Dreamscape

If you read enough blogs over enough time, you will read at least one dream story from every blogger. Except me. I don’t recall once over the past 14 years and who knows how many posts, that I’ve ever written about my dreams. Or so it seems. Until now.

I’m not one to have recurring dreams. At least not that I know based on the ones I remember. I do have recurring dream themes and they seem to play out like a serial drama, or perhaps like a soap opera. Never really ending but different stories lines coming and going. But the same movie, night after night? Nope. No encore presentations.

But now, for the last few weeks – no, for the last few months, I seem to have hit upon a recurring dream, or else I am experiencing a dream-like occurrence. Every night, at nearly always at 3:15 in the morning, I wake up, check the time, and go back to sleep. There doesn’t seem to be an outside stimulus causing this. No odd noises from outside. Nothing consistent inside like the furnace kicking on at the same time every day. (Who designed furnaces, by the way? Did they specify manufacturers find the loudest switches known to man to activate their heating cycles?)

I thought this over and came up with this assumption. I typically am asleep by 11 and awake by 7, so 3am is my personal “middle of the night.” I may must have developed some cyclic response to my circadian rhythm whereby I wake myself once during the middle of the night to reset whatever needs reset in the sleeping body. It sounded good to me, and I continued along with my jaunty ‘4 hour sleep, short break, 4 hour sleep’ nightly pattern.

Then one day I happened to check the sleep chart on my phone. Although I had a few brief waking moments that I didn’t remember having, the three o’clock hour came and went with me never leaving a sleep state, when I did remember waking up. Did I dream that I was awake checking the clock, then rolling over and resuming my snooze. I checked other days, and found a disbursing pattern of sleep during the very time I knew I was awake? Or was that during the very time I was dreaming that I was awake?

Spooky. Weird. Michael-like. Whatever you call it, I guess I now have a dream story to put out there. If only I knew what it meant.

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Speaking of dreams, did you ever dream about how you connect with others? (Yes, I know that is stretching the bounds of segue-ism. Bear with me.) (Please.) We dream of a world where we all treat each other like members of the same club, players on the same team, kids from the same family. (I told you it was a stretch.) What kind of club would the Human Club look like. We talk about that and what the dues to belong might cost in this week’s Uplift! Check it out. While you’re there, consider joining the ROAMcare community and subscribe to have Uplift delivered to your email as soon as it hits the website. In addition to an Uplift release every Wednesday, you will also receive weekly our Monday Moment of Motivation and the email exclusive Flashback Friday repost of one of our most loved publications every Friday. All free and available now at ROAMcare.org.


8 thoughts on “Dreamscape

  1. Michael, there are no words. Your unique sleep patterns, whether you know what they are or aren’t, are worth Thursday giggles. I don’t remember dreams. I know I dream, but I just never remember them. A few nightmares have left indelible marks in my brain. But no fun dreams. Sad.

    1. Oh Dayle, that’s a shame that the only remembrance of your sleeping self are the nightmares. Those are the ones I do my best to forget. Unfortunately though, too many of the good ones leave me with just a hint that something pleasant happened and none of the great details. Oh well, I probably wouldn’t be able to live up to them anyway.

  2. I was once told that we wake up in the 3:00 a.m. hour regardless of when we go to sleep because that’s the Witching Hour and they’re messing about in our subconscious. Could be true!

    1. Perhaps it is. A friend of mine also always wakes around 3. I tell her she’s looking for me because she forgot to tell me something during the previous day. Now that I think of it, she also had mentioned the Witching Hour.

  3. I have had ‘series” dreams, where I keep losing my car at the beginning of the dream and the rest of it plays out like a bad movie. For a long time I would have a two-sided event, the actual dream on the right and running alonside it would be a newspaper or legal screed, with someone reading as it scrolled by. And now that I have a new car, no more ‘lost car’ dreams. Yet.
    And some of those dreams were utterly creepy, since months later I was living what I had dreamt. no. Just no.

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