I had a dream last night!

I love dreaming! I dream very vividly and in colour. I love interpreting my dreams, other peoples dreams and attempting to understand what my true self wants me to know! I love that dreams appear to us as chaos but they really aren't and there is a lot of meaning in them.

SO... I had a dream last night that I had twins. Now, usually when one dreams of having a baby it means that they are experience the birth of a new idea. That seems to be pretty true to where I am right now in my life! The interesting thing for me was that I birthed twins but they were only kind of twins! As in- the baby boy had been in my belly longer than the baby girl. I can even remember joking with the doctor about how they were "kind of twins" because they were in my belly for a little time together. Nevertheless, I birthed a boy and a girl. I birthed them standing! Which the doctors were all laughing at me for and saying "no, you can't do that!" And in real life my Gran was an OBGYN nurse- in my dream she helped me birth these babies!

The boy came out first and I remember it not hurting very much at all but expecting it to hurt because, well, I was birthing babies and that is supposed to hurt!! Once they were out I didn't want to hold them right away because they were covered in crusted blood. I remember looking at them and asking my Gran to wipe them down. But in an instant I held them to my heart. It was as though they were asking me to! It was really quite beautiful and moving.

Something weird happened next- the girl was suddenly, like 2 years old and walking and talking! Everyone couldn't believe it because she was only a few months old but acting like a 2 year old! I loved it and thought this kid was a blast! The baby boy, on the other hand, kept on disappearing. It was very odd because we were at a water slide park and he wasn't there. We went up Whistler mountain on the gondola and he wasn't there. I didn't feel very concerned ever, though- which is a bit upsetting if you think about it!!

Then someone I know through work, had my baby boy. They told me he was in the hospital with prostate cancer. I remember thinking - oh, that can't be my boy, he's just little! It turned out it was my son but then I knew that everyone was confused to believe that he had prostate cancer when he didn't. But it wasn't like I was in denial of his condition I knew it wasn't the case! Well, trying to convince these people, first of all that he was my son was a challenge and a half! And secondly to convince them that he DIDN'T have prostate cancer when he was already in the hospital was extremely hard! But I continued to try telling them he WAS my son and I knew this because I gave birth to him! I told them he had a baby sister that I have been with!

Anyways I don't remember much after that, except going to McDonald's to meet someone and not wanting anything from there!!! Interesting eh! What do you guys think it means? I think it's about staying true to what is true for me. Like, with the birthing of the baby, trying to convince the people that he was my son and that he didn't have cancer were all true but people didn't believe me! And I was never concerned about where my son was, something people are sick over in the real world, because I knew we would be together again. That seems to follow the theme I mentioned above- that doing what people expect for the sake of it didn't seem to work for me. Again, this was true for not feeling pain during birth but expecting to!!

I love dreams- they are so interesting!

Love and Respect!