Empowerment
Dec. 23rd, 2007 09:44 amEver since I got my grades, I've been having... well, they're not exactly nightmares, but they're definitely scary dreams. Except for one thing--nothing bad ever happens to me.
I've basically been having all of my recurring nightmares in succession, but at the end of each scenario (whether or not the dream goes on to something else), I end up avoiding or evading easily and without thought, that which terrified me previously. Case in point? I just had a dream I was on an airplane.
I have never, ever, ever dreamed of flying without the plane crashing/something really BAD happening. Usually it's explosive decompression with me left alone inside holding on to something trying not to be blown out. This time, the plane in front of us crashed (which was scary, but not as scary for me as actually being on a plane), and in fact, for some reason the plane was as easy to get out of as a car, and most of us went to help the crashed plane before getting back on ours to take off. Throughout the dream, of course, I expected it to end the way it always does, so every time there was a loud noise, something got spilled, or we flew really low, I was terrified--but it didn't happen. I actually got up and walked around, something I only do if absolutely necessary on real planes and even then it's harrowing.
I think my mind is methodically running through all of my fears and resetting my dream-memories of them to a place where I survive. G says it's empowerment, and I can't help but agree.
I've basically been having all of my recurring nightmares in succession, but at the end of each scenario (whether or not the dream goes on to something else), I end up avoiding or evading easily and without thought, that which terrified me previously. Case in point? I just had a dream I was on an airplane.
I have never, ever, ever dreamed of flying without the plane crashing/something really BAD happening. Usually it's explosive decompression with me left alone inside holding on to something trying not to be blown out. This time, the plane in front of us crashed (which was scary, but not as scary for me as actually being on a plane), and in fact, for some reason the plane was as easy to get out of as a car, and most of us went to help the crashed plane before getting back on ours to take off. Throughout the dream, of course, I expected it to end the way it always does, so every time there was a loud noise, something got spilled, or we flew really low, I was terrified--but it didn't happen. I actually got up and walked around, something I only do if absolutely necessary on real planes and even then it's harrowing.
I think my mind is methodically running through all of my fears and resetting my dream-memories of them to a place where I survive. G says it's empowerment, and I can't help but agree.