Oh my aching head


Last night Ethan had a nightmare.  He woke up with his pajamas soaked with sweat.  For a time, he was inconsolable.  I still don’t know exactly what the dream was about.  He was not in much of a sharing mood.

I have always been fascinated by dreams, both my own and others.  After college I would dictate the summaries of my dreams into a tape recorder, some pretty bizarre stuff.  40% of what I recorded was incoherent babbling.  I wasn’t always fully awake when I recorded my thoughts.

Anyway…Starting when I was about Ethan’s age, I have had two reoccurring dreams.  The last time I had one of them was two or three years ago, but I am sure I am not done with these dreams.  So here they are:

#1 I am walking in open prairie.  The sky has a couple of wispy clouds but mostly clear.  It is a cool day.  I am not wearing a jacket, but I have goose bumps.  I walk up an embankment and there are train tracks running into the distance.  I notice instantly there is a man tied down to the tracks.

I run up to the man to offer assistance and start untying the knots holding him to the tracks.  Of course in true melodrama form, a train starts coming.  I frantically try to free the man who I now recognize as Jesus (beard, robe, sandals).  The train barrels down on us and it is clear that I am not going to be able to free him in time.  Jesus says that he is very disappointed in me.  The train runs him over and I wake up.

#2 I am in my childhood neighborhood.  It is extremely hot.  My friend Jeff Farris and me are playing wiffle ball in a neighbors yard.   Jeff hits the ball across the street into the gutter, just by the sewer drain.  I run across the street and nearly get run over.  I grab the ball and turn to cross the street again.

Just as I am about to cross, a hand grabs my ankle from below.  It is the Devil in the sewer.  He is the stereotypical devil, red with horns, a tail, and a pitchfork.  He is holding chains and handcuffs in his other hand.  He jerks me so hard, that I loose my footing and hit the ground on my chin.  He starts dragging me into the sewer and I wake up.

Happy Saturday!

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By Ben Posted in Life

7 comments on “Oh my aching head

  1. But why bother, now that you can use Ronco’s amazing new kitchen tool, the Super Church-o-Matic ’76. Yes, Church-lovers, the days of troublesome standing, praising and raising your hands are over, because Super Church-o-Matic ’76 is the tool that lets you use the church with no church waste, and without standing, praising or raising your hands.

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  2. My recurring dream theme (not identical dreams, but along the same line) is that I am being chased by a tornado. I’ve had that one probably 25 or 30 times over the years and usually wake up gasping in fear. Happy Tuesday!

  3. The only recurring dream I ever had was the one where you are about to take a test and you realize you never studied or attended class blah blah blah. Had it for two years after college and haven’t had it since (maybe 5 times?). I feel so left out.
    Why doesn’t anybody have a recurring dream about being rich and having wonderful life?

  4. I guess I am pretty boring the only reocurring dream I have had was the classic falling one…but I haven’t had it for many, many years.

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