She’s a fountain of misplaced rage. Name your cliche
Haven't had any dreams I remembered in awhile. But Saturday night I had one that stuck with me.
The dream opens up with me in an apartment and I'm pouring over what colors the walls need to be. Choosing the right wall color was very important in the dream though it wasn't clear to me right away why. I remember going from room to room in the dream and what ever color I was thinking the wall should be it would become. The living room was a deep royal blue and the kitchen was a deep red color like the one in this picture.
The dream opens up with me in an apartment and I'm pouring over what colors the walls need to be. Choosing the right wall color was very important in the dream though it wasn't clear to me right away why. I remember going from room to room in the dream and what ever color I was thinking the wall should be it would become. The living room was a deep royal blue and the kitchen was a deep red color like the one in this picture.
I just remember the need for everything to be very colorful even the furniture. There were these green chairs similar to this one in the picture below. As I walked through the apartment I felt like everything needed to be just right, and colorful. Color was very important!.
As I'm walking through the apartment I get to a door. I open the door and it's my mom lying in bed. She is dying of cancer. My mom actually did die from cancer in real life. She died from chest cancer. In the dream she has white medical gauze over one eye. I knew it was because one of her eyes had been removed due to the illness. That never happened tho' in real life, but for some reason it did in the dream. Another thing that stood out to me once I woke up was though the whole apartment was drenched in color her room and everything in it was all white.
In the dream it all became clear to me that I was there to take care of her. In real life my brother cared for her while she was dying. It's odd to me that I dreamt of her in that way. I have had a handful of dreams that my mom has been in since she passed and none of them ever showed her as being sickly. She was always happy and in good health in the few dreams I had of her, so this was very odd to me.
I started looking up the meaning of this dream. it's a little hard because I don't agree with some of the things that some dream experts claim certain colors stand for. Like for example, I looked up what certain colors mean and the stander meaning I didn't applied, but rather the Biblical ones came closer. Take the blue living room for example, Some say seeing a blue room portends to financial difficulties ahead. But I don't feel like that applied to this dream. Now if you go with the Biblical version blue can mean revelation as well as depression. Sorrow or anxiety. Blue some say can also represent openness and a desire to get away. Now red is often a color that crops up in dreams and some say it's meaning in a dream often depends on the dream or the surrounding factors of the dream itself. Red can mean wisdom or anger. It can also stand for love or be a warning. Lastly green can be a symbol one needs to regain control in their life or wants what's due them.
Can even mean a need for security and then there's that old cliche' where the color green stands for money.
The part of the dream that felt most relevant was my mom in the all white bed room dying from cancer. Cancer is a type of disease that appears out of nowhere and kills silently, thus may suggest a feeling of wasting one's life away without realizing your silently killing yourself. Would make sense since I've been cloaked in depression lately feeling like I've wasted and continue to waste my life. And the color of the room and everything in it being all white.
White in a dream represents many thing's- purity -innocence- cleanliness- and new beginnings.
Guess there's so much to think about with this dream. .
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