going into the water. She is naked and is very thin, even skinny, and her skin is very pale and white, almost like a dead thing, with slight red circles under her eyes. She has long, straight orange-red hair with flowers tangled in it near the top of her head like a wreath. Her back facing me, she slides her legs into the water, and I grab her firmly from under her arms and try desperately to pull her out of the water. I tell her over and over not to go in, but she yells at me that she wants the water and struggles until I let go. Facing me this time, she slides in legs first again into the water until it is up just below her flat chest.
I turn to one of the posts of the dock behind me where, in the water, a group of young girls who look exactly like her, flowers in their hair and all, are huddling. I ask them what it is about the water that makes my sister want it so much, but they only make murmuring or whimpering noises and cannot tell me the answer.
I go to the post that is just ahead of the one the girls are huddling around, look into the water, and see something round and the color of the girls’ hair, bright orange, that looks very much like the head of a giant goldfish rising to the surface of the water. Clinging to the post, I cannot see what comes up, for my eyes are closed, frightened by the creature’s might as it nears closer to the surface, but I hear it say to me, “I am the sea god, Njord.”
Though my eyes are closed, I feel the force of the god as he emerges, for the post that I am gripping so tightly rips off the dock and I bob in the waters of the lake with the post keeping me afloat. I open my eyes to see about ten feet away from me, an elderly-middle aged man with a muscular chest and arms, a beard, and a wholly mustache. He has a crown on his head and his lower body is the tail of a fish. Raising his arms in a posture of masculine might and anger, he is entirely pale blue, even his crown. Though I don’t know why, he is angry and upset with me.
In fear, I hurl my post at him as a means to keep him away from me for a few moments so that I may get away. Though the post lands in the water a few feet away from him, in rage he swims to the post and in turn throws it back at me. He too misses, but I close my eyes again in fear, attempting to swim, but I feel somewhat tired and am not going fast enough, and I know that there is no way that I will be able to escape the God of the Sea in his own domain. Suddenly I feel a very swift current carrying me that I had not seen or felt before, and, eyes still shut tight, I feel myself bump against something solid.
I open my eyes and see that the current has carried up to the stable part of the cobblestone path that I was on earlier in the dream, and I climb up onto it, run onto the solid ground and up a lush, grassy hill. Behind me I hear Njord call in frustration, “What?”, and somewhere inside myself I know he can’t catch me because he can’t go on land. ?????
Not long after, I go back down the dock where I meet my sister crouched dripping wet, and, laying my arms firmly on her shoulders as if to help her out of the water I tell her not to go back in because the pond is filled with “newt water”, and has vinegar in it.????? Though reluctant to be out of the water before, she comes with me up the dock and away from the pond.
Next, I am in a house that I know I live in, my sister still with me. She is wearing clothes now (I remember seeing her in a yellow shirt), and we are in a room that has scattered laundry pushed against the walls. I knock my sister out (I am not exactly sure how it happened but I remember doing something like whacking her in the head) and shove her into a sack that sleeping bags are usually held in. I sling the sack over my back and look into a room next to the one I am in. Looking in, I see my father sitting upright in his bed with his shirt off and the blankets pulled up to his waist. He is smiling with his teeth in the cute but slightly annoying way he does in real life when he wants me to do something for him, like bring him the paper or something, but this time the smile just looks eerie. His arms are stretched out at his sides as though to beckon me into the room, but in the corner of the room behind him I see someone. Behind him is a phantom face of a young woman with black hair, black circles under her eyes and a ghost white face, grinning frighteningly. I recognize her as the Goddess of Death and wonder what she is doing in the room with my father, but I decide it is better if I just get away.
I run halfway up a flight of stairs that is the same length and in the same position as my stairs in real life, and looks down on the same kind of room as in my real home as well. I pause, not wanting to go up or down, fearing that on either side or place there could be more like the Death Goddess and Njord waiting to get me.?????
--END
Can anyone give me any insight as to what this might mean?