posted on Jun, 25 2007 @ 12:07 PM
Went to sleep very late last night: 5 a.m. or slightly after. Should have slept like a log. Instead, had what felt like either a series of related
dreams -- or one long dream that continued despite numerous interruptions. It just went on and ON !
The content isn't important: briefly, I was involved in rescuing several tiny kittens, at considerable risk to life and limb, including being almost
squashed between two reversing cars and having to fight my way through a pack of savage rats driven from a building by vermin-controllers. A couple
of times I was afflicted by that weird semi-paralysis that sometimes occurs in dreams, when despite your efforts to hurry, it feels as if you're
wading agonisingly slowly through treacle.
It was a long, tortured dream or series of dreams. I remember waking when someone in the house took a shower. Then I was awakened again when someone
went to the bathroom and again by the sound of a door closing. I must have returned almost immediately to the dream however and back to the rescue
I was exhausted when I got up. Staggered down to the kitchen to find everyone had left for the day. Later in the morning, I recounted my dream/s in
detail to a neighbour.
This evening, a member of the household returned home. We chatted about the weather as she made coffee. She said how tired she was and intended to
have an early night. Said she'd been upset all day about a dream she'd had the night before.
She said she'd dreamed about cats.
" Cats ? " I asked.
" Well, they were kittens really. Tiny ones. " she replied. " I spent the night trying to rescue them. I took one of them to the vet. They did
some tests and said it had a fused back. Have you ever heard of that before -- a fused back? "
I hadn't. But in my own dream, one of the kittens had panicked and leapt off a balcony before I could reach it. When I'd looked down, I'd seen
the poor thing way below on the grass and from the way it moved, I worried that its back had been broken by the fall. In my dream, I'd hurtled down
through the building to try to get to it in time, because a large dog had also been down there on the grass, not far from the kitten. But I'd been
forced to detour around some other buildings. Unfamiliar with the area, I went a block too far and had to double back. And it was then that I'd
been slowed down by the 'wading through treacle' thing. I eventually rescued the kitten, which was hiding down a stairwell. (I have no idea where
the dream location was. I've never been to the area in real life.)
The weird part is, when I rescued that kitten (and several of the others) I'd handed it for safekeeping to the very person now standing before me
drinking coffee --- a person who had apparently ALSO been dreaming about rescuing injured kittens at the same time as I was having a very
So I asked: " Was I in your dream? "
She nodded: " Yes. In parts of it. Why? "
I said: " Because I wore myself out dreaming about saving tiny kittens too. And I passed the ones I'd saved to you. You were in my dream. Did
you have rats in your dream? "
She replied: " No, no rats. But there was a dog I was worried about, in case he got one of the kittens. "
" What did your kittens look like ? " I asked her.
She replied: " There were tiny, as if they were newborn. They could hardly open their eyes. Tiny little ears. So cute. "
" Mine too." I replied.
We spoke a bit more about it and then someone else came into the room. She left then to go upstairs to get changed. She wasn't as surprised as might
be expected by the 'dream coincidence', because we've shared a few dreams before and they're nearly always exhausting and about recuing
I haven't had a chance to discuss it with her again because she went to bed early and I won't see her again most probably until tomorrow. But a
few hours ago, when I mentioned my shared-dream to the neighbour in whom I'd confided my own dream this morning, the neighbour gave me a weird look
-- I still can't put a label on it. It was a bit hostile with an overlay of 'boredom' that seemed affected. A squinty-eyed look, I suppose. Not
friendly, not 'interested'. Either she didn't believe me, or didn't want to. Or whatever ... I've no idea, to be honest.
If someone told me they'd shared a dream with someone, and those separate dreams had so many common features -- well, even though I've experienced
the phenomenon myself --- I'd be interested, very. The odds of two people in separate rooms, both dreaming of basically the same thing, must be in
the order of tens of thousands to one.
Or maybe I'm wrong about that ? Maybe people have shared dreams quite often, but no-one mentions it? Or perhaps people don't know they're
sharing dreams, for the simple reason they don't discuss their dreams with each other?
When two other members of the household arrived home a few hours ago, I asked them if they'd dreamed last night (I wanted to see if they might have
been dreaming about kittens too.)
But in answer to my question, one of them replied: " I don't know".
And the other one said: " I never dream."
Anyway, if the topic interests you, why not write down your dreams (those you can remember) beforehand, and then ask flatmates, family, close friends,
etc. what they've dreamed about lately. It may be that you're sharing dreams with those close to you, without even realising it. If so, you could
offer them your dream diary as proof that you'd recorded your own dream prior to asking them about theirs.
Anyone else have a shared dream experience ?
(as an after-note, will add that there was a grisly ending to my kitten-dream/s, involving two semi-stray cats we've semi-adopted. I hope my dream
doesn't turn out to be precognitive, as some have in the past. But just in case, I've made reference to it here, before the fact. Strawberry
flavoured milk played a role in part of my dream too. I know it sounds ridiculous, but you never know. So I'm mentioning it now in case I hear
something in the news about it in coming days or weeks.)