I’m not one to put much stock in dream symbolism, which is odd, considering quite a few characters in my fiction experience prophetic or telling dreams. It makes for interesting fiction. But in real life? Nah. Our modern minds are so cluttered with the constant barrage of images, ideas and detritus of our days, I can’t imagine anything truly meaningful can break through.
One of the few exceptions, in my opinion, is the fear dream. My mother is the perfect example of this. Her towering fears and worries take the form of snakes in her dreams. She’s had many a nightmare in which a giant snake threatens to bite, strangle, or otherwise overwhelm her. I understand this kind of dream, but for me, it’s spiders. Walking into a web covered in spiders is the pinnacle of terror in my dreaming world. Whenever I have one of these dreams, I try…
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Grand Dreams 