“And our dreams are who we are” - Barbara Sher

So if our dreams are who we are, what do recurring dreams say about us? For a very long time, I had a recurring dream that varied in its details, but the central premise was always the same. Something terrible was about to happen -- sometimes it was an earthquake, or Godzilla coming to attack. Whatever the terrible thing was, I knew that it was going to happen. And if people would only LISTEN to me, we had plenty of time to get away. But no one would listen...

Another variation has me unable to correctly dial 911 in an emergency or forgetting to go to work and not realizing it until the middle of the day and then being unable to correctly dial the office.

I dreamt about elevators for the longest time -- about being in an elevator and the floor suddenly sliding on a hinge and having to grip onto the walls to not fall out. Or being in a freight type elevator with no doors or walls.

Yet another had me dreaming for many years that my grandfather was not dead -- I would run into him unexpectedly someplace and realize the mistake I had made in thinking he was dead.

The dream about my grandfather, I think, was just a manifestation of grief. Most of the others, my amateur psychologist mind has discerned, are about frustration about not being heard, not having a voice, not being understood. I still have those dreams sometimes, though not nearly as often. They tend to recur when something of that nature is occurring in my life.

I haven't had the elevator one in years, and don't quite understand its meaning.

What are your recurring dreams and what do you think they say about you?