Lately, I have had several repeating dreams, very vivid ones, where I am a witness to some event. In the dream, I am the central figure of sorts, but
the dream almost unfolds like a movie.
I have always been a lucid dreamer, but in these particular dreams, I have absolutely no control, I am only there, it seems, to witness events. The
dreams are repetitive, in that I am having the same dreams over a period of days, sometimes even weeks. Sometimes the same dream over and over, and
sometimes it is like a miniseries where the story is ongoing, picking up where it left off, actually having continuity. Then, they abruptly end.
Now, I have had disturbing dreams like this in the past, where I would have something bothering me that would come out in my dreams, and once I
figured out the correlation to the problem/dream/solution, the dreams would stop. These were lucid dreams, however, and each time I had the repeating
dream, I could make a concious decision in the dream to take a different path for a different outcome. I also felt the dreams were about me, my life,
my personal relations, directly.
That is what is so different about these new types of dreams. It feels like I am the central character, but I am there to be a witness. Also, I am not
ME, but someone else, as if I am experiencing it from someone elses perspective. I do not look like me, think like me, feel like me. When I wake up,
the dream has absolutely no relation to my life, whatsoever.
In an odd sense, it feels very invasive, but it also feels as if I am being sent a message or prophetic type dream for a purpose. In one case, I think
I understood, but the current dream is leaving me very confused with that respect.
The first dream I had like this, I was at a 3 way intersection on a gentle rise, but very flat, empty terrain. It was dusk, windy, misty rain, foggy.
The 3 way intersection overlooked a highway overpass entrance ramp, bridge, and busy traffic lanes. There was one lone tree, a young tree, somewhat
off in the distance. Other than grass, the landscape was bare but for the interstate.
An old fashioned looking yellow taxi aporoached me from behind and offered me a ride, which i refused. I turned back to watch the interstate traffic,
seeing the yellow taxi enter the entrance ramp. The taxi sped up, merged into traffic, then hit the barrier wall in the middle.
I gasped as the car rode sideways up the wall, then in slow motion, it rolled over into oncoming traffic, almost to be immediately hit, time and time
again. As I stood there watching, dozens and dozens of cars, trucks, semis, piled up one on top of the other, until it was almost hundreds of cars.
Two or three days later, was the hundred plus pile up in Texas, in the fog. I never read about it, where it took place, I was afraid to find
similarities. Or, not. But, it creeped me out.
The new dream is about me being pregnant. No way this could happen without divine intervention, doctors fixed that many years ago.
Anyway, I am pregnant, and somehow, my husband doesn't know. Someone is trying to force me to get an abortion, and I am fighting it. I do not know
who, how, why. I have an attorney, and we pull up to a building, I would assume a court. I tell him that no, I am having the baby, that my husbands'
bloodline will die out without a child. I already know it is a boy, as I am fairly far along in the pregnancy.
He nods at me, and as he goes to get out of the car, there are reporters, media, taking pictures. He runs to the courtroom, and I wake up.
I don't get the significance, I don't understand why I keep having this dream. This one, about the pregnancy, I have been having for days. It is one
that is like a miniseries. Every time I dream about it, it picks up where it left off. If I have anymore dreams in the series to it I will add them.
It doesn't relate to me at all, though, it is almost as if I am living it through someone elses eyes.
Have any of you ever had dreams like this? I am finding these disturbing, and outside of my normal sleep and dreaming pattern. They are usually
disturbing in nature, or nightmarish, and I awaken upset and sometimes frightened.
The one about the multicar pileup was horrific, as I was able to hear screams and cries for help, as if I walked among the cars. I could smell smoke,
see the broken bodies. I woke in tears.
Any help would be appreciated.
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edit on 18-2-2013 by Libertygal because: typos, on phone :/