I try not to tell friends and strangers my dreams because usually they’re not that interesting to the listener (or reader) but this one might be…
This morning I dreamt I was dead and only Karry could see me. Well, other people could see me but if they could, they were clearly dead as well. My dog was there and she came to me for a minute but then went back to this nearby park area to play with other dead dogs. From a dead person’s perspective, there was no difference between the dead and the living, so it was kind of hard to figure out who was and who wasn’t. Karry came over and it was decided that I would have to tell her family I was dead but I didn’t want to scare her kids with my invisibility so in trying to figure out ways to tell them. I tried writing a note – which I couldn’t quite do – apparently your handwriting is even worse when you’re dead. Then I put a sheet over my head and could see through it into a mirror. It was so upsetting to have to see myself like that and have to consider letting the kids see me like this way that I started to cry big wailing sobs that ended up sounding much like the “wooooooo’s” you hear stereotypical ghosts make. So I had the dawning that maybe those ghosts in the sheets weren’t trying to scare you but were really just trying to make their presence known without scaring you too much.
Here’s what swoon has to say:
If you dreamed of being dead yourself, it indicates an approaching release from all your worries and/or a recovery from illness. If you spoke with someone who is dead, you will soon hear very good news. To dream of a death frequently signifies news of a birth. To be aware of a dead person you cannot identify portends an inheritance which may not be personal but could be indirectly beneficial.
On a less weird note - check out this really cool Advent Calendar.