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Last night/early this morning, I had another one of a good handful of weird dreams. Maybe someone can make some sense of it?
I was visiting my aunt and cousins in Oregon (go figure, I just visited them for real this last weekend), I don't remember much of what we did, but I think some of it was going around doing some sightseeing, except I didn't recognize anywhere we went. Their house was different too, more closed in and a bit darker than it really is. After we got back to the house, I guess I was washing my hair in a tub of some sort instead of taking a shower like I usually do. I remember my left eye starting to sting like I got a little soap in it or something, I covered it with my hand while I had my head in the water, and after a minute or so, the stinging was feeling worse. I wear contact lenses, so of course, I go into the bathroom to take care of it (why the tub was in a different room, I have absolutely no idea). My eye was turning red and it, as well as the skin around it, were getting swollen, quickly. It was like I'd gotten a bad black eye, only it wasn't a dark bruise and it swelled up a bit more and faster. Out of instinct, I knew I had to remove the lens in that eye, get rid of it, and try to flush out any bacteria from the eye so it could get better. However, it got a little more complicated than that - when I removed the lens, I saw that the inside of it was lined with a gel-like substance that was a dark pink color, almost kinda like the flesh of a light grapefruit. There was so much of this stuff, it almost filled the lens completely. Confused, I looked in the mirror at my eye again, and it was more bloodshot, and seemed like that gel stuff in the contact was part of the eye itself! I tried to see if the iris and such were still visible, but I couldn't tell if it was gone or if it was just so swollen that it was hidden or something. I looked at the contact in my hand again (I never turned it over, just kept the inside side of it up) and thought I might've seen dark shades close to the middle of the lens, like the iris was there. I went back and forth on this a couple times, confused and didn't know what to do. I didn't even have a blind spot, like my eye was still working just fine and it wasn't in any more pain (in fact I think the pain was gone at that point, but I might've just forgotten that it was hurting or something), but I couldn't even see a pupil in that eye when I looked in the mirror. I decided to ask my aunt for help, being that she's a hospital nurse. So I stepped out into the next room where my aunt and my mom were watching tv or something and tried to ask if she could take a look, but the words weren't coming out right, like I didn't know how to form the question. She then told me that she'd come down with the flu or something, though she looked more like if she had anything, it was just a mild cold. Just before I could turn back, disappointed, she came up to me, hands on my shoulders, asked some weird question like if I'd been close to a sick person for more than two minutes before, or something like that. She looked directly at me, and didn't react in any way to my damaged eye. I can't remember answering her, but I know I was confused by her words and behavior. I went back into the bathroom to the mirror and checked on my eye again. Couldn't have been more than one or two minutes, and it had already started filling with tears like it was trying to flush something out of it on its own. As I looked in the mirror, I noticed that the swelling had gone down immensely, the redness nearly, if not completely gone, and the flesh almost completely repaired and continuing to heal. The lens of the eye itself was back, and with each time that I blinked, I noticed (but couldn't feel) a thin film breaking up across the eye. Very much like watching a snake shed its skin, but not all in one piece. As this film broke up and was flushed out of the eye, it was nearly back to normal, just looked a little irritated. On top of that, it wasn't my eye color! My eyes are brown/hazel; this one was a deep, rich cobalt or sapphire blue color! Anyone have any ideas as to what it might mean? ![]() |
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Hey, angyl_amal, thanks for sharing your dream. That sounds scary and confusing, to say the least!
I think that it started out where you "were" (with family you had just visited, female, like you?) and then went into your eye, is significant. I found this blogger talking about the meaning of dreams about eyes, that I found interesting: http://dreaminterpretation8.blogspot...eyes-mean.html It is interesting, to me, that you are confused in the dream so much and that your eye is having trouble (you can't "see" well)? But the ending is kind of nice; that you come through and things get better; the sapphire blue sounds good! http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamthemes/colors.htm
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I spent this last weekend with family; my aunt, two cousins and my uncle (one of my cousins is a girl, the younger one is a boy). I think in the dream, I only saw my mom, my aunt and the younger of my cousins, might've seen both of my cousins and my sister, but I can't remember for sure. I'm not sure why my dream took place there or whatever, but that's what I saw.
Funny thing is that I could see fine the whole time, my sight was never hindered. Not even a blind spot when my left eye was damaged. And the only pain that I can remember was before I removed the contact and that was it. And of course, as soon as the piece of the eye was removed, I was very confused and getting quite freaked out. I just don't know why my aunt didn't react in any way to my eye, even though she looked directly at me. I'm not sure if the color was exactly sapphire or cobalt or whatever, but it was in that shade family. I wasn't sure what to call it, so i looked up some of the shade names ^_^ Thanks for the links, those were interesting ![]() |
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Metaphorically, this is fairly straight forward. First, you should realize that latent memories - the kind that get set on the back burner of your mind but are not completely forgotten, are the things that build our dreamscapes. What is most important here is the transformation and adjustment with the "damage" in your eye. The eye here could (and probably does) reflect your view of the world around you. The stinging and lens is a shock of truth that has come through your psyche filters. With this understanding of something that you otherwise were either unaware of or were oblivious to, you have to adjust and change how you see things. So you take the lens out (lifting the filters that determine how you perceive and thus react to the world). Doing so causes the confusion - after all, the world is not simply how any one person sees it, and there are bigger truths out there than simply you and I. You can try to ask others for help, but everybody sees the world through their own filters. Only you can determine how your filters will affect you. In time, your filters re-grow, newly adjusted to this fresh understanding (just as the eye healed in your dream).
Often this mental transformation is worked through the subconscious, and dreams like this are your brain trying to talk through the details of the confusion and tension of the shedding of old filters and growing of new ones.
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Very interesting interpretation, medkev13. That makes sense. At the rate my dreams are going lately, I'm really starting to think my head is trying to tell me something, but I don't know for sure what it could be. I'm trying to remember as much as I can from whatever I do see, but so far, none of the pieces are really fitting in this puzzle. Not yet, at least.
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Start keeping a journal. It'll seem difficult to keep at first as you may not remember much, but if you continue putting as much as you can remember, you'll slowly grow in your memories and be able to write more each time. A dream journaling habit can be useful for reflection and self-interpretation later.
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Yeah, I'm going to start documenting what I can remember of my dreams. I've been having more dreams than I normally do and of course, none of them make sense right now. Normally, if I do dream, I don't remember having it, so most of my nights were pretty uneventful. But in the last year or two, these dreams started up and have really been sticking. I'll probably share them here to see what you guys think they may mean. Maybe these will start to make sense soon.
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