So yesterday we went to our former house, at Phil’s former employer’s property and took out the last of our belongings. We went to my brother’s to get his truck/trailer to remove the back yard construction debris from that lean-to that we tore down. We stopped at the store (I finally got some wine!!) and headed home. I drank a few glasses of wine then slept.
My dream last night?
My friend and I were at the store gathering supplies for some impending doom. When we got home (don’t know whose home, it was a house I didn’t recognize) I ran in the house and she was throwing me the groceries. She threw a 10lb bag of potatoes and I saw it behind her head in the distance–it was a nuclear explosion. I yelled for her to get in the house. The mushroom cloud was growing bigger and closer and she made it in the house just in time. Her mom was there and asked for her Jolt Juice (energy drink, I imagine) and we told her it was still in the car that the other supplies were more important. Then we sat around trying to figure out how long we could survive on what we had.
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So I figured I kinda knew what dream meant, but I looked it up anyway:
To dream of a nuclear bomb, suggests feelings of helplessness and loss of control. You are experiencing some strong hostility and rage, where it is nearly destructive. Important changes are about to occur. You may also be expressing a desire to wipe out some aspect of yourself. Alternatively, the nuclear bomb serves as an indication that something crucial and precious to you has ended.
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The last sentence. Considering we won’t be going back to that property, that life, that house again…I’d say the dream had significant meaning.
I’ve never had such a volatile dream.