Even though I joke around a lot about it with people I know, I’m starting to think that I was some kind of psychologist in my last life. I seem to be able to just come up with some bullshit theory about why people had a certain dream and they’d agree with it. Silly stuff like “The moon came down and was levitating over my backyard” would be “You want to broaden your horizons and go see something new.”  Sure that’s very general but I’ve gotten a lot of positive feedback from this. The funny thing is that I cannot seem to translate my own dreams. Sometimes I do but it takes a long while.

Last night I had a dream of seeing a snake and freaking out. My uncle scoffed and said that when he was my age, he used to take care of snakes in his moms garden. He picked it up and threw it away. The snake pissed off started leering back this way, but for some reason, he wasn’t pissed at my uncle, but at me. It got close and made its way upon me. I was too afraid to do anything or even hear what my uncle was saying. It got up to my neck and bit it and then I woke up.

So what was the message? That I’m afraid of snakes? Too general and obvious. Snakes are unpredictable. I would rather fight a dog then a snake. I think the message was life itself. You see, the snake represents the harshness of life. My uncle, being older now has overcome that. He’s paved his way and can stand up for himself. I am however still learning and afraid of failing, so life eventually gets to me.

Like I said, it’s probably a bullshit answer but I still feel its right.

Have you ever had dreams you couldn’t translate?