Talk Is Sheep

Suffice to say that Lee and I currently know little to nothing about being parents. We found out two days before Lee’s 30th birthday that our plan to start trying for a baby had succeeded in a big way and instead of the 2 years we anticipated waiting, we now had just 9 months til we would meet whoever this miracle would be. We were beyond ecstatic and more than likely a little shell-shocked but we were in agreement and on our way to our next big accomplishment and adventure.
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Do you know that after almost a year and 3 months of marital bliss,  I found out something new about my husband? Imagine…not knowing him absolutely after a year?! A couple of nights ago, I heard this tap-tap-tapping sound as I was trying to sleep. Thinking it was the cats playing, I decided I’d give them the benefit of the doubt, close my eyes, and try to fall asleep. Ahh, sweet sleep, I’m just about to start dreaming I know it, when…tap tap tap.

Hey. This is closer to my head…and the cats are nowhere to be seen. “Lee…? Is that you?”

Tap tap tap…”Yes.”

“What are you doing?

“Drumming.”

Hmmm. It turns out that after a  year and 3 months Lee has broken out the drumming that he used to do when he tried to fall asleep…but has stopped doing because he was afraid it would keep me up. Well, it did keep me up. But, I was intrigued and a little excited to find out something new about Lee. I urged him to keep going, but he politely declined for the sake of both of us getting some sleep. Maybe next time I won’t say anything

Merry belated Christmas from the little drummer family! Here’s to a new year in hopes of finding out many new things about my husband!

Lee wrote about our nighttime chats a little while back. Every night without fail I get a little burst of energy that says to me, “I should talk to Lee before I fall asleep.” Unlike those days when we were dating and would have to eventually hang up the phone, now I am overjoyed each night that I don’t have to hang up, that I can talk my head off, and best of all, if I wake up in the middle of the night, for whatever reason, he’s there for me to talk to. I love that!

But! There is another side to talking at night. It’s the talking that I do…after I’ve already fallen asleep. All my life, I can remember talking in my sleep. Sometimes it’s gibberish, sometimes it’s words, sometimes full-blown conversations. Since we’ve been married, I can think of three specific times that I’ve woken Lee up in the middle of the night by talking in my sleep.

1. We had been watching a lot of James Bond movies in preparation for a Bond themed murder mystery party. I woke both Lee and myself up when I said very loudly, “JAMES BOND”. We stopped watching Bond movies after that.

2. I dreamt that I could use the knots in my back to hurt bad people. I yelled, “There’s a knot in my shoulder.” Lee, being the thoughtful husband that he is, started to rub my back, at which point I yelled again, “NO! Just grab it and use it!” At this time I woke up, saw the outline of Lee staring at me, and said, “Well that was weird.”

3. Let me preface this by saying that we have been watching Heroes Season 1 quite a bit, and I had taken Nyquil. Last night I remember talking about being a superhero, but Lee disagrees and says that I was talking about sending him pictures from my cell phone. All I know is that I woke up to the sound of Lee laughing at me. 

I guess the moral of the story is that Lee gets no sleep because I just can’t shut up

This is about dreams, politics, attitudes and adjustments. It’s got a lot of back story and explanation so try and keep up. I’m sorry if it gets really long winded, but it’s not like I actually plan these little diatribes.

My dad has gotten me into balancing my life by listening to my subconsciousness through dreams using Jungian archetypes. That’s a mouthful, but here’s a little summary. When you’re dreaming of someone, doing something, somewhere, that isn’t actually happening. Basically, your subconsciousness is trying to communicate with you through symbols it thinks you’ll understand. So if there’s a person in your life that symbolizes success (for me, I relate success with my cousin Lauren) and in your dream you’re interacting with that person in a vehicle (that usually symbolizes your life in general or its “direction”). You may interpret that dream as something in your life is out of balance concerning success. You may be afraid of it, you may be frustrated by a lack of it. Essentially, only you can interpret your dreams. But you can find practical applications for your life from your dreams by framing it in this way. (more…)

Sarah and I discussed if we wanted to post dreams to our blog because I usually posts dreams that I remember in detail to my etherealnation blog as “memoirs”. We decided to post dreams here instead as a feature of this blog under “Things We Dream”. This particular dream was quite interesting to me because there were no characters that I recognized or any locations I identify with. It’s also very interesting because of my thinking when I woke up, which I will go in to at the end of the post.

I was on a planet. I had grown up and lived on this planet all my life. I wasn’t merely an observer or a ghost, but I was an active participant, an aide to the queen and her children. The planet was peaceful for its inhabitants, there were no wars on this planet. The people lived among very advanced technologies that enhanced their lives and aided the peace that was on the planet. They were ruled by a loving queen and her family who had ruled for ages past and brought peace to the planet.

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