Right, so about those orcas in dreams. Sounds a bit out there, I know, but it was a phase I went through. Not just a one-off thing, these dreams kept popping up for months, maybe close to a year back then.
It wasn’t like watching some nature show in my sleep. It felt real. Sometimes I was in the water with them, this feeling of something huge and powerful just nearby. Other times I was on a boat, or even on shore, just watching them. They weren’t always friendly, mind you. Sometimes it felt pretty tense, like something was about to go wrong. But other times, it was just… awe-inspiring, I guess? Big, sleek things moving through dark water. Hard to explain.
Naturally, I got curious. And a bit unnerved. You start wondering, right? Why orcas, of all things? So I did the usual thing, poked around online trying to see what dreams about orcas are supposed to mean. Found a bunch of stuff:
- Power and strength
- Family or community ties
- Hidden emotions or fears
- Communication issues
Honestly, it was all over the place. Some sites said one thing, others said the complete opposite. Felt like reading horoscopes – vague enough that anything could fit. None of it really clicked, you know? It didn’t feel like some profound message from my subconscious. It just felt… weird.
Trying to Make Sense of It
I even tried keeping a dream journal for a bit. Put a notebook and pen by the bed. The idea was to jot down details right when I woke up. Most mornings, all I got was blurry images and feelings. Stuff like “dark water,” “big fin,” “felt watched.” Didn’t really lead anywhere. Just made my bedside table cluttered.
Thinking back now, this whole orca dream phase happened during a pretty stressful time. My work situation was messy. The company was going through massive changes, lots of uncertainty, people getting shuffled around or let go. My whole routine felt shaky. Wasn’t sleeping great in general, really. Lots on my mind.
Maybe the orcas were just my brain’s weird way of processing that feeling of being in deep water, you know? Dealing with forces bigger than myself, things I couldn’t really control. That feeling of power, but also potential danger. Sounds about right for corporate restructuring, doesn’t it? Or maybe I’d just watched a documentary years ago and it decided to surface then. Who really knows?
What Happened Then?
The dreams didn’t stop because I found some magic answer in a dream dictionary or figured out the deep psychological meaning. They just… faded away. Gradually. As life settled down a bit, things at work eventually resolved (not necessarily well, but resolved), and I found a new groove, the orcas just stopped showing up.
It’s funny, I haven’t really thought about them for ages until recently. Just popped into my head. It was a strange period. Didn’t get any life-changing insights from it. But it’s a reminder, I suppose. A reminder that your mind does strange things under pressure. And sometimes, you just have these weird experiences, these phases, and then they pass. You don’t always need to find a neat little explanation for everything. Sometimes, it’s just orcas in dreams.
