Okay so in my dream I am in this big house and my mom is there and i have the feeling we are trying to get away from someone or sneak off or something like that. But my mom is handing me stuff and I am supposed to go take it somewhere like to a car maybe. So I head out of the house which is on a big property and I am walking through trees and grass and I’m on this trail, like a trail out in the woods and I’m holding onto this stuff my mom gave me. Some of it is in my hand and then there are like clothes or something draped over my arm, like I am trying to hide my hand.

In my hand I have a ziploc bag with something in it like paper or something and I also have a paper clip, like one of the big ones and a silver ring which for some reason I don’t put on my finger but I just keep it in my hand with the other stuff. So I’m going down this trail and I come to the set of stone stairs and I start hopping down them and I feel all light and floaty, bouncy even, and with each step I go down I feel more and more happy and free like when I used to swim in the pool and let myself float to the bottom but then kick myself up to the top real fast once I got there.

So I get down to the bottom of the steps and everything is all wet and muddy. I am wearing nice shoes so I take them off but I have nylons on so I guess I was all dressed up or something. I start walking through the mud in my nyloned feet and then ahead of me I see my mom. When I get to her I go to give her the stuff I had in my hand only to realize that in all the joy of going down the stairs I must have loosened my grip and lost the things I was holding onto.

My mom starts freaking out about how we will never find those things I dropped and as she is going on and on I look down in the grass under my feet and see all these silver things. I bend down and there are a bunch of old sterling silver rings in the grass. I start picking some of them up and then I stand back up and ask my mom if they are hers. she says no and so I look back down and see a bunch more. I just keep picking them up and then I wake up.

It seems to me like I can never remember a dream unless I get woke up in the middle of it. I thought this dream was so weird though. Weird for one because I haven’t been remembering ANY of my dreams for quite awhile now, and weird also because it had my mom in it along with silver rings. My mom is the one who gave me my first silver ring and she’s also the reason that I lost all my silver rings in high school.

I tried thinking about my dream to see if there was some hidden meaning or whatever and all I could come up with was that I lost one silver ring and then a whole bunch were right there on the ground under my feet and I wouldn’t have seen then if I hadn’t stopped and looked down. Like maybe my dream was telling me to not be so attached to material objects because there are always more right under our feet.

It’s also weird to me that my mom was back at the house and then suddenly in front of me on the trail. Dreams really weird me out, I mean its freaky the stuff your mind does while you are sleeping. I have heard of some people being conscious of the fact they were dreaming while they were in the dream and that scares me even more. (picture me shaking off the heebee jeebies here)