Dreams are strange things; they can take you places your waking mind will resist. They can give you glimpses into your desires and leave you awake in the middle of the night gasping for breath with your heart pounding and your skin on fire. They can haunt your thoughts for days on end.
I have been dreaming much more of late, the kind of dreams that wake me and that feel so real and so vivid that I cannot distinguish them from reality for endless moments after I wake. It is, to say the least, disconcerting and has me more than a little spooked, truth be told.
I have had days of this sort of dreaming before from time to time but the past couple of months, it happens almost every night and sometimes more than once in the same night.
I do not know how much longer this will be the case but, I believe that there are reasons for it and I am trying to discover to what they might be. Not the cause so much as the purpose. The dreams themselves are often very erotic and I wake with my body in full sexual arousal.
The people in my dreams are often my beloveds and the situations are so far removed from the reality of my experiences and relationships with these friends that I have difficulty processing them. Sometimes the people are unknown, in the way that dreams will hide the identity of people but yet, they are not strangers.
I know that my dreams are the product of my own mind and body and soul. They are not trying to help me understand others but rather to understand myself. But because I do not respond to strangers, they are populated with the faces of my beloveds.
It is uncomfortable to experience our darker desires and even more so when it involves our most trusted beloveds. But the desires we hide from ourselves can be the keys to understanding and claiming our greatest power.
I will continue to strive to understand these keys to my own self.