I had this dream several nights ago, and it was very vivid and 'lifelike' in that unlike most dreams that start to fade after waking up, this one just seemed so real. Every colour, scene and detail just seems etched in my mind for some reason. When I had fallen asleep, I was in the dream, and woke up in the morning as soon as it ended. As if it took place the entire night. Any insights or feedback welcome.
It starts with me and dugdeep walking through an outlet mall where I'm heading over to register for French classes. As we're walking towards the guidance counsellors office in the mall, a blonde french woman who looked as if she was in high school is sitting in front of us and looks at both of us straight in the eyes. Even though she looked young, I got the impression that she was much older and wiser than appeared. She let's us through and we head over to the office of the counsellor where I let him know that I never finished French lessons and need to take this class in order to graduate from highschool and receive my OAC (Grade 13) diploma. As we head out of the office, I realize dugdeep is wearing this really nice black jacket with silver streaks on it and kept thinking to myself how cool it looked. We meet the french woman again who comments on dugdeep positively, and I ask her if that's because of his jacket, to which she replies no, it's because of his big ears, which I'm a bit surprised because I didn't notice that that before and thought 'he really does have big ears!'
The scene changes to a farm with me standing in front of a barn and surveying the land around. It's coming close to dusk and there are open corridors and walkways along the front of the farm. I start hearing howling in the distance and notice a warthog trotting along in the distance. A wolf is following it so I yell out to the warthog to watch out behind it. It manages to escape into the farm along the open corridors and get's inside the 'enclave'. Figuring it might be dangerous, I close the one gate to keep it from getting into the area in front of the barn where I'm standing. It easily uses its tusks to open the gate and get's through like it was nothing so I try hopping into the barn window but it's too high and end up standing there face-to-face with it. There's now two of them on either side of me, the original one being dark-grey in colour, and another smaller one that's pink like a pig, to my right.
Realizing I have no weaponry or way of defending myself, a baseball bat appears in my left hand and a butter-knife in my right turned to the side so that the dulled edge is across my forearm. I yell out to the warthogs to try and scare them off but it doesn't work, so I end up having a conversation with the darker coloured one to let him that if this happens (a confrontation) that one or both of us will lose our lives. He hesitates while contemplating this, but decides to go ahead anyways.
At first I decide to take the big one head on, but have to continuously watch out for the smaller pink one, so I rewind back to the beginning and take on the smaller one first, but it turns into a cast-iron pan which the butter-knife is useless against so I stop and notice that I'm bleeding and injured from the fight. I run to the side of the barn which is now a brick alleyway and barely scale the side of the wall that turns into a wooden fence once I reach the top. I try catching my breathe while half my body is still in the farm section, and as I turn my head to the left to rest on the fence, I notice this amazing backyard garden with trees, a big house with the lights on inside and a circular veranda that the same blonde french woman from before is standing on leaning against the rails while looking into the distance. Where I'm dangling from, there's a pig pen just below me on her side of the fence, and I don't want to crash into it so with my remaining strength, push myself off the fence and land in the middle of the backyard. I can't get up, so she runs up to me, kneels down and puts my head in her lap. Being so exhausted, I don't remember with any detail what was said to me, but the impression I received was that she was going to take me into the house so that I could get some rest and heal my wounds.
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There seems to be a lot of symbolism stacked in the dream, the big one being what the warthog meant. I looked it up on dreammoods and if you dream of a warthog, it means that you need to take charge of your life.
Thanks for reading.
It starts with me and dugdeep walking through an outlet mall where I'm heading over to register for French classes. As we're walking towards the guidance counsellors office in the mall, a blonde french woman who looked as if she was in high school is sitting in front of us and looks at both of us straight in the eyes. Even though she looked young, I got the impression that she was much older and wiser than appeared. She let's us through and we head over to the office of the counsellor where I let him know that I never finished French lessons and need to take this class in order to graduate from highschool and receive my OAC (Grade 13) diploma. As we head out of the office, I realize dugdeep is wearing this really nice black jacket with silver streaks on it and kept thinking to myself how cool it looked. We meet the french woman again who comments on dugdeep positively, and I ask her if that's because of his jacket, to which she replies no, it's because of his big ears, which I'm a bit surprised because I didn't notice that that before and thought 'he really does have big ears!'
The scene changes to a farm with me standing in front of a barn and surveying the land around. It's coming close to dusk and there are open corridors and walkways along the front of the farm. I start hearing howling in the distance and notice a warthog trotting along in the distance. A wolf is following it so I yell out to the warthog to watch out behind it. It manages to escape into the farm along the open corridors and get's inside the 'enclave'. Figuring it might be dangerous, I close the one gate to keep it from getting into the area in front of the barn where I'm standing. It easily uses its tusks to open the gate and get's through like it was nothing so I try hopping into the barn window but it's too high and end up standing there face-to-face with it. There's now two of them on either side of me, the original one being dark-grey in colour, and another smaller one that's pink like a pig, to my right.
Realizing I have no weaponry or way of defending myself, a baseball bat appears in my left hand and a butter-knife in my right turned to the side so that the dulled edge is across my forearm. I yell out to the warthogs to try and scare them off but it doesn't work, so I end up having a conversation with the darker coloured one to let him that if this happens (a confrontation) that one or both of us will lose our lives. He hesitates while contemplating this, but decides to go ahead anyways.
At first I decide to take the big one head on, but have to continuously watch out for the smaller pink one, so I rewind back to the beginning and take on the smaller one first, but it turns into a cast-iron pan which the butter-knife is useless against so I stop and notice that I'm bleeding and injured from the fight. I run to the side of the barn which is now a brick alleyway and barely scale the side of the wall that turns into a wooden fence once I reach the top. I try catching my breathe while half my body is still in the farm section, and as I turn my head to the left to rest on the fence, I notice this amazing backyard garden with trees, a big house with the lights on inside and a circular veranda that the same blonde french woman from before is standing on leaning against the rails while looking into the distance. Where I'm dangling from, there's a pig pen just below me on her side of the fence, and I don't want to crash into it so with my remaining strength, push myself off the fence and land in the middle of the backyard. I can't get up, so she runs up to me, kneels down and puts my head in her lap. Being so exhausted, I don't remember with any detail what was said to me, but the impression I received was that she was going to take me into the house so that I could get some rest and heal my wounds.
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There seems to be a lot of symbolism stacked in the dream, the big one being what the warthog meant. I looked it up on dreammoods and if you dream of a warthog, it means that you need to take charge of your life.
Thanks for reading.