Fri 15 May 2009
A couple weeks ago I dreamt of tooth loss and chewing gum. I dreamt that my teeth were falling out one tooth after the other, but not all of them. I also dreamt that I was pulling gum from my mouth and that I could not pull it all out…it’s as if it was stuck to my teeth like I was wearing braces. I continued to pull the chewing gum out of my mouth and minutes later there was more. I tried and tried, but could not get that damn gum out of my mouth! I have had these types of tooth loss and chewing gum dreams before, but I don’t usually have them at the same time. I was intrigued, so I went to Google, thinking there could be a possible interpretation. Believe it or not these are actually common dreams and easily interpreted. This is what I found out:
“In many dreams of teeth falling out, the dream starts with just one tooth falling out followed by the rest. Dreamers often try to stop the teeth from coming out but to no avail. These dreams may signify a waking life situation that one feels powerless to change or stop.”
“To dream that you are chewing gum, suggests that you are unable to express yourself effectively. You may feel vulnerable. To dream that you are unable to get rid of your gum, suggests that you are experiencing some indecision, powerlessness or frustration. You may lack understanding in a situation or find that a current problem is overwhelming.”
Both dreams interpret as powerlessness. Precisely! I am in a situation right now at work where I feel extremely powerless, unsatisfied, and unhappy. I feel like there is nothing I can do about my job, believe me, I’ve been trying. I blame the lousy economy. In addition, Boyfriend has been very busy with his band and often times I feel like his band schedule is overwhelming for me. I feel at a loss. Out of control.
Just a few days after this dream…I created cowboybootrollerskates.com. I have become a happier person!
With friends’ and family’s schedules becoming increasingly busy, babies to take care of, advanced degrees to earn, basements to refinish, it’s harder and harder to find that quality time we once had so much of. I want to share my stories on cowboybootrollerskates. Don’t know who’s gonna hear it…but at least I can express myself. I can gain some control in my life…or I can feel like it anyway. I have a totally new outlet for expression and potentially a new community of friends and supporters. I hope those dreams of tooth loss and chewing gum subside for some time.