damn dreams

I have been dreaming lately that I am losing my teeth. I know nobody wants to hear about anybody else’s dreams, but it’s my blog and I’ll do what I want. Read if you want…They are disturbing dreams where I can feel one loose tooth. When it falls out, I look and it is grossly decayed. When I look in the mirror I realize it wasn’t just one tooth, but all.

This morning when I got up, I couldn’t stand it anymore I had to know what the dreams meant. I have an old dream interpretation book that I immediately referenced. “If you lose your teeth, you will have burdens which will crush your pride and demolish your affairs.” “If they appear decayed and snaggled, your business or health will suffer from intense strains.” “Seeing all teeth drop out, death and famine usually will prevail. If the teeth are decayed and you pull them out, the same; only yourself is prominent in the case.”*

So there it is…I am dying.

Well, if I’m not dying its still really bad news. Can’t be good.

I am often curious about my dreams. I am a dreamer, I dream all the time. I dream when I am awake. I am often accused of not listening when someone is talking to me, that’s because I am dreaming. Right in front of you, while you are telling me something of great importance… By the way, I’m sorry about that.

I am also a believer of positive attraction. I am a pretty positive person. Although when I am not positive, I tend to be pretty dramatic about it. But wherein lies the subconscious when dealing with positive attraction? How am I supposed to attract positive, happy-pants ideas into my life when my subconscious is betraying me?

For Pete’s sake! It’s a bad dream!! I don’t like having it and I want it to go away!!

There, that’s said, now I am sure I can go on to dream about fluffy white sheep, grazing in fields of flowing golden wheat! RIGHT??

I guess we’ll see tonight.

*10,000 Dreams Interpreted by Gustavus Hindman Miller