July, 2022
“I am in my childhood neighborhood at dusk. A white dog comes up to me and I pet him. A hand attaches to mine as I pet his fur. The hand is severed but there is no blood. This dream repeats itself twice in one night.“
I woke up after this dream searching for an interpretation. It was vivid and because of the dream contents I was distorting it with my mind.
My dream showed that my hands were cut off from community and creativity. I had moved a month before, all my belongings were still packed away. My community was an hour away. I was driving a lot more and it all was taking a toll. I needed to make room and change the direction of my life and my dream came twice to confirm this.
I could sink deeper into why dogs come into my dreams so often, my childhood neighborhood and the time of day. It all has influence but the core of what I needed to see was clear.