I had a dream last night. First I was at a party, talking to another guest about how working in her shop must be fun, next thing I knew my friend, our hostess, was called about me not showing up for work on a Saturday. The next Saturday I was walking with my friend while moving into a new house, when she got another call from the shopkeeper. Again I had apparently not shown up for my shift, on yet another Saturday. My dogs were pulling at their leaches like sled dogs, and I mentioned that sometimes I worry they are going to choke themselves. Once at the new house, I put my dogs out on their leashes outside so I could unpack. Suddenly my friend called the shopkeeper, because I lied to her about my worry that my dogs would choke themselves. Yes, it was past time to wake up.
I guess as nightmares go, it wasn’t such a bad dream. It is not really known why we dream. It is believed that dreams help us to process information, incorporate memories, even solve problems. Throughout human history we have searched for meaning in our dreams, and yet some scientists believe they are only random firing of synapse that have no meaning in and of themselves. Maybe the firing of synapse has no meaning, except that the brain is working, but humans have searched their dreams for meaning, inspiration, and prophecy throughout time. Maybe the stories we tell ourselves about these random firing of synapse are the meaning, and a guide to our mental health.
There are many books and websites that are devoted to unraveling the mysteries contained in our dreams. I have read so many of them that I thought I should hang out a shingle, “Dream Interpretation.” I mentioned this to a family member, who made it quite clear that she would be ashamed of me running such a scam. But if I believe dreams have meaning, is it really a scam? A place where you can talk a little about your dreams, what’s going on in your life, in the world, and what it could mean for you. That isn’t fortune-telling or even astrology. Hanging out my shingle for “Dream Interpretation” is closer to unlicensed psychotherapy, and that is something you can get from any well-meaning friend.
So what do I make of my dream? I think about a paying job, but don’t want the schedule, as in working Saturdays. I am a year out in my prep for a move, so it is on my mind. My dogs act like they are going to choke themselves on leash, but I have no fear of putting them out on their own, as long as I’m near. And I worry about how I come across to others. My social anxiety extends to: my friends, my family, ….