I had to be at work at 9 am. I had set my alarm for 7 am., but decided to sleep for another half hour. When my alarm went off I got up out of bed and turned it off. I didn't reset it though. I must have been half asleep still. But regardless, I have a very good biological clock. On my best days I can wake up well before the time I want to wake up and any time of the night.
So I crawled back into bed. And fell asleep right away.
This is what I dreamt.
I was sleeping in bed. It was bright in my room. The window shades must have been all the way up. My room door was open and I could hear my mum coming through the hall that lead to my room. She was talking to somebody behind her. She said, 'Her mind peeks. That's why she dreams.' Finishing what she said, she turned into my room and walked up to the edge of my bed. She looked at me with a bright friendly smile. And says, 'Its time for you to get up'.
I look to my right and see my alarm clock. It said 8:02 am. Suddenly my eyes opened up.
I looked to my right and my alarm clock said 8:02 am. I was like 'shyte!', and jumped out of bed and threw myself together to walk to work.
I know this blog seems so tiny. But there is really something I'm inquiring. I have had so many dreams that have come true. And as little as this one seems, it is so big at the same time. Not for the fact that I seem to wake up to see my alarm clock was at 8:02 a.m., but what my mother had said in my dream.
1. 'Her mind peeks. That's why she dreams'.
2. 'Its time for you to get up'
It kind of startles me in a way, because it's like my mind was speaking to me. But that's nothing; everyone experiences that, every day of their lives. But I normally have complete control over my dreams. This time it's like something else took over. It wasn't me, but at the same time it was. And it's silly to say that, because it's my mind. I'm the one in control, but I felt so helpless without feeling it.
It was as if I went for a ride. But by #1 what does my mind truly mean? I am always searching for answers within myself when I sleep. I believe that's when my mind is most vulnerable.
It just kind of startles me in a way. I suppose I'm not quite use to that feeling or having something like that happen to me which is to have my mind speaking to me in that manner, especially in the form of my mother.
Has anyone else experienced something in that particular sense?