I was shot last night. More accurately, I was fired on with multiple rounds from a machine gun… in the back… twice. And then because I still wasn’t dead, one of the sh#ts took a pair of scissors and slit my throat. Even though I was lying on the floor in my own blood puddle, I still had the wherewithal to tear words from a nearby magazine to leave final messages to loved ones.
I woke up and thought, ‘where did that come from?‘ How freaking dramatic of my restful mind? No, I hadn’t been watching “American Horror Story.” In fact, I stopped watching any violent TV shows over a year ago. (GoT being the huge and best exception.) I fell asleep to the “Gilmore Girls.” Netflix acquired seven seasons of GG and I’m on a rerun binge. Death by carnage butchery doesn’t happen in Stars Hollow. This dream wasn’t a bi-product of Lorelei and Rory antics. It was conjured up from something else.
I love dream interpretation and figuring out what imagery might mean.
According to www.dreammoods.com, “Dreaming of your own death symbolizes inner changes, transformation, self-discovery and positive development that is happening within you or your life.”
Shoot! I would have assassinated myself off a long time ago if I knew it meant positive development. I’m guessing that last night’s dream of having to be killed off by three extreme measures shows some reluctance on my part to let go of the past and embrace this current transformation. ‘Leaving notes for loved ones‘ seems like a trail of breadcrumbs as if I’m hoping someone will find and rescue me from this current change.
I do enjoy changing things up. Transformation and self-discovery are biggies for me too. If I don’t continually explore new ideas and experiences, my journey would be incredibly dull. I want and am ready for positive development. Dream on!