The past few nights I’ve had some pretty disturbing dreams. The first dream I had was of my grandmother’s house catching on fire. The kids were upstairs and we could see smoke coming from the attic. I was able to get the kids and everyone else out of the house as it went up in flames and was destroyed. However, once everyone was outside I could see flashing lights and hear gunshots in the streets and I looked to the parking lot and noticed that it was an active shootout with cops and a spray of bullets. I couldn’t find the kids anymore and was just screaming out my son’s name.

The dream I had last night was of driving through the scene of a horrifying multi-car accident. Once again there had been a fire and the cars were just burned out frames. I knew it was carnage because I could see bloodied clothes and sheets in the road – but no bodies. Someone whispered to me that they were still pulling out the bodies.

WTF brain? Both dreams had me waking up in a cold sweat because of the realism. They felt so real. I did look up house fire and gun shots and both had interesting interpretations.

To dream that a house is on fire indicates that you need to undergo some transformation. If you have recurring dreams of your family house on fire, then it suggests that you are still not ready for the change or that you are fighting against the change. Alternatively, it highlights passion and the love of those around you.

Not sure exactly how the car fire interprets, but the transformation seems right. I read at the library last night that it also could mean your current situation isn’t sustainable and that you should get out. The gunshots means you need to stay alert. Either way it’s not helping me feel relaxed.

Time for some radical self care today. Starting with getting into the shower.

Just sharing this little tidbit. I’ve been fighting off the work place devils and my father created a little spell for me to utilize. I think it’s genius and must be shared.