Oh, I had a very interesting dream last night. I rarely dream about big cats (nor cats at all), but this dream included both a big and a small one (haha ... it's a little funny) and somehow the dream felt significant (not all dreams have that feeling for me, but this one does). I forget what cats in general, and big cats specifically, are supposed to mean in dreams, but here it goes:
In my dream, I was actually in my own town in a very well-known park, which for me in real life has had great significance to me and for me, very much represents the town in general. And, in my dream, I was needing to make my home outside (I guess I was house-less) and was trying to set somewhere up to sleep for the night in this park (though, there were more permanent makings around, too). As I was going to head to sleep -I just now remembered I had a huge, pet tiger, too- and was making my bed outside for the night, I was warned by a couple of friends, one who in real life I am closest with, and one who in real life has never been necessarily a friend, per se, but an acquaintance (whom I've actually not really felt as though she likes me very much), came to remind me that I probably ought not to sleep outside, given the possibility of being assaulted by other ill-intentioned individuals in the night. So, I packed a small backpack and headed away, leaving everything else behind (I guess I didn't even take my tiger with me!).
At one point, I was in a ... van, I think, which I think used to be my family's van in real life, and I was driving at night down this dirt path, still in this park, and a huge cougar crossed my path from left to right, looking at me as it crossed the road and headed up the side to my right ... and it was stalking a house cat ... haha ... it's not funny that the housecat was going to be dinner, but I think it's intellectually funny.
At some point, I wasn't in the vehicle anymore and was traveling by foot, and now it was daytime and the landscape changed into the landscape of another state, which is actually a very meaningful part of my real life. Here, I was on foot with this small backpack on my back, and I came to this ... pass ... and the only way "around" was up these spiry, rust-colored stones, with mountains to my left and a river to my right. So, at first I took off my backpack and scaled these spires -and, this would be a HUGE feat for me in real life, since in real life, in this situation, I would be afraid of heights and probably would have gotten dizzy and froze- in my dream, I didn't actually feel that fear, not mentally nor physically. I just scaled up these spires and passed through a cougar's nest, presumably the same huge cougar who had crossed my path. There were actually bird's nests up there, which were supposed to be a cougar's nest ... haha ... and unfortunately one fell!
Anyway, I reached this certain height where I was "on top" and would next need to climb down on the other side (which was just wilderness, I think, including the river, but it wasn't actually a very clear view ... I mean, for me now, I don't see clearly some expanse or clear view on that side, of what I was climbing into). So, I reached this tippy top (which was a small, normally scary place) and looked down to where I came from (the immediate place before I climbed) and saw that I had left my backpack down there and realized I needed to climb back down to it and get it, and then I could keep going. So, instead of climbing over to the other side, which is my ultimate intention, I climbed back down to my backpack, put it on and started stepping and climbing back up again. At this point, I became aware of feeling vulnerable that the cougar whose nest I was in the middle of, could come back at any moment and might not be too happy. I remember I got part way up again, this time it was going to be for 'good' (I mean, I was going to climb over and proceed on with my life) and then I woke up!
hmmmm ....
Topic: Tell Me Your Dreams