..I wish Sigmund Freud's alive..

"Dreams are often most profound when they seem   the most crazy"-Sigmund Freud

I used to spent more hours in our library scanning through about dream analysis and anything that is related to it. I often end up sleepy, eye-strained and hungry because of the depth by which Freud explained it. His concepts about the divisions of the mind and personality often left me in awe, puzzled me most of the time and I can say I fell in love with Psychology then. What it has to do with this blog? He's also superb with dream interpretations, which is most likely what this article is all about.

When I was young, my sister and I used to attend a Legion of  Mary catechism, a small group of devotee to the Blessed Virgin. There we are holding a Sunday rosary gathering. Since then, the content of my dreams are  vague to explain. Vague in the sense that mostly the contents are encounters with the biblical persona. In one occasion, I dreamed of  ascending on big petals of roses which have grown on the walls of our church which was under renovation that time as She, dressed in pristine white with blue belt around Her waist, is talking to me. As a child and having not met any terms in Psychology, I used to think that it's just normal. However, such kind of dreams never left me. There are nights when I would wake up sweating after I dreamed of  walking barefooted, holding a candle on the other hand and a rosary on the other while wearing a monk's brown garment uttering words I presumed is the Hail Mary on a propelling procession ; or having to traverse uphill with lifesize rosary beads in every stop; or caught in between a vineyard on an unknown place of drought only to find a giant Bible on the midst of it and on its inside came a flowing flood spreading through the land of drought; or as what I have published in one of my notes entitled Of Heaven's Glimpse click here for further reading. Again, I kept it all inside with my usual excuse that it's just normal and that blaming the other excuses of "maybe I'm just tired" or " I just have so much in mind". I feared of being misconstrued as someone with a gift of premonition, or a gift of calling because I might go ballistic about it. I feared that I might as well get an answer which I answered for myself long time ago..It's just normal..

I am affected greatly whenever I would open my eyes from such dreams. I want to have clear answers for it, concrete and comprehensible. I want to decipher the message(s) that goes with it and if there's something I can do to it. I wish that one day I will not fear of going back to sleep again or close my eyes. I wish one day I'll rub elbows with someone who would say words other than "it's just normal". I wish Sigmund Freud's alive..