Week 13 - ending 4/1: Dreaming

The other night I had one of my recurring dreams. Throughout my life, thus far, I have had two dreams occur more often than any others. The first I had throughout childhood and it stopped when I was around 20 I believe. The second one I have in adulthood for the last 10 - 15 years.

My childhood recurring dream could have been seen as more of a nightmare I suppose. The only thing I remember is being on a small island made entirely of large boulders. It rose high above the water and there was a castle on the top. I would run to the castle and hide in the top room that had a window overlooking the island and surrounding water. Chasing me was a tall slender lady in a red dress. The entire dream was in shades of black and gray except for her red dress. The dream always ended with her entering the room I was in, seeing me and standing over me. It was at that point I woke up. I never looked up the meaning however, I am sure the colors, or lack there of, and scene have a subconscious meaning. Thankfully I haven't had that dream in many years but it was vivid enough for me to remember it even now.

The recurring dream I have in adulthood is much more pleasant, but still leaves me with questions. This dream also takes place around rocks and the ocean. However, this dream is of a coastline. One that I haven't seen in real life. The best way I can describe it is as a combination of the Cliffs area of San Diego, Diamond Head Road, and Kalaniana'ole highway from Hanauma Bay to Sandy's. It has a road that winds around it with areas of small rock walls to keep cars from driving off. It also has some outcrop parking lots and scenic lookouts. Below the 40 foot cliffs are smaller rocks, the ocean and several good surf spots.

When I am in this dream I always drive up and down the coast at least twice looking at the surf. The next thing I know I am either in the water or looking at the water. If I am looking at the water, from above, I begin telling stories of what it was like surfing there before everyone discovered it.

If I am in the water, I am suddenly somewhere else. The break I am surfing is turquoise water and white sand beach. However, if I look up to my right I can always see the cliffs. I catch a few waves, with little to no people in the water, and then exit.

I have no strong emotions associated the later dream, unlike my childhood one. I do wake happy and itching to surf though. While I am sure there is more meaning to it, especially emotionally with all of the water, I chose not to dive into it just yet. I hold out hope that one day I will find the coastline in my dreams in my waking life. Until then, I enjoy the feeling of peace. I enjoy being able to surf in my dream, whether or not I can surf in my waking life. For me that is what I will take from this dream.

Like surfing, enjoy the moment. Learn and grow, but don't hang on. Move on and be happy. Reminisce and be thankful for the events of your past, but don't linger. Just like I have to wake from this dream, I have to wake from my past as well.