The Hidden Meaning of Dreams....

One thing about me is that I truly believe that God has a plan for us. He knows what is going to happen to us. We can only slightly alter our course, but there is an overall plan for us. i know everybody does not agree with me (make your own destiny and all that) and that's okay.

Another thing I believe in is the hidden meaning of dreams. There are tons of books written on the subject and I occassionally try to read the meaning of my dreams. Especially the REALLY REALLY intense and seemingly real dreams.

Last night/early this morning I had a morphing sort of dream. No, I didn't turn into a monster, but there were lots of parts of my life all being tied together. I can't really remember the order, but the high points are:

*It was Sunday morning and I was trying to decide if I should let Jazz sleep in or get her up for church. (in real life this is a no brainer- we get up and go unless we are out of town or somebody is sick)
*prior to this scene, I had gotten into a huge fight with an old friend. maybe past is a better word. We had an argument that was so intense that I RAN AWAY. Through a corn field, around a huge apartment building, into the house in which Jazz was asleep. The crazy thing is I have never had a fight with this friend on any level. Okay, we haven't always gotten along or kept in touch for various reasons, but an all out almost come to blows fight, never.

When my alarm went off this morning, I really thought it was Sunday. But Fisher was there and he's not going to be this Sunday. I had to quickly process. He laughed when I told him I was dreaming it was time to get up for church.

Anyway, if anybody is into analyzing dreams, let me know what you think of the above.

(I hope that everybody else is seeing the blog background as a pretty aqua and pink print. At work it shows up for me a blue page!)