Good morning, everyone. Tuesday. Tiu's day. Tiu is the English/Germanic god of war and the sky. He is identified with the Norse god Tyr. In ancient Greek it was 'day of Ares' and in Rome, the 'day of Mars'. The weather has been great, a little more humid than I would like, but it has been clear and sunny. And the nights have been cool. Good sleeping weather. Speaking of sleep....
Aside from a few rather serious, lucid dreams, most of my recent dreams have been about farming--growing vegetables, raising animals, etc. Usually, I can never seem to get caught up, and I take some flack from the boss. I never really see this boss. But he is always issuing orders. For the heck of it, I posted one of these dreams on a dream site and was informed that these are probably some past life memories trying to come to the surface. Interesting concept, but far from the truth.
Actually, I have become addicted to the farm game 'Hay Day' where you raise crops and raise animals for eggs and milk. And, as you proceed through the levels, it becomes harder and harder to keep up. There are my dreams in a nutshell. They are a continuation of the game. This is why when one tries to analyze a dream, it is important to consider what is going on in the person's life at the time of the dream.
The dream did spur me on to do a search for on my first boyfriend. Remember, he came up in a dream not too long ago? Well, his family were farmers so I spent some time yesterday on Google Earth searching for the farm. No luck. Then, I went on to Ancestry. I did find someone who could possibly have been him. Too bad my memory of him is so bad. I do remember that I was a year older than him, and the Richard I found was born in 1948. Unfortunately, he passed away in 2011. No family members are listed in the information I found so I may never know.
Now, back to the dream. It's taken a turn that I am not too happy with. Over the weekend I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. Hubby had fallen asleep with the television on again. I just didn't feel like walking around the bed to get the remote to turn it off so I just climbed back into bed. The television doesn't bother me. So, I am lying there and listening, and I hear this man crying. "I killed my wife because she killed my children. She had to die." There was something about this man that made me shudder. Hubby said it was actually, a good movie, 'Shutter Island' with Leonardo DiCaprio. Most likely it is, but not when you are in that mysterious space known as 'threshold consciousness.'
SO THE NEXT THING I KNEW THE MAN WAS IN MY DREAM. Yes, there he was crying about killing his wife in my dream. And, it didn't end there. He showed up in my dream on Sunday night and then again last night. This has never happened to me before, and to be honest, I don't want him there, but don't know how to get rid of him. Any suggestions?