We all have those dreams from time to time — to suddenly find ourselves in a very unfamiliar place. For some reason in those dreams, unfamiliar rarely feels exciting, like we’re about to start on a new adventure. Instead, it always feels ominous.
We’ve been taken out of our regular, cozy place — whether it’s home, or the office, or a favorite spot for social gatherings. In my two most reoccurring dreams along these lines, I’m either in a dark parking lot and can’t find my car, or I’ve just arrived in a strange and very big city and have immediately gotten lost. I wake up feeling anxiety and unsettled.
There are probably flashes of childhood memories buried deep within these adult dreams, of the first time as a child you found yourself in a situation, or place, where you experienced a similar emotion. You wake up alone in your bedroom after hearing a strange noise and you wonder for a second, If I scream, will my parents hear me? Are they even in the next room?
Or your parents take you to a shopping mall, and when your mother let’s go of your hand and you wander off for a second to look at something, you turn and … don’t see your family. A panic grips you — are you now lost? That feeling stays with you until your mother reaches out and takes your hand again, and says “Don’t leave my side.”
Who knows how long adults carry with them buried memories of those anxious and disturbing moments, of being in situations where you feel lost, and alone, and vulnerable. After reviewing the new book “The Gobblings” by authors Matthue Roth and Rohan Daniel Eason, it’s easy to momentarily slip back into those feelings once again. Read more »