Time Travel in Dreams?

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DreamingIs it possible that so many people have dreams that they feel were insight to the future because they actually travelled through time while they were dreaming?  With the idea of parallel universes in mind, I thought maybe this was a possibility.  Is one’s self  in a parallel universe able to connect with this version of ourself via dreams?  Maybe even unintentionally?  Is it possible that while we’re in a dream state, there is a part of our brain or subconscious that manifests in a different way?  Allowing a connection with one’s self from another timeline or a future timeline and giving a glimpse of a different life or pieces of information.

Premonition, psychic, precognative, and prophetic are a few words used to describe dreams that appear to come true.  Do they seem to come true because they were actually a jump forward in our timeline.  Some people of science think it’s our brains recalling and mixing up our memories.  Some say it’s coincidence, nothing more.  Some believe that we as humans still have a long way to go when it comes to figuring out how our brains work.

My opinion is that we have a lot more to learn about ourselves and the universe. Personally, I’ve experienced quite a few dreams that made me shake my head and wonder. I share my dreams frequently and when something mimics a dream I’ve shared and I don’t even catch it, but the person I shared with…does…I know something curious is going on. A dream journal is a good way of keeping track, but for me, I dream so often that I find myself only keeping track of the dreams that feel so very real.

Once, I had a dream that felt like I was living another life or a parallel life.  The dream started off by me waking up on a couch in a different home than I know or have ever known.  I laid on this couch and gazed out the window, then enters my son (not sure it was my current son or even my current family) who says he’d like to go ride his bike.  So, we got ready and off we went.  Once outside, I recognized nothing.  Our home was a small apartment in a big building among other big buildings in a coastal area.  Nothing that I’m used to.  Then I walk along my young son as he rides his bike and it was peaceful, but I was sad.  Upon returning “home”, and this is where it becomes more dreamlike, I realize there is another door in our living room.  I proceed to go to it, but then stop for moment because I feel there is a man on the other side.  I throw it open anyway and am surprised to see a man but also that it’s another door to the outside and there are a lot of people walking by.  When I woke up, I was overwhelmed with sadness, wondering where my husband and daughter were.  For awhile.  This dream had a such a feeling of reality that it has made the idea of parallel universes more interesting to me. Then the logical side of me tries to find a “normal” reason.

I’m not a stranger to these odd dreams that make such an impact on me.  An example of what some might call a prophetic dream is, I dreamt of tanks and what I called army guys parading down the main street in a town nearby.  Within the year, my husband decided to join the military.

Once, as a teenager, I dreamt that I was driving a little red car.  After telling my sister, she looked at me like I was diseased and said that was so weird.  I didn’t understand why, until she told me my mom had just met a man who drove a little red car.  Guess what the first car I drove was?  Coincidence could very well be the culprit here.

Also, we had an apartment in Gulfport Mississippi when I was pregnant with my son.  One morning I told my husband about a dream I had.  I had dreamt that there was a huge whole in our roof.  He laughed and jested about me and my dreams.  A couple of weeks later is when Hurricane Katrina came through.  Fortunately, we were able to make it out just in time.  We had headed to Dallas Texas.  Because he was in the military, he was ordered to return to help clean up the aftermath.  When he went to our apartment, he called to tell me how things were.  He said, ever so quietly, the roof above our bed is gone.  There have just been so many dreams like this in my situation.

A few things start to come to mind as I ponder this idea.  For one, not all people remember their dreams.  Why would some people be left out of this?  My dreams are vivid, so of course it’s easy for me to imagine such possibilities as time travel while I’m sleeping.  For those that don’t remember their dreams, is it still possible?  My understanding is that for people not to dream would mean they’re either not reaching an REM state or are simply not remembering them.  So would people who don’t remember dreaming really be getting left out?

Dreams of the prophetic nature usually seem to run in certain families from what I’ve witnessed. This could be explained by learned behavior I suppose. Could it be due to how the brains are wired? There have been studies  showing that how our brains are wired makes an impact on how we view God.  This would possibly explain why some people dream and some don’t.

Another thought that comes to mind is how might déjà vu be involved?

Déjà vu is the experience of feeling sure that one has already witnessed or experienced a current situation, even though the exact circumstances of the prior encounter are uncertain and were perhaps imagined.  Some scientific research leads to the idea that the experience of déjà vu might actually be someone reliving a dream, but to any of you who have experienced this, it definitely feels like it’s happened before in your awakened state.  Maybe it’s just that silly brain misfiring.  Maybe, in that moment, we are recalling a moment of time travel we journeyed on in our dreams.  Either way there does seem to be a connection between dreams and déjà vu.  Or even possibly experiencing a moment where our current reality is meshed with a different reality.  It all gets quite mind-boggling and this could head into a discussion about physics.  See Michio Kaku for such discussions.  *laughs*

What about animals and their dreams?  Pets have saved people and other animals for that matter.  Was it a clue to the future that led to a quick response?  I’d like to do some research into this and write more on it later.

Brushing Off the Dust and Catching Up

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East Slope in June 2011

Image by Just a Prairie Boy via Flickr

Has it really been so long?!  Re-reading my own posts, I realized the huge hurdle I’ve jumped.  What do I mean?  I still feel good.  In fact, the other day, it occurred to me that having RA doesn’t phase me much these days.  Of course, I still have to poke myself with Enbrel once a week and take an NSAID twice a day, but that’s pretty much the extent of my RA frame of mind.  Have I really done it?  Have I really reclaimed my body?  Stiffness comes and goes, but it’s not the.. I can’t move for a week kind of stiffness.  It’s more like the, I’ve been sitting the same way too long, kind of stiffness.   So, YAY!!!  If I can do it, so can you!  If you haven’t already that is.  *smiles*

Now, moving on to a sad note.  There is a reason for my sharing this…  My mom passed away in June 2011 at 67.  She was a hardworking, intelligent, tough little woman, and a dedicated RN.  Unfortunately, she developed COPD and her body just couldn’t cope anymore.   It was/is probably one of the hardest things I’ll ever have to deal with in my lifetime.  I feared the stress would wreak havoc on my body, but it didn’t.  What it did do, was send me into a world of chaos.  A world of rediscovery.  A yearning to explore far away cities, climb mountains, swim with dolphins.  You know, live.  I had decided that I’d had enough deprivation.  Those of us with RA are faced with the feeling of deprivation far too often.  The problem was.. I had kids, bills, responsibilities, and now a dog.  It wasn’t like I could just pick up and go like I wanted to.  Looking back now, I may have just been wanting to run.  Well, time inched by and reality set in.  Then it just hit me.  I can explore those places I’d like to go.  Climbing a mountain isn’t impossible.  I CAN swim with dolphins, even if I can’t swim.  So, I’m not really deprived.  It’s just a matter of setting a goal and following through.  In the meantime, I have a beautiful family, a desire to learn, and most importantly I CAN MOVE!!!  Things began to calm down after that.  Maybe the chill of the coming winter set in too.  No matter why, I felt more at ease.

My mom consistently told me, “God will heal you”.  She’s one of the few people in this world that truly saw what was happening to me.  Like she felt it in her own bones.  She would push me to soak my feet in Epsom Salts, she would rub Ben-Gay on me even as I fought her, she would tell me to pump those legs while I’m sitting there, and remind me to raise those arms up.  In other words, she was my biggest support.  At first, I thought that support was gone when we lost her.  In a way, it is.  At the same time, it will always be there.  As I cook a meal, I can hear her telling me what to do next.  When I go shopping late in the evening, I can hear her telling me to be careful.  When the day has been too hard, I can hear her telling to take one day at a time.  She made a positive impact on me.  As a mom should.  You never know how much of an impact you can make on someone and how it will affect their life.  Even if you can only move your mouth to speak, especially with the way things go viral now, you CAN make a difference!  So..keep those positive attitudes up and don’t forget to stretch!

My Mom

To My Disbelief…

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Winter is moving in and I’m still doing ok. *Knock on wood* Ever since the “new me” came to be earlier this year, I’ve been fearing a let down. Spring came and went, things were ok. Summer came and went, wow this is amazing. Now Fall is here and on it’s way out and I still can’t complain at my body. My energy levels are still up most of the time and overall pain isn’t a factor. Which is great considering my daughter is now one year old and mobile. My son is surprised to see me doing things and questions me quite frequently because he only knew the sore mommy…the tired mommy…the I can’t honey, mommy. The joy and disbelief on his face outranks mine. Tossing a football around with him in the backyard seemed only a dream even last year. Now it’s reality. I swear I even saw a tear in his eye. For a five-year old, that’s huge! 

I’m still a little nervous as to what will happen when the temperatures drop to zero and below freezing.  I guess I’ll do my best to stay warm.  Although, at least one time this winter;  I want to have a snowball fight, make snow angels, go sledding, and build a snowman with my family.  Followed by us all cozied up together with our hands wrapped around mugs of hot chocolate and rosy cheeks.  There will have to be pictures as well.  A way to remember the time I pushed the boundaries and enjoyed things with my family instead of standing by and watching.  Someone else will have to hold the camera this winter!

A Reminder For Those With RA

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A current picture of my right hand.

1.   Raise both arms above your head and stretch out slowly and reach as high as you can.  Taking a deep breath in as you raise your arms.  When you reach the peak, breathe out slowly.  Keep your back as straight as possible.

2.  Try to touch your ear to your shoulder…hold it.  Now the other side.  Next put your chin to your chest as close as you can and hold it.  Bring your head back and look up above you, now extend back even further to see behind you.   Turn your head side to side, trying to make your chin parallel to your shoulder.

3.  Turn your torso to the left and right.  Really try to push so that you can see behind you.  Next, put your hands straight out in front of you and tuck your head down then reach.

4.  Put your hands in prayer position in front of you and slowly bring them in toward your chest.  Keeping your hands in prayer position, raise them up and then down slowly.

5.  While sitting, and your feet flat on the ground, lift your heels off the ground so that only your toes touch.  Then rock your feet so that your toes are off the ground and now your heels are there instead.  You can do this one even as you’re sitting and surfing the net or checking email, etc.  Try to do this for at least 3 repetitions of 10.  I feel lots of popping when I do this, but it feels good as well.

My wrists are mostly fused, my fingers have deformities, my ankles have lost a lot of range of motion, and my neck appears to be permanently stiff mostly because I wasn’t doing what I should’ve been doing.  It doesn’t take long, and it’s a good habit to keep stretching.  There are many  stretches you can do.  Stretching to reduce stiffness can be very beneficial.  Hope you feel even a little bit better.  Feel free to add stretches you like to do.

Sad News

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My mom was admitted to the hospital today with congestive heart failure. My posts may be rare in the coming weeks. Wishing you all pain-free days!

***UPDATE***  My mom is home from the hospital and doing fair.  Although she has to make many lifestyle changes, things are looking ok.  I’m hoping to find some time very soon to get back to writing.

To My Reader(s)

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Thanks for the support.  Seeing those views coming in, keeps me writing.  I’ve been mostly writing about RA.  That’s the topic I know best and I’m hoping maybe I can actually help someone.  May you keep moving, keep smiling, keep trying, keep reading, and keep writing!