Recurring Dreams, What do they mean?

The other day when Caiden arrived, his Mom told me he didn’t sleep well, bad dreams.  When I asked what about she said “he doesn’t remember”.  After she left I asked him what he had dreamed about.  He said he had dreamed that those people, strangers, had taken his Mom away. 

When I asked Caiden why he hadn’t told his Mom he said “Because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings!”  I said “Caiden, dreams are like movies in your head, you can’t help what you dream.  You can’t hurt someone’s feelings because of a dream.”  “You can tell your Mom, she understands that dreams are just in your head.” 

Then I preceded to explain to him that the way you might hurt her feelings would be if you told her you don’t like her shirt or her hair.  Caiden thought for a moment and then said “What if I have a dream that I don’t like her hair?” I busted out laughing!

However it reminded me of the dreams I would have when I was a kid.  I always had a recurring dream about a GIANT GRIZZLY BEAR chasing me through the woods!  I would trip on a tree root and fall, not on my face… I would land flat on my back, facing the bear, horrified, not able to move or scream! The bear standing on his back legs, towering high above me… roaring… his claws stretched out, ready to slice me to shreds! 

As I grew older, usually when I was extremely tired, I would have dreams about someone trying to get in my house… I could not wake up, I wanted to yell out for my dad but I couldn’t.  It was like I was awake but could not move or speak!  Then I would see my Dad walk into my room, in his white briefs and t-shirt, he would look out my window to see what was going on… I was screaming… trying to cry out… begging, PLEASE DAD shake me, wake me up! PLEASE, PLEASE DAD, wake me up!  It was so real!

When I would finally manage to get myself awake, it was only for a moment,  I was so tired I would  fall back asleep.  Then the same thing would happen over and over again!  It was horrible!  Finally one night I got up, out of bed, went out to the kitchen, got a drink of water, walked around a bit.   When I went back to bed, I fell fast asleep.  I did not have dreams again that night. 

Later I started having dreams that I was trying to dial a phone number in an emergency, I could not get through to anybody!  Then dreams about walking out of a casino with my friends, falling to the ground on my knees, my eyes would roll back in my head, my friends would just be laughing, ha ha ha, she’s just drunk!

So I decided to study dream analysis and interpretation.  I learned how to put my dreams together with events or something that had happened in my life.  I finally realized that I had a fear of being helpless! 

Once I realized what was going on… BOOM!  NO MORE BAD DREAMS!  I have never had a bear chase me, a phone not dial out, or my friends not help me.  I have never had a dream about being helpless ever again!