Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Tuesday 17th February 2015 | Dream Journal

A few days ago I had a really lovely dream and I completely forgot to write a post about it, I know these posts probably don't interest any of you but I love remembering dreams I've had, so I thought it was a good idea for me to note them all down.

So I dreamt about my old, old school. When I was at secondary school, in year 10 our building moved. When I say that I just mean we moved to a brand new school built about ten minutes away from the original one. I dreamt that I was back in my first secondary school, I wasn't doing anything there. I was walking round the building and I kept on seeing loads of my old teachers. I saw people who had left to teach in different countries, teachers who had retired and I saw my teacher who sadly died from cancer. I could remember ever corridor in the school, every store cupboard and all the different offices. It felt like I was walking through a slice of my own past and it seemed so precious. I could overhear lessons that I'd been in and they were all going on at the same time. It was almost like I was watching myself grow up. I was always much happier at the first secondary school, I was younger and more naive and I loved that. It seemed like when our school moved and changed, everyone else did. It felt like we had grown up in one move. I guess the new school held bad memories for me, the whole school was told about the passing of one of the most caring, brilliant and lovable teachers at the same time, I think that moment was the quietest the school had ever been. The old building held so many lovely, some embarrassing and happy memories and it was weird but nice to be back there,

I looked on dreamforth to see if it said anything about the dream I had. This is what it said about school "To dream that you are in school indicates that you sill harbor unsettled feelings and emotions about your youth. You may feel insufficient and unable to perform a task to the best of your ability. You may be experiencing some sort of divine revelation". Where school is concerned I think I do have those emotions that I find hard to deal with. The teacher that died helped me so much in the first two years and helped me gain confidence, I think because I didn't want to talk about his death to anyone and how I felt, I still feel a little upset at times. I really doubt I've had a divine revelation. I want to dedicate this little past about my teacher. I had some of the most amazing times at that school when he was there and if it hadnt of been for him then I dont know if I would have even gone to secondary school, he taught all of his students so much and he will never be forgotten. 

Also "In addition, a dream that takes place in school may represent morals that you have been taught throughout your life". To dream about the past  The part about morals is spot on, I didn't just learn subjects at school, I learnt how to be my own person and have my own views. I was faced with situations that would test my morals but I think I handled them well.

"A dream set in the past represents a connection to your old memories.The past in a dream may also represent authority and wisdom from tradition or the older times".Because I dreamt of the school and lessons I had been in, I think its right in saying that I'm connecting with my past. I think I always have such negative memories of school but I forget the ones that mean the most to me.

 Here's what is said about high school "Dreaming of high school likewise brings to mind your parents' expectations from you". I think all of these points are quite true. Recently I have been worried about living up to m parents expectation's, they say they don't have any in a sense that whatever I do they will be proud of, I struggle to believe that just because I doubt my own ability. I want them to see that I can doing something great with my life but I know the path I want to take is something they would see as unrealistic.

I hope you enjoyed that, I know I rambled on quite a bit but I needed to say it somewhere.

Bye for now xxx

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