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3.12.2008

Dream Interpretation

I've had issues with my dreams recently, where I'm having somewhat recurring themes. I dream a lot, but I don't always remember my dreams the next morning, but there are a few dreams that I remember quite vividly.

How Can You Not Tell I'm Pantless?


The one dream I've had recently is the dream that I'm in Knox, trying to train recruits that are all male, and for some reason, I'm not wearing pants. This dream is infuriating to the Nth degree because throughout the dream I'm trying to solve my pants problem and I'm getting hustled around that I don't have time to fix it. Furthermore, nobody seems to notice that I'm not wearing pants but me. Every time I dream it feels real so even though the dream is absurd, I can't escape the not wearing pants scenerio and I don't entirely feel rested.

I've been kind of wondering what these kinds of dreams mean, so I went to a dream interpretation website and looked it up. Turn out that having naked dreams is actually a common theme, and I've had naked dreams before, but the pantless dream is actually not an uncommon dream theme, and this particular dream fits the standard 'naked' dream quite well.

Am I feeling like I'm not cut out to be a Drill Sergeant and when I get to Knox, it will be more then confirmed that I'm not supposed to be there? When I was in Jackson last fall, I felt like I was capable of doing the job but looking back, I realize now that I made quite a few mistakes while I was there, valuable mistakes because I learned a lot from them, but they were the kinds of things that the soldiers notice and take advantage of. I had my share of mishaps while at Jackson and am definitely a rookie drill sergeant, so does this mean that I'm sensing a lack of confidence in myself that everyone will notice me and see that I'm not quite cut out for this job?

I think I'll be fine, it will be a lot different when I'm training soldiers for the full 9 weeks. I'm sure I'll make mistakes, but I just can't admit it. Afterall, Drill Sergeants don't admit to mistakes.

I Believe I Can Fly. . .


I was looking at the other common dreams in that website and noticed that I've experienced them all to some degree. I've been wondering what a few of them mean for some time. Apparently there are some people who never experience the dream where they can fly, but I have these dreams quite frequently, and they are quite surreal because you actually feel like you are flying. I don't remember much about the dreams other then the fact that I can fly and I feel like I can actually fly.

This is said to be a sign of empowerment, which is somewhat of a conflict with my previous Pantless dreams. Of course, sometimes I feel like I can't stay in the air, or I'm not really flying but rather bounding.

Why Can't This Guy Just Leave Me Alone?


The Chase dreams are a little surreal too. Where you are running from something or somebody and you fall down and can't get up off the ground. I had a dream about my former Boss from Kosovo (who it has been noted in the past, we have a mutual loathing of each other) hunting me down and I was trying to run away from him. Strange, I had this dream right after I got back from the Psych Eval last July where I was told that my feelings toward my boss were perfectly normal for somebody such as myself, a Dysthemic, trying to cope with a person that has Narcissist traits. This felt liberating to me, thinking that I wasn't crazy afterall.

And then I had the chase dream, where I was running from him. I haven't really given him a thought since that dream, and I don't think I dreamed something like that since, but it was suggesting in the dream website that it is a sign that I'm not confronting something, but rather running away from it. I'm trying to figure this out, because I felt like I did confront it. But maybe it was a sign that I was letting something bother me that I should have let go of a long time ago?

I don't remember a lot of details of that dream, but I do remember the chase and how infuriating it was, as well as a bit terrifying.

I'm to Young For Dentures


The other dream I have frequently is where a tooth falls out. I can feel the empty place in my gums where the tooth was as well. It's not my whole jaw falling out, or my face rotting off of my skull, it's usually just one or two teeth. But the dream is all about how that feels, and I can feel it fall out, and I always think these dreams are real, that I've really lost my teeth!

This is apparently a dream about my physical appearance, and my own vanity with myself. If you are dreaming about your teeth falling out, it is theorized to mean you have an anxiety about your appearance. This would make sense I guess, despite what people feel about me, sometimes I don't see myself as very attractive, I've had periods in my life where I have felt downright disgusting (Kosovo?) and completely unattractive. In my youth, I didn't see myself as attractive at all, and in fact was a little surprised by the amount of attention I recieved from this. In fact, I think that confidence booster helped me survive my time in Kosovo, because it was something I needed to help me get through my time there. But I've never seen myself as this great beauty.

This analysis makes sense to me, but for some reason I've always wondered about these teeth dreams and always thought they were related more to your actual teeth.

Don't I Need a Man First?



The other dream I sometimes have is the dream that I'm pregnant and have a child. I don't really remember to much about these dreams other then they are a little confusing to me. I've always thought this was a subconscious feeling for me to settle down and have kids, but according to dream interpretation, it can also mean that I am drawn to new ideas or new beginnings. It makes sense I guess. Next time I have a pregnancy dream I need to pay attention to what is going on around me during my waking life.

I don't think Dream Interpretation is an exact science, or if dreams really mean anything, but I've always been fascinated by the subconscious and the psyche, so I'm open to the possibility that there is more to your dreams then just a random series of events that makes absolutely no sense.

Nevertheless, I think I'm going to pay attention more to my dreams from now on. . .

DreamMoods.com

3.04.2005

A Place To Rant

About five and a half years ago, when I was feeling a little down and felt the need to kind of understand the thoughts I was having and figure myself out, I did a little free association writing. I took a piece of paper and just started writing my thoughts down on it. It wasn't entirely happy, I was mainly just trying to understand what I was going through, just writing things down on paper as it came. I think a little anger and frustration went into it, and I still have that piece of paper.

After I wrote it, I looked it over and read through it, and then I scrawled on the top "incoherent ramblings". It wasn't that the words didn't make sense, but the name seemed to fit what I was trying to say. The words going on in my head were just coming to fast to write them all down on that piece of paper.

I discovered Blogging about two and a half years later, and just because I could, I started a blog. I didn't know what to call it, I didn't know what it was going to be about, but I remembered that paper I wrote and I remembered what I had called it then. And I liked the title, it struck me in a way. As I signed up through Blogger and started my blog, I mispelled the word 'Incoherent' without really realizing it at the time.

But it just seemed to fit. After somebody mentioned to me that the way I spelled it superimposed the word 'rant', to which this blog was created for, I decided to leave it.

HOwever, one problem with this blog going as public as it has is I don't know how far I can go with a rant now. If I want to put thoughts and feelings onto my blog, I don't know who will read it and who won't. Especially when the entire hospital I'm working in just discovered that I had a blog and are learning the story of how I became 'famous'.

I've lost my place to rant. It kind of makes me sad. I just realized I don't write things here like I used to. But then again, I did used to go into bursts of writing periods where I would post a lot one week and not post anything for like a month or so.

And I need a place to rant.