Vivid Dreams


I don’t know why, but I have extremely detailed dreams. I find myself conflicted. Is it better to remember dreams or is it more of a relief to forget them as soon as we awake?

I’m not unique and like most, I’ve experienced many pleasurable and reassuring dreams. Like a chipmunk storing nuts for the winter, I hold onto those in order to draw from when my mind craves good nourishment.  However, it is the nightmares and those sequences of events that bring about anxiousness and angst that I find so troubling when arising from a deep sleep. Last night the troubling current events morphed into a different type of scenario in my mind.

According to Medical News Today, 95% of us forget our dreams when we wake up, even though we have 3 to 6 dreams per night with each lasting between 5 to 20 minutes. They claim, in part, “Dreams tend to be full of emotional and vivid experiences that contain themes, concerns, dream figures, objects, etc. that correspond closely to waking life. These elements create a novel “reality” out of seemingly nothing, producing an experience with a lifelike timeframe and lifelike connections.” I suffer from chronic insomnia so it makes sense to me that dreams are a direct reflection of the stress caused by a lack of sleep.

Like so many others, I too, struggle with the ongoing tug-of-war over good versus evil. For me, I equate good with acts of empathy, sympathy, compassion, kindness to all living things, respecting the earth and her resources, and having a conscience, realizing there are consequences resulting from our actions. Evil is the polar opposite of my definition. I think a lot of us fall somewhere in-between and thus, the ongoing rivalries continue in our battles to be better people.

The dream had me facing a dubious task. Two men were convicted of crimes that carried a penalty of death by firing squad. The nature of their offenses was not disclosed to me. A young man and I were appointed executioners, due to our expert marksmanship. The scene where the executions would take place was discombobulated and strewn with a tangle of mixed messages and beliefs. The site would take place in a church, except there was no altar. The back wall was removed, revealing a courtyard where the two prisoners would meet their fate. The rest of the church was stereotypical, highlighting the stained glass windows on the side walls and rows of highly polished wooden pews.

I quietly sat down in the last pew in order to observe the spectators as they entered the building. I was numb watching the different people. Family members of the victims’ crimes wept. Conversely, the family of the condemned sobbed, as well. Finally, the pews filled up with people lusting for the gore of the day.

It was now time to meet my comrade in arms. His house was conveniently attached to the church, which led me to believe he routinely executed people. The man’s attractive wife answered my knock on the front door and let me enter their home. Giggles and laughter emanated from the living room. Much to my surprise, my co-worker for the day was sitting on a rug in the middle of the room playing with his two young children. He exhibited no signs of tension, anxiety or apprehension surrounding the gravity of the duties planned for the day’s event. Then, like turning off a light switch the man stood and said, “Well kids, daddy has to go to work.”

He led me into another room where two bright orange jumpsuits were laid out on the floor. These were to be our uniforms of the day. He quickly exited the room and returned moments later fully dressed and said he would meet me next door. As I turned back around, mysteriously my jumpsuit had disappeared and try as I might, I could not find it. I searched several areas of the house, but to no avail. I missed the deadline for my appointed duties and have no idea what the outcome was.

When I awoke my head was swirling, not quite grasping the turmoil of good versus evil faced during the vivid dream that had just played out in my mind.

Written by Dennis L. Page




2 thoughts on “Vivid Dreams

  1. You’ve certainly had an interesting dream (to say the least). I find it interesting that some people can remember their dreams so vividly, or rather that some people can piece their dreams together so well. My daughter is one such person who shares her dreams with me quite often. The first thing I ask her is – how did it make you feel? – because I believe this has a great bearing on the meaning overall. Given the content of your dream, it comes as no surprise that you found you woke anxious about it. It obviously made you feel – troubled.
    Some dream interpreters denote death in dreams as pertaining more to – change, not the ending of a life. That you were the executioner, most likely that you were seeking to put an end to (kill off) – something?…That you were in a church, you were seeking spiritual enlightenment / wrestling with your conscious & that the execution were to take place there, you were asking for guidance about it.
    However, literally, (good versus evil), you could be playing out your feelings about the recent (& continual) violence that is in the world at the moment. Anyone would find it difficult not to feel the impact of it to some extent (except the perpetrators of course). How can we not ask – how anyone could do such a thing – after the bombings in Paris, in particular? I know I find it incomprehensible how these – executions, take place. When your fellow executioner said – Daddy has to go to work – caused me to think that you are also asking yourself how those responsible in the real world seem to look at their actions as – their work. Also, the fact that their actions are implemented in the name of – religion / spiritual beliefs, also comes to mind in context to your dream. Perhaps we are becoming so ‘used’ to it (unfortunately) we tend not to talk about it so much, but our mind mulls over it in our sleep.
    Anyway, you did not execute anyone, which must give you some comfort, although if you had put to death one or more of the above described people perhaps it may have given you a feeling of some – fairness. Then again, that’s what they want, to bring us down to their level, & I know it is not in your nature to think that way.
    So, those are just my thoughts…
    ~ Jan

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  2. First of all, I wish to express my sincere apologies for not acknowledging your carefully worded and thoughtful response to this post. For some unexplained reason, I missed seeing it. Sorry.


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