My dreams are hilarious. So much nonsense. I love to re-read them later, once I've forgotten about them. Oh, how I make myself laugh!
There is also quite a bit of worry in my dreamworld--trying to find something I've lost, or find someone I am looking for, or getting in trouble for something I did or didn't do. I have a natural tendency to worry in my waking life, too--a trait I am working steadily to balance, to learn to be like the lilies of the field and all that. It doesn't surprise me that I worry in my dreams, too. I also have the occasional bad dream, but mostly its just nonsense--very amusing nonsense.
I don't think there is really any point, per se, to this journaling. I find it interesting and funny, plus I like writing and record keeping, in general. I like remembering things and do not always have the best memory. Writing stuff down--dreams or otherwise--really helps me to preserve these fleeting memories for later enjoyment. Every now and then my dream journaling helps me realize that something is bothering me in real life which is, of course, the first step toward resolving such issues. That is probably the most practical purpose. I still can't take creative hold in my dreams--to realize I could do anything and change the course of them. That is okay though. Maybe I will someday. Mostly though, its just fun.
|"I dreamed someone had sewn a fold into my big, purple bath towel so it was much shorter and had a big, useless flap in the middle." 1/20/2014|
"I dreamed something elaborate with lots of people and boxes full of rainbows. I can't remember any more than that, but when they opened the boxes rainbow light came out." 2/7/2015