Eccentric Flower:201004/The Message
From Eccentric Flower
The Message
I had moved from some place to some other place, and I had written or done something snarky, as I do, and Mrissa came over and sat down to give me mild scolding/teasing about it, and I thought, with a thrill, "Oh, that's right! I have moved somewhere where sometimes I now get Mrissa in person!" and the joy of that overwhelmed any trepidation I might have had about whatever hell I was about to catch from her.
In fact it was such a happy thing that it jolted me right out of the dream and I woke up.
A while later I got back to sleep, but it was not complete sleep, and so when I dreamed that I entered the house and Inu was waiting to greet me with her characteristic "where have you been, why were you not here, why am I not being fed" look, I was aware enough to say to her, "Oh, you're a hallucination, aren't you?"
And that made me sad enough that I woke up again.
I let the other cat in (who is still the Other Cat even though he is the Only Cat) and he hollered at me a while and was restless and then he slept by me and I don't remember when he got bored and got up, as he does, so I must have gone back to sleep at least for a while, but I didn't sleep enough to dream again.
Then I dragged myself out of bed and forced myself out into a world that had far less potential to be interesting or pleasant than either of those dreams.
I don't think you should be sad about the Inu dream. It's a reminder that she'll always be with you.
For years, I would have occasional dreams in which my mother appeared, and I would say to her, what's going on here? You're dead. And she would explain there was a mistake, or she had to go away for some reason, or they had to tell me that even though it wasn't true, etc. Well, a few years ago, I had that dream again, except this time, I replied, "No, you're dead, and this is a dream." Then we had a long talk, none of which I could remember when I woke up, but when I did, it was with a great sense of peace. What it told me was that my unconscious had finally processed that loss from over two decades previous.
-- 17:30, 23 April 2010 (BST)
Aww. I really would give you hell in person, given the chance. I promise. Hell and brownies. I have fresh brownies.
I hate it when I dream of my grandpa and I remember in the dream that he's gone. I really, really do. So I sympathize on the Inu dream very viscerally.
-- 17:39, 23 April 2010 (BST)
Mel:
Aw. I never even got to meet Inu, and that makes me sad too. Even though I suspect she wouldn't have liked me much.
-- 22:56, 23 April 2010 (BST)
*sigh* I have dreamed of various grandparents, and my dad, and the cats, and they always do feel like visits.
(hugs you and gives you coffee to go with Mrissa's brownies)
-- 00:50, 24 April 2010 (BST)
She'd have liked you, Mel. She liked everyone, especially if they fed her.
-- 03:26, 24 April 2010 (BST)
My Mom dreams about her mother who died before I was born, where she says "I knew you weren't dead, they told me but I knew it couldn't be true!" When I dream about my dear father, he's always just there and it's normal and in my dream I never ever remember that he's dead.
Lately, my dreams have been so unbelievably interesting that I can't wait to go to sleep, even though I can't remember the dreams at all, I remember what it's like to have them and I always look forward to sleeping now.
-- 06:30, 24 April 2010 (BST)
Mel:
I hardly ever dream about my mother. Or at least I hardly ever remember it when I dream about her. I suspect maybe it's like Kymm said and it feels so normal when I dream about her that I don't even realize it's something out of the ordinary.
Nonelvis, I think maybe I have a false idea of Inu built up in my head. I think I had the idea she was one of those standoffish cats, and standoffish cats always hate me because I am pathologically unable to leave them alone. I pester them until they give in. By the time I leave they either really really hate me or they've decided I'm not so bad after all. It runs about 50/50.
-- 08:49, 24 April 2010 (BST)
Henry's been gone for ten years, and he still shows up occasionally in dreams, the last time letting me know he only had two more weeks to live, and we should maybe make the most of it. That one was weird. Sometimes I wake up a little conflicted, nostalgic, I guess, but I wouldn't call it sad. He was great, and I miss him, but he died happy and that gives me peace.
-- 15:44, 24 April 2010 (BST)
I have too many dreams of missing loved ones, favorite houses, and pets. But I guess it all balances out, eventually. Inu was Good People.
-- 18:16, 24 April 2010 (BST)
Soccerjude:
OK - now I'm sad just thinking about Miss I.
I used to dream about Sligo, and the dreams were so real, and when I woke up I was always terribly sad. Not sad like the day he died, but to the point where (like now) it's a good thing I have distractions to keep me from bawling at the thought of not having him nearby anymore.
-- 16:05, 23 April 2010 (BST)