I Love You to Mars and Back

I'll admit it right now. I'm a believer in dreams. Not ALL dreams, but some. Some of my dreams are clearly nothing more than a sign that I drank too much milk before bed, perhaps. They are random and disconnected and quite frankly, like a Lewis Carroll novel. (Alice in Wonderland. Yeah, he wrote that sucker under the influence of drugs. I'm also a believer in that.) BUT then there are other dreams. Stuffed full of symbolism. I've had some super spiritual dreams, too personal to write here. I've had other morbid and terrifying ones, reoccurring at that. I've had weather dreams. Like when I was engaged and then when I was pregnant I had all sorts of terrifying tsunami dreams. Or later in pregnancy I had some really scary dreams of being attacked and abused. When I was a child I often dreamed of tornadoes. I could go on about what these dreams meant for me, but I'll spare you. But just know that people who do not believe in dreams will never get answers or insights from them.

So why am I rambling about dreams? Well, because. I've had two, count em TWO dreams now within a month of each other about going to MARS. The first one I chalked it up to the milk before bed theory but now two?

And they're not just any Mars dreams. Both times I get stuck up there and it turns out a lot of other people have too and there is a city there. And we are all trapped. Like the first time I was on a space mission (hahahahaha) and once we got to Mars we had to run from the cold, dark side of the planet to the warm and super bright side. Once we got there we realized it had all been a trap and we were now stuck in a city on Mars with many other people. The city was kind of cool but I end up having a few run ins with the evil man who has done all of this. In the end, though, I meet Buck and we fall in love.  It is also in this dream that I have another baby girl and we name her Hazel. (and, true story, now we plan to name our next girl, on EARTH, Hazel.)

Then the one two nights ago- I get captured this time and taken to Mars where there are many other people. We are all stuck. Only this time people keep dying and it's really eerie. We later find out that they are killing the dumber people and keeping the smarter ones to turn them into Nazis so something like that. Somehow I escape back to Earth and then I'm in a car with random people I know, like my uncle Hans and my friend Carrie's mom. June is there too. We are driving down a long road in the middle of nowhere and the clouds are the darkest black and blue. All of the sudden there is a swirling opening in the clouds and giant semi trucks come flying out, crashing towards us. I think this is where I woke up.

I looked up online, haha, which can be a joke, but it said: (and yes, they had Mars on the list. Guess I'm not the only one...)

To see Mars in your dream symbolizes energy, drive, passion, fearlessness and  ambition. It also represents war, violence and masculine power.

Wow. Thanks for that enlightening description. Well, which one is it?! 

Or it said this about planets in general:

 

To see a planet in your dream signifies creativity, exploration, and new adventures. You are trying to align yourself with untapped energies that you never knew you had. Alternatively, to dream of planets suggests that you are trying to escape from your own waking reality 

 

Why is Mars in my dreams?! Any thoughts?